At the entrance of the secret realm.
With Zhao Wendao at the center of the formation, dozens of elders channeled their spiritual energy frantically into the barriers surrounding the secret realm.
After all, this was a Heavenly Dao secret realm—breaking its barriers was no easy feat.
By now, half of the barriers had already been shattered.
Once the barriers were fully dismantled, they could enter the realm to rescue the surviving disciples!
The death hexagram divined by Chi Shengtian had everyone’s hearts clenched in fear.
Especially the masters of the four disciples, who poured their life’s energy into the effort without restraint.
The elite disciples who had accompanied the elders stood by anxiously, unable to assist directly due to the impurity of their spiritual energy—they could only guard the elders as they worked.
Just then, Chi Shengtian’s body suddenly stiffened. Li Moran, stationed at the outermost edge of the formation, instantly opened her eyes and looked over with anticipation.
The other elders quickly inquired.
"Elder Chi, what’s wrong?"
"Did you divine something else?"
"Could they have…?"
Judging by Chi Shengtian’s expression, they could already guess it wasn’t good news. Their brows furrowed in unison.
Li Moran and Zhong Yi exchanged glances, their faces turning cold simultaneously.
Chi Shengtian shook his head mournfully, revealing another "death" hexagram in his palm.
"Another one… has perished."
……
……
Inside the illusion.
"BANG!!"
A deafening gunshot rang out.
Blood sprayed from Xu Hao’s temple as he was the first to be eliminated.
"Damn it!!! How did Brother Lu see through me again?!"
Xu Hao’s corpse let out a resentful roar.
"Brother Xu, you’re just too inexperienced with illusions… too honest."
Lu Ze chuckled.
Xu Hao was, after all, an honest man—far too green when it came to deception.
He was practically transparent, making it easy for Lu Ze to take him down.
"So this is what illusions are really like…"
Xu Hao nodded thoughtfully, his rigid perception of illusions now shattered.
"Alright then, I’ll make sure to train in illusions more often from now on!"
"By the way, Brother Xu, do you ever run short on spirit stones?"
Lu Ze asked.
"Hah, my favorite pastimes are exploring secret realms and slaying demons… how could I ever lack spirit stones?"
Xu Hao declared proudly.
"Then let me recommend an illusion to you—you can start with my 'Three Kingdoms Kill,' a card-based game."
Lu Ze quickly suggested with a smile.
Xu Hao didn’t suspect a thing. "Sounds good!"
Nearby, Wang Tianjing and Chen Yiyun held their breaths, exchanging uneasy glances.
"It really is the Demon Lu…"
"No wonder he’s so good at lying…"
……
……
At the entrance of the secret realm.
"Stop… stop hitting us!!! Please, spare us!!!"
"We don’t know anything!!"
Two battered and bruised Nascent Soul demonic cultivators—one tall, one stout—pleaded desperately.
Zhong Yi and Mu Yawen stood coldly, their hands stained with blood.
Upon learning that two disciples had already perished inside the secret realm, their fury burned uncontrollably—they needed an outlet!
If not for the fact that these two demonic cultivators still held valuable intelligence, they would have slaughtered them without hesitation.
"It’s over!"
Suddenly, among the elders, Chi Shengtian let out a horrified gasp.
Tears welled in his aged eyes.
The divination concerning the fate of the disciples in the secret realm had yielded an ominous result—
Death by a shot to the head!
"You beasts, DIE!!"
Zhong Yi, known for his gentle demeanor, now had bloodshot eyes, his rage erupting like a volcano as his spiritual energy surged skyward.
Mu Yawen’s lips trembled, his muscles swelling dozens of times in size. Intricate golden runes spread across his fists and forearms, making him resemble a war god descended from the heavens.
Yet before either could strike—
The tall demonic cultivator’s head was already obliterated by Li Moran’s sword.
Her strike was so fast that even Zhong Yi could barely follow it.
So fast that the tall demonic cultivator’s body seemed unaware its head was gone.
Not a single drop of blood sprayed from the severed neck—only a mist of crimson where the skull had shattered.
Li Moran’s icy gaze shifted to the remaining demonic cultivator.
"N-no, don’t kill me… I have valuable intelligence! If you kill me, you’ll—"
The stout demonic cultivator shook his head frantically, terror etched on his face.
"If I punch you with my full strength, your head will feel like it’s exploding… but you won’t die. Do you believe me?"
Zhong Yi spoke slowly.
His golden Sage’s Spirit Root radiated blinding light.
With a darkened expression, Zhong Yi drove his fist toward the stout demonic cultivator’s head at terrifying speed, his strike carrying overwhelming force—
"BANG!"
A crossbow bolt pierced Chen Yiyun’s skull, sending her collapsing to the ground.
"AAAH!! I swear, in my next life, I’m never sitting between you two again!!!"
Chen Yiyun wanted to cry but had no tears left.
This was the worst gaming experience imaginable.
Her upper seat, Lu Ze, was a seasoned liar—utterly unpredictable.
Every time she questioned him, she ate a bolt.
Her lower seat, Wang Tianjing, was no saint either—out of the four times she bluffed, he caught her twice.
In the end, Chen Yiyun met her demise on her fourth trigger pull.
"I’m really looking forward to seeing which of these two master liars comes out on top!"
Xu Hao remarked with great interest.
By now, they had completely forgotten that they had entered this illusion to compete for the secret realm’s treasure.
"Brother Lu, I finally get to face you head-on."
Wang Tianjing rubbed his hands excitedly, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.
Lu Ze responded with his usual calm smile. "I’m ready whenever."
At this point, Wang Tianjing had already pulled the trigger once—caught bluffing by Xu Hao’s intuition.
Lu Ze, however, hadn’t pulled the trigger even once.
His undefeated streak remained unbroken.
In a bluffing game like this, courage and luck played significant roles.
But when skill reached a certain level, a master facing a novice was a one-sided slaughter—barring the slim chance of dying on the first shot.
Lu Ze had no intention of gambling on that small probability, no matter how unlikely.
Against newcomers like Xu Hao and Chen Yiyun, Lu Ze still had moments of uncertainty.
But against a logical opponent like Wang Tianjing, Lu Ze felt only one thing—
Victory was assured.
The secret realm’s treasure and the mission rewards—he would claim them all.
[This round’s target card: Human.]
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
