Exploring Immortality Cultivation-Chapter 111 - 73: Mirage Game

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It was a night with sparse clouds and clear stars.

A young man clad in Daoist robes was intently writing at his desk. At last, he swept the papers and pen on the desk to the floor and pushed open the wooden door.

Here he was in a small seaside town, where the youth had come to nurture his heart. However, due to the unclear aspects of the Great Dao he sought, the more he cultivated, the more troubled he became.

That night, unable to sleep, he soared up in his Escape Light, alone, to an island offshore to ease his mind.

The island was tiny, more a cluster of rocks than an island. Wanting to watch the sunrise, the youth sat upright on the island.

Suddenly, inspiration struck him. He thought that the total energy of the system should be a constant. Thus, he attempted to solve the equation using that rule to find the oscillator energy.

A dramatic and substantial change immediately came over the youth’s expression.

In the distant horizon, the dawn had broken, and the sun was slowly rising from the sea, dyeing the sea and clouds above in ten thousand paths of crimson light, creating a mystical glow flowing between heaven and earth. Sitting atop the high cliffs facing the magnificent sunrise, with the teal ocean tide stretching endlessly into the distance, he knew—it was time.

In the void, countless Spiritual Energies converged, then transformed into a mist no one could comprehend. Subsequently, the mist of Spiritual Energy began to collapse, forming numerous strange rectangles.

These rectangles of Spiritual Energy finally entered the youth’s body. His body suddenly became ethereal; no one could discern his position and speed at the same time, nor gauge the strength and duration of his Qi Intent.

Then, he started to dissipate, to disintegrate.

However, in an instant, the youth’s body solidified once again.

He had made the most important breakthrough of his life, and the dawn of the Mysterious Path had finally arrived.

Amidst the melodious ancient music, the screen suddenly turned black, then before everyone’s eyes emerged several large characters—"Story of Daoist of Uncertainty," First Edition, the end.

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Then, the Illusion dissolved.

Wang Qi yawned, stretching and moving his stiff body, "I mean, the reward for finishing the Martial Arts Examination half a day early is to organize a watch on Mirage Game? And with this theme? That’s pretty disappointing."

Watching movies organized by the school is truly a primary school affair on Earth! Moreover, the Mirage Game chosen by the Immortal Institute is "Story of Daoist of Uncertainty," which on Earth would be a movie with great educational significance like the "Xinhai Revolution."

Mirage Game, an art form specific to Shenzhou, uses illusions to tell a story—in Wang Qi’s view, it’s akin to what Earth calls holographic movies.

That day, after Wang Qi defeated Wu Shiqin, he hadn’t even encountered a memorable opponent, and he finished his Martial Arts Examination despondently with an overwhelming victory. Due to the outstanding performance of some disciples, the Immortal Institute had hastily decided to reward them with a tour of the upper levels of the Immortal Alliance Main Temple, which included watching a Mirage Game, "Story of Daoist of Uncertainty Volume I." This Mirage Game began with the youth of Daoist Hai Senbao, leading up to the eve of the establishment of the Immortal Alliance, the establishment, and rising of the Mysterious Path, primarily displaying the Quantum Venerable Master Bao’er-led Spirit and the commendable spirit of seeking Dao represented by Daoist Bu Rong and Daoist of Uncertainty of the Mysterious Palace. It meticulously portrayed a lifelike image of a genius youth, likely inspiring these immature disciples greatly.

Indeed, this was the case, at least most Immortal Institute Disciples felt immensely benefited.

For example…

"Do you have anything else you’re not satisfied with, Wang Qi?"

Wang Zhenqi asked Wang Qi, tears at the corners of her eyes.

Wang Qi chuckled and vaguely passed the comment.

He was still somewhat influenced by his fourteen-year-old body. Under physiological reactions, Wang Qi was not very fond of these contrivances.

More importantly, Mirage Games in Shenzhou were too damn refined, not something intellectuals couldn’t understand.

Shenzhou didn’t invent specific projectors or machines for projection. These cultivators even skipped over the "screen" on the Technology Tree. "Mirage Game" was merely another feature of the Ten Thousand Immortals Illusion Realm, which only calculators connected to the Ten Thousand Immortals Illusion Realm could play. Thus, the viewing cost in Shenzhou was high, making Mirage Games a niche entertainment for small circles.

Since it was for self-entertainment, it was naturally as artistic as possible, as upscale as possible. What could have been a straightforward narrative was intentionally filled with flashbacks, reverse chronology, and stream of consciousness. Moreover, this Mirage Game even specially invited Yangshen Pavilion Grandmaster to add Law, allowing the audience to directly feel the emotions contained within the Mirage Game.

Especially the latter, this made Wang Qi feel somewhat awkward while watching. He even thought it was like applying an Illusion Technique to a painting, unnecessary and unartistic. But seeing others engrossed in it, he came to realize.

This damn thing is just like getting dizzy from 3D!

Wang Qi had no interest in watching, but sitting there doing nothing was truly boring. When this one and a half Two Hours-long Mirage Game ended, Wang Qi almost fell asleep.

Wang Zhenqi was not very pleased with Wang Qi’s attitude. Wiping the tears at the corner of her eyes, she went to whisper to Mao Zimiao on the other side.

"This Mirage Game wasn’t that touching, was it?" Wang Qi was somewhat puzzled. This play merely told the story of a brilliant genius seeking Dao, not the symbolic sacrificial fight against Ancient Cultivators and the establishment of the Immortal Alliance, so why the tearful moments?

Wang Zhenqi pouted, "You don’t understand! Think about what happens later in the story!"

Later…

Wang Qi pondered for a moment. The continuation of this story should be about the Mysterious Palace participating in debates at Erwei Manor, facing the Guiyi Alliance led by Taiyi Heavenly Venerable in a fierce battle. Then…

"The Demon Emperor emerges! Just think, Master Hai was such an adorable person..."

Adorable? Wang Qi stared at Wang Zhenqi, bewildered.

"And Senior Po Li was such a domineering and mighty Senior Brother, they, they actually couldn’t be together!"

"Ah?"

Wang Zhenqi grew more agitated as she spoke, "Brothers turning against each other, hearts and morals divided—has history ever seen something more tragic? Especially when they were naturally so well-matched!"

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