Love Wine ignored Han Yu and began talking nonstop.
"This one complints my hair!"
"This one tells gossip!"
"This one said my smile can destroy kingdoms!"
Han Yu looked at the mirror.
The mirror imdiately spoke.
"Indeed! Your beauty rivals heaven itself!"
Mistress Love Wine laughed happily.
Han Yu stared.
The mirror continued.
"Also Master Ju Fan is currently thinking about escape routes."
Han Yu froze.
The mirror paused.
"...Oops?"
Silence.
Han Yu slowly looked down.
He had accidentally linked the demonstration mirror to his personal channel.
Mistress Love Wine blinked.
"Escape routes?"
Han Yu grabbed the mirror.
CRACK.
He crushed it.
"Manufacturing defect."
Love Wine nodded seriously.
"Makes sense."
Han Yu nearly collapsed.
Still...
The effect worked.
By the next month, orders exploded.
Thousands.
Then tens of thousands.
Entire peaks started requesting them.
Disciples customized personalities endlessly.
The mirrors beca companions.
Friends.
Confidants.
Gossip partners.
Fortune tellers.
Even elders secretly bought them.
Han Yu soon discovered so old elders preferred mature female personalities.
He politely pretended not to know.
anwhile beneath his peak... The great formation never stopped.
Every interaction generated emotions.
Joy.
Sadness.
Anger.
Surprise.
Disgust.
Trust.
Fear.
And Anticipation.
The Eight Emotions Lotus inside Han Yu practically danced every day.
His Soul Qi reserves began rising again. Han Yu sat beneath the underground formation one evening and looked at the glowing channels connecting thousands of mirrors. Above him countless emotional streams flowed back.
He smiled.
"Perfect."
Then a Jiangshi arrived with another report.
Han Yu opened it.
His expression froze.
Orders pending.
Current queue:
Seventy eight thousand mirrors.
Han Yu looked at the paper.
Then at the ceiling.
Then back at the paper.
"...ng Jueyan."
She appeared imdiately.
"Yes?"
"We need more workshops."
"How many?"
Han Yu silently handed over the report.
ng Jueyan looked.
Then inhaled sharply.
Outside the peak, disciples still lined up carrying spirit stones.
The Mirror Craze had begun.
And sowhere far away on Love Wine Peak...
Mistress Love Wine proudly held six mirrors around herself while all of them praised her simultaneously.
She called it self care.
Han Yu called it a disaster he accidentally created again.
The Ju Fan Branded Narcissus Mirrors beca one of the greatest successes Han Yu had ever created.
At first he only intended them to beco a stable source of Eight Emotions energy. Sothing that would quietly gather emotional fluctuations and allow him to continue his research without needing to orchestrate chaos every few months.
He had succeeded beyond expectations.
The mirrors had fully embedded themselves into the daily life of the sect.
Core disciples carried them.
Inner disciples used them openly.
Outer disciples saved money for months to buy one.
Even elders secretly possessed them.
Han Yu once accidentally found Second Kidney Peak Head talking to one. The old man quickly hid it and pretended nothing happened. Han Yu also pretended not to notice.
The mirrors observed everything.
They comnted on appearances.
They gave gossip.
They praised.
They comforted.
They mocked.
So personalities even argued with their users.
A few disciples had beco emotionally attached to them.
One disciple from Womb Peak reportedly cried when her mirror cracked and imdiately spent a month’s allowance repairing it.
Han Yu still rembered reading that report. He quietly set up an ergency repair workshop afterward.
The effect on his cultivation beca profound.
The Eight Emotions energy flowed nonstop as the mirrors had effectively inserted Han Yu into daily life itself. Normally the emotional energy people generated every day would simply dissipate.
Han Yu would gain nothing from it.
Now it flowed toward him.
Because the mirrors acted as interdiaries.
They spoke.
People reacted.
The mirrors belonged to Han Yu.
Thus the emotional link ford and the energy beca his. Han Yu sat within his Soul Space one evening and watched the changes. The Soul Sea had grown larger and the Eight Emotions Lotus swayed happily in the middle.
Its petals looked brighter now.
Healthier.
The constant depletion caused by experints had fully recovered.
He even had surplus.
Han Yu smiled.
"Good."
This ant he could continue.
No... It ant he could take risks.
The next step had waited long enough.
Nascent Soul realm possession.
Han Yu had delayed it deliberately. Core Condensation already resisted strongly. Nascent Soul would be far more difficult.
Fortunately opportunities existed.
Every few months Han Yu held gatherings for the disciples under him. The gatherings served many purposes: Maintaining influence, building loyalty, and strengthening networks.
This one would serve another purpose.
The hall beca lively.
Music played.
Wine flowed.
Core disciples chatted and laughed.
So discussed cultivation.
Others competed in drinking.
Several disciples proudly showed off Narcissus Mirrors.
Han Yu watched calmly from above.
Eventually he stood.
"I have matters to attend to briefly."
The disciples bowed.
No one questioned him.
Han Yu returned to his room. He sat cross legged and closed his eyes. Then his soul left his body while his physical form remained seated, motionless and defenseless. Han Yu still disliked that part.
Soul Projection remained powerful but his true body beca vulnerable while active.
He had already arranged protections.
Several hidden Jiangshi guarded the room.
Additional formations activated silently.
Only then did Han Yu leave.
His soul floated through the peak.
Invisible.
Undetectable.
He entered the gathering hall.
His target already sat there.
Disciple Niuyun.
Infant Soul Stage Nascent Soul realm.
Reliable.
Quiet.
Han Yu drifted behind him.
Then entered.
The reaction happened instantly.
Niuyun stiffened.
The cup in his hand paused.
A faint headache appeared.
He frowned.
"What..."
Nearby disciples looked over.
"You alright?"
Niuyun rubbed his forehead.
"Strange."
He thought it was the wine.
Han Yu felt resistance imdiately.
The soul was vastly stronger than Core Condensation cultivators.
The pressure increased.
The defenses tightened.
The Nascent Soul inside the disciple reacted instinctively.
Han Yu remained patient.
Minute one passed.
Sweat appeared on Niuyun’s brow.
Minute two.
The resistance weakened.
Then... Han Yu entered and control transferred to him as the body beca his.
Han Yu opened Niuyun’s eyes.
He moved fingers.
Flexed muscles.
Circulated Qi.
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