"Hello, little one." The painter smiled at Ji Jiayu and said, "My name is Shi Hua, you can call me Sister Hua."
"Sister Hua." While Ji Jiayu shouted, she also looked at Shi Hua.
Despite Shi Hua's young age, her pink and cute clothes, and her slightly plump figure, the aura she exuded from within was no weaker than Lu Shan's, and even stronger than Lu Shan's.
In other words, this painter was also a Ming Sheng-level powerhouse!
Ji Jiayu thought to himself: Sheng Yao Si truly values me by specifically seeking a Ming Sheng-level powerhouse to paint the girl in my illusion!
After introducing herself, Shi Hua moved a stool and sat down beside Ji Jiayu. Then, holding a picture book in her left hand and a bristle brush in her right, she looked at Ji Jiayu and said, "First, carefully recall the girl in the illusion, and then recount her appearance, temperament, and scenery bit by bit. If I draw something wrong, you can stop and correct it."
"Okay, Sister Hua."
Ji Jiayu nodded, then closed his eyes and began to try to remember.
After about thirty seconds, Ji Jiayu opened his eyes and said slowly, "The most attractive thing about him is his golden eyes. They're so pure gold and so beautiful, but they're so indifferent, as if... Just like the blind people in our orphanage before. But I'm pretty sure he can see them, and he glanced at me."
He was wearing a shabby light blue leather jacket, the cotton of which was about to fall apart, and his lower body was wearing loose gray trousers, which were torn to shreds in several places. His hair was messy, like a chicken coop; he probably hadn't washed it in a long time. His face was black, covered in dust and dirt.
He was dressed too thickly to see his exact figure, but he should be quite thin. He was about 1.7 meters tall.
He wore a white neck gauze with a golden bird pattern around his neck. Strangely, his entire body was dirty, but the white neck gauze was very clean.
"The background is supposed to be a forest, and I don't see the specific features of the tree... Her cheeks are round, her eyebrows are thin, and her hair is waist-length..."
While Ji Jiayu was describing it, Shi Hua would also ask questions from time to time, such as the specific style of her clothes and trousers, the specific shape of the golden bird on her neck, and the specific details of the trees, leaves, and weeds in the forest background.
After getting Ji Jiayu's answers, Shi Hua painted like a god, and soon, a clear image of a girl appeared on the drawing paper.
However, what made Ji Jiayu feel a little strange was that Shi Hua hadn't painted the girl's golden eyes. Seeing Ji Jiayu staring at the painting for a long time, Shi Hua put down her brush and smiled at him. "How is it? Does it look like that?"
"Likely, too similar!" Ji Jiayu had to sigh, "Their temperaments are also very similar."
"I'll start painting her eyes now." Shi Hua said, "Experience has taught me that most of these situations are dangerous, so you should be careful and try not to look into her eyes."
"Danger? Why dangerous?" Ji Jiayu didn't understand. He thought this was just a painting, right?
"With your mental strength, there's a 90% chance that the illusion seen through the energy aggregation is real. You also said that she only glanced at you and you fell into a coma, so her mental strength must be quite strong." Shi Hua said, "The most common manifestation of strong mental strength is divergent pupils. This golden-eyed woman is related to that treasure, so there's probably some kind of magical connection."
"So that's it." Ji Jiayu suddenly realized and became alert at the same time.
"Then I'll start drawing." After Shi Hua finished speaking, she picked up the brush again.
Before putting pen to paper, she glanced at Lu Shan and nodded lightly to him. Lu Shan nodded back, and then the divine power in his body began to gain momentum.
He was the one who covered the bottom of the painting.
As Shi Hua touched the woman's eyes with the brush dipped in gold paint, a bright golden light burst out, illuminating the entire room.
Shi Hua suddenly frowned, her entire body tensed, and the blue veins on the back of her hand bulged, as if she was about to use all her strength just to hold the pen. But she still moved the brush slowly but firmly, drawing the golden pupils that Ji Jiayu had described.
"Sister Hua, are you okay?" Ji Jiayu saw a layer of fine beads of sweat rapidly forming on Shi Hua's forehead, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried. His eyes also glanced at Lu Shan.
"Don't bother her, she's fine," Lu Shan said.
Seeing Ji Jiayu still worried, Lu Shan had to explain, "Shi Hua is not only a late-stage Ming Sheng, but also because of her cultivation direction, her spiritual power is extremely strong, and she has reached the third of the four levels of spiritual power. She will definitely be fine."
Although Ji Jiayu didn't know how powerful the so-called saint-level spiritual power was, he could infer a bit from Lu Shan's tone, so he felt a little relieved. Immediately after, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "What are Sister Hua's four levels of spiritual power?"
Lu Shan answered simply, "Ethereal, transparent, holy, and divine."
Ji Jiayu asked, "Then what level am I now?"
"I'm not sure exactly, it should be transparent." Lu Shan said, "And you were born with spiritual power, so you'll improve rapidly in the later stages."
Ji Jiayu nodded clearly. He actually had more questions to ask, but a golden light appeared beside him.
"Don't go and look!" Ji Jiayu was about to turn his head when Lu Shan suddenly shouted. Ji Jiayu hurriedly suppressed the thought of turning his head and simply stared at Shi Hua.
Shi Hua's right hand, which was painting, was trembling violently, as if a vibrating machine were attached to his arm, but the brush in his hand was extremely steady.
His eyes were closed, unable to withstand the golden light, but even so, he looked extremely affected, with blood flowing from the inner corners of his eyes and down his cheeks.
"Sister Hua, this isn't normal!" Ji Jiayu's expression changed.
Lu Shan also frowned. Shi Hua possessed saint-level spiritual power, and logically, even the divine body of a god-level powerhouse could be drawn, as long as it didn't involve some taboos of god-level powerhouses. But the current situation was beyond Lu Shan's expectations.
Could this guardian be among the forbidden things of god-level powerhouses? If so, it could only be said that Shengyao Si had underestimated the powerful abilities of the treasure, and also underestimated the connection between the phantom woman and the treasure.
In just a moment, Lu Shan made a decision and shouted at Shi Hua, "Stop drawing!"
The matter of drawing the phantom woman was beyond Ming Sheng's capabilities, and it must be done by the god-level powerhouse Shengyao Si.
Lu Shan's shout was loud, but Shi Hua seemed unable to hear it. Her closed eyes were bleeding, but a fanatical smile appeared on her face.
"Beautiful, so beautiful..." Shi Hua murmured as if distracted, like a moth to a flame.
His men quickly retrieved and drew the woman's golden right eye. During this time, her spiritual power, divine power, and even her life force were rapidly draining away.
Lu Shan knew he couldn't let Shi Hua continue painting, so he reached out with his divine power to touch Shi Hua's shoulder. But before his palm could touch, Shi Hua's body lit up with a dazzling white light. His palm shook, and he retreated several steps uncontrollably, leaving deep footprints in the ground with each step.
"Something's wrong." Lu Shan's face was as heavy as water, "He's out of control..."
What was the matter with an eighth-level Ming Sheng, whose spiritual power had reached the Sainthood level, completely losing control because he caught a girl's eye?
The key was that Lu Shan didn't dare to forcefully stop Shi Hua. He hadn't used Shi Hua Qiang at all, and if he did, his actions would be inaccurate and would lead to disastrous consequences.
The only way now was to inform Shengyao Si and have him immediately send a ninth-level Ming Sheng or a tenth-level Ming Shen.
As he thought about it, Lu Shan shook his right hand, and divine light suddenly appeared, quickly condensing into a white bird. The white bird roared and broke through the second-floor window, flying towards the back of Camp 1, where Wang Yinlan lived.
As a Shengyao Sect priest, Wang Yinlan possessed a powerful late-ninth-order cultivation base and was also the strongest in Camp 1.
Although the two places were close, it took a certain amount of time to inform Wang Yinlan that he had come from there. During this time, Lu Shan could only work with Ji Jiayu, watching Shi Hua gradually paint the golden eyes of the illusory woman.
With each stroke, the golden light emanating from the illusory woman's eyes would grow increasingly vibrant. During this time, Lu Shan also glanced at Ji Jiayu from time to time.
He was now curious about who Ji Jiayu was, and he had indeed seen the golden-eyed woman during the initial compatibility test.
He looked at her and suddenly discovered something was wrong again. Ji Jiayu's eyes actually showed signs of losing consciousness, but he hadn't seen the golden eyes of the illusory woman at all!
Lu Shan hurriedly reached over to touch Ji Jiayu, but the golden light also ignited on his body, like a flame enveloping him.
The powerful force released by the golden light was difficult to resist, and Lu Shan was helpless.
With his body enveloped in the golden light, Ji Jiayu couldn't help but stare at the golden pupils on the drawing paper. Those eyes seemed to possess a profound attraction to him. Not only that, there was even a call in his heart, as if calling his name.
As the golden pupils became clearer and more perfect, the call grew louder, but his vision became blurry.
Soon, Ji Jiayu's eyes also began to bleed, a symptom of mental trauma.
Before his consciousness completely faded, Ji Jiayu saw that Shi Hua had finally delivered the final blow. In an instant, the entire room was covered in pure gold. Within the gold, he saw the golden-eyed woman again. The moment they met, he fainted.
Golden light penetrated the room and illuminated the entire Camp 1 like a rising sun.
Seeing the golden light in the sky, Wang Yinlan, who had rushed over after receiving the news, couldn't help but change her expression drastically.
At the same time, deep underground in the Sacred Sect headquarters, at the core of the Forbidden Division, golden light suddenly swept out, filling every space like seawater.
Amidst the golden light, a golden bead, darker than the other golds, was spinning, constantly flashing with light. Each time it emitted its light, it exploded with divine power, alarming the four Myojin standing guard here.
Soon, the golden light converged and transformed into a bubble with a golden outer ring. The bubble, only the size of a fist, suddenly penetrated the wall of the Forbidden Zone and disappeared without a trace.
The four Ming Immortals didn't have time to stop it, and naturally, they had no intention of stopping it.
After a while, Myojin's voice rang out: "Notify Shengyao Si that the other Shengyao world has been extinguished."
"Yes."
Outside the core area, the Taboo Division staff took command.
After the man left, the core area returned to calm. But not long after, the voice of a second Ming Immortal rang out: "The launch time of the Sacred Light World is a bit early this time!"
"I've done it before, haven't I learned it? It's a low-probability event."
As soon as Ming Immortal's words fell, another golden bead bloomed with dazzling golden light. The golden light first exploded, then condensed into a golden bubble and flew out of the core area.
Before the four Ming Immortals could react, the third, fourth, and fifth golden bubbles condensed and formed one after another, flying out of the core area.
Seeing this, the four Myojin looked at each other and made the decision without hesitation to immediately convene a meeting of the highest level of the Holy Sect!