Looking at the newly issued system mission, Lu Ze couldn't help but frown.
Pills or secret realm rewards weren’t the most important things.
The real issue was that the demonic faction planned to ambush the righteous faction.
If this escalated and triggered another great war between the righteous and demonic factions, the world would once again be thrown into chaos.
Without peace, his grand gaming ambitions would surely be stifled.
Lu Ze absolutely couldn’t let the demonic faction succeed in their ambush.
According to Nangong Yuan, cultivators above the Nascent Soul realm couldn’t enter that secret realm.
Though Lu Ze was only at the Golden Core mid-stage, his cultivation techniques, immortal physique, and the skills he’d secretly learned from various masters made him invincible among peers of the same realm.
Even if a Nascent Soul cultivator showed up, he might still stand a chance.
As long as he went, the demonic faction wouldn’t be able to cause any trouble.
With that thought, he decisively changed his mind and agreed to take on the secret realm mission.
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Three days later.
Lingxiao Sect’s Hall of Nurtured Spirits.
"Lu Ze, though you’ve attained enlightenment through illusions, the world is vast, and you must go out to gain experience."
Zhao Wendao patted Lu Ze’s shoulder earnestly before beckoning to Zhong Yi behind him.
"Zhong Yi."
"Here."
"Since this is Lu Ze’s first time venturing out, you and Mu Yawen will accompany him."
"Yes!"
Seeing that Zhao Wendao had assigned Zhong Yi and Mu Yawen as escorts, Lu Ze felt even more at ease.
Though Zhong Yi was a bit of a joke in the illusionary realm, in reality, he was a genuine Divine Transformation cultivator.
Ninety-nine percent of demonic cultivators were no match for him.
"Disobedient disciple, take these protective treasures."
Nangong Yuan pulled out a handful of defensive artifacts from his storage ring and shoved them into Lu Ze’s hands.
"The real world isn’t an illusion. If you encounter someone you can’t beat, run! Don’t be reckless!"
Lu Ze examined the quality of the artifacts and smirked. "Cheap artifacts from a cheap master."
"You little—!"
Nangong Yuan bristled, his beard practically quivering in anger.
"That’s a Heaven’s Law secret realm with cultivation restrictions! Artifacts above a certain grade won’t work there!"
Lu Ze chuckled. "Then this disciple thanks his cheap master!"
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After preparations, Lu Ze set off for the secret realm under the guidance of Zhong Yi and Mu Yawen.
The Lingxiao Sect was located within the Great Zhou territory, not far from the western border. The journey would only take a day.
"Senior Brother Zhong, what’s this Heaven’s Law secret realm actually like?"
Lu Ze asked curiously along the way.
"It’s ever-changing—no two are alike. But inside, there’s always one treasure ground."
"That treasure ground usually has restrictions or traps. You’ll need to break them before claiming the sole secret treasure."
"From what I’ve heard, the disciples sent by other sects are all at the Golden Core late-stage. Junior Brother Lu, just treat this as an experience. There’s no rush for the treasure—you’ll have plenty of chances later."
A Golden Core-level secret realm was dangerous enough to be challenging but not overwhelmingly so.
Generally, the five great sects used them as training grounds for their core disciples.
For some reason, the Qingshan Sect wasn’t participating this time. The other four sects each sent one disciple.
In a way, whichever sect’s disciple secured the treasure would gain the most prestige.
So naturally, they all sent their most outstanding Golden Core late-stage disciples.
The fact that the Lingxiao Sect sent Lu Ze, who had just reached the Golden Core stage, showed Zhao Wendao’s obvious favoritism.
"By the way, why did Elder Zhao assign you and Senior Brother Mu to escort me?"
Lu Ze asked again.
"In the past, demonic factions have ambushed disciples from our five great sects. Maybe he’s worried you’ll run into trouble?"
Zhong Yi stroked his chin, then grinned dismissively.
"But honestly, those demonic cultivators only dare to pick on Qi Condensation or Foundation Establishment disciples. They wouldn’t dare mess with Golden Core cultivators."
"Besides, even if they did, how many of them could actually stand up to me? Hahaha—"
"Uh… why are you two looking at me like that…?"
Zhong Yi’s laughter trailed off awkwardly.
"Senior Brother Zhong, hold on—I’m sending a message to Master and Senior Brother Zhou…"
Even the honest Mu Yawen couldn’t help but pull out his communication jade slip.
Lu Ze also felt a pang of unease.
Zhong Yi’s "jinxing" tendencies in the illusionary realm were infamous. Hearing him speak so confidently in reality sent a chill down Lu Ze’s spine.
But he quickly reminded himself—this wasn’t the illusionary realm.
Zhong Yi’s "cursed prophecies" seemed limited to illusions.
Still, the system had already warned him: the demonic faction was lying in wait.
So this wasn’t Zhong Yi’s fault.
But after this, poor Senior Brother Zhong might really start questioning his so-called "Sacred Speech Spirit Root"...
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Meanwhile.
Inside the secret realm at the western border of Great Zhou.
A group of black-robed demonic cultivators bustled about, preparing.
Hardened spikes and specially crafted stone steps were covered in densely carved runes.
Several experts in secret realm construction frantically inscribed arrays and formations.
"Will these traps really injure Golden Core cultivators?"
The demonic faction’s leader, Liu Dumu, asked cautiously once more.
"Rest assured, Branch Leader Liu! This is an exclusive trap manual I bought at a high price from a rogue cultivator’s market!"
His sharp-faced subordinate confidently pulled out an ancient-looking book.
"Think about it—when we first tested them, even you got hit, didn’t you?"
Hearing this, Liu Dumu relaxed slightly.
Not long ago, they’d received intelligence.
The five great sects would soon hold a core disciple trial in this secret realm.
Every participant was a rising star, a future prodigy!
Before this, their operations had only targeted Qi Condensation or Foundation Establishment disciples.
But with escorts becoming more common, they hadn’t attempted such an ambush in years.
Golden Core cultivators weren’t much in the righteous faction.
But in the demonic faction, where talent was scarce, even branch leaders were only at the Golden Core or Nascent Soul level.
Originally, they wouldn’t have dared.
But recently, they’d acquired a manual titled "Cultivator’s Descent: 100 Floors of Traps"—filled with insidious trap designs!
Combined with the secret realm’s movement-restricting formations near the treasure ground, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Their plan was simple.
Ambush the treasure ground, set up traps in advance.
Use the movement restrictions to their advantage, turning the entire area into a death trap!
The spikes, made of special materials and inscribed with runes, couldn’t be destroyed by Golden Core cultivators.
One wrong step, and they’d be dead or crippled!
Even if the disciples were all at the Golden Core late-stage, injured and trapped, they’d be helpless against the ensuing assault!
"Kekeke…"
Liu Dumu let out a sinister chuckle.
"How much will a Golden Core cultivator’s flesh and blood boost my cultivation…?"
"I can’t wait! I can’t wait!!"
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
