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Chapter 314 is wrong, I am the medium!

Zhou Wei shook her head.

She hadn't thought of a solution yet, and even if she did, she wouldn't dare try it easily.

“Shen Shuqing, we are now trapped. There is only one way to save ourselves,” Zhou Wei said.

Shen Shuqing understood Zhou Wei's meaning almost instantly.

"Seriously? You want to try again?"

"It's free to try, and besides, if it doesn't fit into the painting, do you have any other ideas?"

Shen Shuqing shook her head. What could she do? Even Ru Hua was dragged in by Zhou Wei.

After thinking for a long time, Shen Shuqing finally made up her mind.

"Then let's try it, there's no other way."

Having set their tone, the two didn't linger any longer and rushed into Ji Zhengyao's room to find the painting.

After an unknown amount of time, the two reappeared at the archway.

Shen Shuqing's eyes were already somewhat unfocused.

"Zhou Wei, how many times have we been in the picture?"

Zhou Wei took a deep breath and replied, "Thirty-six times."

Thirty-six times?

Shen Shuqing jumped up immediately, her whole body covered in cold sweat. It had already been thirty-six times?

But in her perception, it seemed like only a dozen or so times had passed.

The prolonged exposure to the painting gradually dulled Shen Shuqing's senses, and a sense of fear rose in her heart.

A voice inside her kept telling her: You must not enter the painting again, or you will be doomed!

“Zhou Wei, it’s been thirty-six times already,” Shen Shuqing said, her voice trembling. “We’ve tried so many times, and we always end up back where we started. There’s no point in trying anymore.”

Zhou Wei also stopped and sat down directly on the ground below the archway.

Thirty-six times in the painting is indeed enough.

Zhou Wei had already made up her mind about this illusion in the painting.

But she was still a little hesitant. Was she really going to take such a gamble?

Zhou Wei was still pondering and did not notice the extreme changes in Shen Shuqing's emotions. After entering the painting thirty-six times, she still had not found a way to escape, and Shen Shuqing's mental state was on the verge of collapse.

She squatted on the ground muttering to herself, her face very pale, as if she had been greatly frightened.

Before Zhou Wei could react, Shen Shuqing suddenly stood up.

Without saying a word, he rushed towards Ji Zhengyao's house, muttering repeatedly, "Destroy it, just destroy it...destroy it..."

Zhou Wei got up and followed behind her, but her expression showed no worry.

When Shen Shuqing kicked open the door and took the painting out of the room, Zhou Wei did not stop her.

Shen Shuqing took the painting and returned to the archway by the same route. Trembling, she took out a tinderbox from her bosom.

"It's this painting that's trapping us. If we burn it, we can get out!"

As Shen Shuqing spoke, her lips began to tremble uncontrollably.

She suddenly turned to look at Zhou Wei, seeking her approval: "Zhou Wei, tell me, if we burn this painting, will we be able to get out?"

“This painting is the medium connecting the illusion of the academy and the illusion within the painting. Burning it will definitely destroy the illusion.”

Shen Shuqing's tone became increasingly frantic as she grabbed Zhou Wei's arm and shook her violently.

Zhou Wei wasn't angry. She knew that Shen Shuqing was under immense pressure and had nowhere to vent it. If she didn't do something, Shen Shuqing would go crazy!

"Go ahead and burn it," Zhou Wei said.

Zhou Wei's calm words brought Shen Shuqing back to her senses, which were on the verge of collapse.

She asked breathlessly, "Can it really be burned?"

Zhou Wei shrugged, "We've been in this picture over thirty times already, there can't be anything worse than this, right?"

Since Zhou Wei agreed, Shen Shuqing didn't delay any longer.

She blew on the tinderbox, which set the painting ablaze!

Flames surged and licked at the painting, gradually engulfing the elegant Ji Zhengyao in the sea of ​​fire.

When the scroll was half burned, it suddenly leaped into the air and floated in mid-air.

But the fire did not subside until the entire painting was engulfed by flames and turned to ashes, yet nothing happened in the illusion.

Looking at the tattered fragments of the painting that had already scattered in the wind, Shen Shuqing angrily looked around.

"Why?! Why haven't we gotten out yet? The painting is ruined, so why hasn't the illusion disappeared?"

Shen Shuqing roared, but she couldn't change anything!

She's being driven crazy.

After a long period of noise, Shen Shuqing finally quieted down. She stood at the end of the white jade steps, looking at the misty area, her eyes filled with despair.

"Zhou Wei, we can't get out of here. We're going to die here, and no one will know we died here."

"If I die, Shen Shuya will surely be pleased. She will marry the heir of the Duke of Qi, and no one in the Zhenyuan Marquis's mansion will remember me or care about me!"

"I have nothing left! I didn't even have time to hear their repentance or their pleas for forgiveness. I hate them so much!"

Shen Shuqing poured out her emotions in a tearful outpouring.

Zhou Wei listened helplessly; Shen Shuqing's obsession with the Zhenyuan Marquis's mansion was too deep.

Even now, on the verge of death, she still cares about the debts owed to her by the people in the Marquis's mansion, and the regret she felt after learning that she was the legitimate daughter of a divine physician!

This woman has already been thoroughly seasoned by the return of the Dragon King.

Zhou Wei did not try to dissuade Shen Shuqing; one cannot dissuade someone from their obsession.

As the female protagonist with a strong destiny, Shen Shuqing carries the key plot of being the legitimate daughter of a divine physician, and she will not easily regain her senses.

Or rather, she is not conscious!

Zhou Wei got up and walked to the end of the white jade steps. Apart from the steps being shrouded in mist, the rest was a sheer cliff!

Shen Shuqing was still immersed in her own emotions and couldn't pull herself out.

Seeing Zhou Wei approach, she gave a self-deprecating smile: "I have never been as miserable as I am today in my entire life. Even when I was looked down upon in the Marquis's mansion and bullied by Shen Shuya, I never gave up on myself because I knew there was still hope."

"But now, there is no hope left... no hope at all..."

Zhou Wei turned to look at Shen Shuqing and sighed deeply.

Suddenly she said, "Shen Shuqing, you're wrong."

Wrong? What was wrong?

Shen Shuqing looked at Zhou Wei with a puzzled expression. Zhou Wei said, "The painting is not the medium. The medium is... me."

As she uttered the last word, Zhou Wei suddenly pulled out the National Fortune Dagger and slashed her palm hard.

Blood fell to the ground, stirring up specks of dust.

Then she opened her arms, leaped up, and jumped into the abyss!

Shen Shuqing was stunned. She stared wide-eyed at the scene before her in disbelief.

Zhou Wei's image as she fell off the cliff was still projected into her pupils, but Shen Shuqing could not reach out in time to grab her!

She tried her best, but could only touch the hem of Zhou Wei's skirt.

The moment the veil slipped from her hand, Shen Shuqing collapsed to the ground.

"Zhou Wei!!!"

A hoarse shout came from Shen Shuqing's throat, echoing throughout the valley.

Only the whistling wind could respond to her.

A wave of overwhelming sadness washed over Shen Shuqing, almost making her vomit.

She gasped for breath, reached up to touch her face, and found that her face was already wet with tears.

"Why would I cry? That wretched maid Zhou Wei is dead. It's good that she died. Haven't I always wanted her dead?"

"Then why am I feeling so uncomfortable?"

Shen Shuqing sat on the ground, pounding her heart repeatedly, as if all her strength had been drained away.

Zhou Wei is dead. How many more days can she live in this illusion?

Shen Shuqing looked at the sheer cliff and suddenly slowly got up and walked towards the edge of the cliff.

"Since I can't live anyway, I might as well die quickly..."

Just as Shen Shuqing was about to close her eyes, grit her teeth, and jump off the cliff like Zhou Wei, a mocking voice suddenly came from behind her.

"What is Miss Shen doing? Is she going to commit suicide for me?"

Shen Shuqing turned around in shock and saw Zhou Wei standing behind her with a smile on her face.

"We can go out now."