My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 5 I Can't Be As Good As You

"Can you see?"

The girl's clear voice rang in my ears.

She can't see that thing?
Was that sword strike just based on feeling?
Was she just unable to see the white jelly skin, or were she unable to see all the strange creatures in the cells?

Thousands of thoughts were echoing in his mind. This was probably the first time that Ye Wuyou thanked his disgusting career for helping him to develop quick reactions to words.

"What did you see?" he asked back, his eyes puzzled.

Could it be that whether or not one can see those creatures has nothing to do with one’s level of cultivation?
I was able to see it only because of what the narrator called "an optical illusion".

The girl did not answer, but she looked away from him, staring at the dark corridor in the distance, and then looked at the corpse on the ground.

She walked over slowly and pulled the sword up from the ground.

Then she returned to Ye Wuyou's side, stroked her skirt, sat down, and closed her eyes to rest.

The aura on his body seemed to no longer be sharp, and there was no longer the pressure that made Ye Wuyou feel uncomfortable. Instead, he returned to his cold appearance.

The dim candlelight flickered with a weak light, shining on the two of them, and their shadows echoed on the wall beside them.

For the first time, the messy narration in his mind did not pop out to rap. Ye Wuyou thought about it and felt that he needed to start the show himself.

"The corpse on the ground is my former colleague... Was he controlled by something just now?" Ye Wuyou asked the question at the right time.

The most important thing is to find out what is held in this prison.

There is no way. Even though he still has the memories of his original body, he is still unfamiliar with this sky prison.

There are eight levels in the Heavenly Prison. I have only heard of the second level in the past. All the prisoners there are criminals. Although there are some extremely vicious people, they seem to be inadequate compared to this level.

The girl closed her eyes for a while before slowly opening them, revealing a hint of fatigue.

"Strange... weird."

The voice stuttered again...

Is it true that the only time you don't stutter is when you draw your sword to kill someone?

From the girl's answer, Ye Wuyou now knew that the thing the girl called weird.

And the narrator calls them Avenue Wreckage.

but.

"What's weird?" Ye Wuyou still didn't understand.

"No... I don't know. It has always existed. That's what my master said."

The girl’s answer was not completely unhelpful to Ye Wuyou. At least he knew that these creatures called “weird” had existed for a long time.

"So, is there any way for us to get out of here now?"

The girl's eyes were hesitant, as if she didn't know whether she should say it or not.

When Ye Wuyou saw this scene, his heart skipped a beat.

The girl did not speak, but carved on the ground with the tip of her sword.

It was carved with layers of simple grids, and the girl marked a Ding on the first and second layers.

The third, fourth and fifth floors are labeled C and B.

The sixth and seventh floors are labeled A and B.

Four grades.

Can Class A prison guards only work up to the seventh floor?

Before, Ye Wuyou really didn’t know these things, and had never even seen a Class A boss.

What about the other layer?

The girl's sword paused for a moment, then wrote the word "Warden" on the eighth floor.

Oh, it’s worthy of being the last floor. Only the warden can enter. I guess the prisoners are all very powerful guys.

Ok……

I remember that when the Tianlao riot happened, the warden was away, otherwise he wouldn't have temporarily transferred Class D personnel to the front line...

"I shouldn't be so unlucky, hahaha." Ye Wuyou looked at the girl and tried to smile.

The girl stretched out her finger, pointed at Ye Wuyou and herself expressionlessly, then pointed at the eighth floor with the tip of the sword.

Okay, okay, let’s play like this, right?

[Hehehe, you feel that fate has played a trick on you, so you turn around and look at the stone wall behind you. There are strange patterns on it. This is the end of the passage, but could it be the exit to the eighth floor? ]

Okay, the narration finally provided some useful environmental information.

Ye Wuyou dragged his tired body to his feet, then laid down on the stone wall behind him.

The candlelight was dim. If you were not close to the wall, you would not be able to see the strange symbols and some incomprehensible textures on the wall.

Is it really an export?
There was some excitement in Ye Wuyou's eyes. He turned to look at the girl, but happened to meet the girl's gaze.

"Do you think this could be the exit?"

"Yes."

"Is there any way out?"

The girl did not answer, but continued to pick up the sword and write on the ground.

The meaning was simple, but Ye Wuyou's mood gradually cooled.

In the past, only the warden could enter the eighth level of the prison, even outside the prison door.

This is inside the prison. The textures and symbols on the walls depict a formation, which imprisons the "weirdness" of this level and cannot be opened.

At least, Ye Wuyou and the other two can’t open it at the moment.

Ye Wuyou knocked on the stone wall with some desperation, but when he heard no response, he gave up the idea of ​​learning from Andy.

Not to mention that it cannot be dug out, even if it can be dug out, I will starve to death here first.

As if she could see his anxiety, the girl continued to carve on the ground.

"Don't worry, the problem is not here... The situation in the prison has been reported. The warden is a great master of the fifth realm and will be back soon."

The five realms of supernatural power?
The jailers in the Heavenly Prison all have a certain level of cultivation.

The first realm is the Hidden Origin Realm, the second realm is the Bright Light Realm, the third realm is the Yaoguang Realm, the fourth realm is the Kaiyang Realm, and the fifth realm seems to be called the Yuheng Realm? Only those who are above the third realm can be called great supernatural powers.

As for myself... I came in through connections and inherited my father's business. I'm not even in the first realm. I'm still in the body-building stage below the first realm.

The evil connections.

Ye Wuyou did not continue to struggle with the wall. Instead, he sat back next to the other person and asked.

"Is the warden at the fifth realm? What about you? What realm are you at now?"

"Three...three realms."

Ye Wuyou felt a little ashamed.

The girl in front of him looked only about fifteen or sixteen years old? But her realm was much higher than his.

People are so irritating.

Ye Wuyou thought about it, then took a deep breath and exhaled.

People live their lives to fight for their dignity.

He leaned back slightly and said.

"your name."

"Ah?" The girl was a little surprised and confused. She was stunned for a moment before she reacted and spoke hesitantly.

"Lu, Lu Caiwei."

"Is it difficult to practice? Are there any tricks?"

"It depends on Tiantian's talent... and aptitude." The girl said silently.

"You cultivate so fast, is it because you have good aptitude?"

"Maybe... maybe, but I was not able to cultivate quickly... that's why I was kicked out of the family."

what?
A fifteen or sixteen-year-old third-level person has fallen to the point of being expelled from the family?

What do you think Uncle Wang, who is fifty years old and still in the first realm, will think of this?
Ye Wuyou didn't understand, so he continued asking.

"Why did they expel you from the sect?"

Lu Caiwei hesitated for a while and did not speak again. Instead, she carved words on the ground with the tip of the sword.

"I was promoted to a higher realm very quickly at first, but then I got a strange disease, and the energy in my body inexplicably dissipated. No matter how I practiced, it was useless. I wasted several years."

The tip of the sword carved by the girl paused for a moment, and she frowned in pain for some reason.

"and after?"

"After leaving the family...I recovered from my illness and joined the Heavenly Prison."

After listening to such a tragic and tortuous experience, Ye Wuyou felt deeply inspired.

He thought about it in his heart and turned around.

"Can you help me check my qualifications?"

Lu Caiwei hesitated for a while, then carved.

"You can take a quick look. Just hold out your hand."

As she spoke, Lu Caiwei also stretched out her hand.

The scene of ten fingers interlocked that Ye Wuyou imagined did not appear. The other party just tapped his wrist lightly, just like taking his pulse.

For some reason, Ye Wuyou felt that the other person's hand was trembling slightly.

Why are my hands shaking? Parkinson's?
And what is that shiny thing in the other person's hand?
Ye Wuyou looked up at Lu Caiwei, who was frowning like an old Chinese doctor taking a patient's pulse, then looked at her slender fingers and spoke.

"you are married?"

"Ah... no, no." Lu Caiwei was shocked by these remarks.

"Then what's the ring on your hand?" Ye Wuyou pointed at the other person's ring finger.

"Decoration... decoration." Lu Caiwei's answer was inexplicably weak.

[Bullshit, this woman is talking nonsense! ]

[It's okay, it's just a broken soul ring, and inside it is the residual soul of a woman from the sixth realm. Not to mention that she is a residual soul, even if she is still alive, you are not afraid at all, you can easily let her play the flute, sing, play the piano and compose music for you.]

Still the same barking of dogs...

But that makes sense.

At the beginning, she was a genius girl, but then her cultivation was strangely lost, and she was forced to leave the family due to the ridicule of her clan members. After that, her realm improved by leaps and bounds...

Such a strong sense of déjà vu!

Ah...I should have thought of that earlier!
I have concerns, and you have concerns too. Your concerns are good! I am not as concerned as you!
Ye Wuyou was a little annoyed, and only hated why the opportunity of getting the ring was not his. This was much more useful than the narration that could only bark like a dog!

The girl frowned.

Ye Wuyou looked at her expression and felt inexplicably worried.

"How's my talent?"

"It's, it's okay." Lu Caiwei said in a low voice.

What is the answer to "OK"? What's the difference between this and "casual".

"How does it compare to you?" Ye Wuyou asked without giving up.

Lu Caiwei was stunned for a moment, closed her eyes, opened them again, then stretched out her hand and made a gesture.

"It's okay... just a little bit."

A little bit?

Ye Wuyou was about to speak when his eyes swept across the other person's cheek.

In the originally cold eyes, the glaciers melted and were covered with a layer of mist, and a line of clear tears slowly slid down the corners of the eyes.

The girl seemed a little absent-minded at this moment for some reason.

Ye Wuyou was slightly stunned, then waved his hand in front of him with a puzzled look on his face and said.

"Why are you crying?"

(End of this chapter)