Li Fire Peak, Jade Spirit Pavilion.
"Junior Brother Lu, this illusionary realm you created is truly fascinating... I can't even imagine how you came up with such a brilliant idea!"
Zhong Yi was practically gushing with excitement as he praised The Demon Path Slaughter.
"So, how does it feel not being the clumsy one in the illusion this time? Finally taking off, huh?"
Lu Ze teased with a chuckle.
"No, no, that's not what I meant!"
Zhong Yi's face flushed red.
His reputation as a true disciple had taken quite a hit after Bed Wars.
Now, everyone knew he was all thumbs when it came to games.
But Zhong Yi still loved playing them.
There was something uniquely captivating about the illusionary realms Lu Ze crafted.
"By the way, are you still playing Immortal Realm Domination?"
Lu Ze suddenly asked.
"Of course! Why wouldn’t I? You have no idea—most of the popular custom maps lately are my handiwork."
Zhong Yi smugly raised an eyebrow.
"Then you might actually have a knack for being an illusion cultivator."
Lu Ze casually agreed.
His question about Immortal Realm Domination was actually him considering the potential of MOBA-style games.
"Speaking of which, I’m about to create a new illusionary realm. Interested in giving it a try?"
"Absolutely! Count me in for something like this!"
The moment Zhong Yi heard about a new illusionary realm, his excitement was palpable.
"Ah, but... Junior Brother Lu, why don’t you ever join us in The Demon Path Slaughter?"
It was strange.
Lu Ze rarely played illusionary realms, though he occasionally joined in for a few rounds.
Even then...
He would effortlessly dominate everyone, making it look effortless.
But with The Demon Path Slaughter, no matter how many times Zhong Yi or Zhou Yue invited him, Lu Ze always declined.
"Busy. No time."
Lu Ze shook his head lightly.
In truth, he was thinking:
Play The Demon Path Slaughter with them?
As an innocent, even the Scout would get stabbed first.
As a demon?
His teammates would probably "accidentally" take him out.
Even if he miraculously survived to the discussion phase...
Well, the odds of being voted out were about 99.9%.
Such was the weight of the title "Lu the Demon."
"Alright then."
Zhong Yi sighed in mild disappointment.
"Oh, right. A few of us true disciples are planning to organize a Demon Path Slaughter tournament... Junior Brother Lu, do you think you could help promote it within the illusionary realm?"
"Of course."
Lu Ze nodded without hesitation.
Promoting it in the illusionary realm was a trivial matter.
Leveraging the fame of the true disciples to boost the appeal of illusionary games was the real goal.
Besides...
A tournament...
Senior Brother Zhong seemed to be pioneering a fresh approach.
Once competitive games took off, tournaments would inevitably become the norm.
This was a good opportunity for a small-scale warm-up.
"So... would you consider making a guest appearance in the finals? It just wouldn’t feel complete without getting crushed by you at least once..."
Zhong Yi suggested.
"Still, that’s imposs—"
Before Lu Ze could finish, the System’s voice chimed in.
[Soon, a secret realm will emerge, where the strongest demon shall be decided. Countless junior demons will enter to compete for supremacy. As the Demon Saint, you must claim the glory of the ultimate demon cultivator!]
[Quest: Participate in the secret realm as a demon and emerge as the sole victor.]
[Reward: Double Demon Path Points (Three Days)]
"...impossible to refuse."
Lu Ze smoothly corrected himself without batting an eye.
The reward was meager.
But even scraps were still scraps.
It was just one round of The Demon Path Slaughter, after all.
Worst-case scenario, even if he lost, there was no real downside.
More importantly, according to the System, actual demons might be participating?
The System’s hints had never been wrong before.
Then again, recalling the laughable incompetence of those demon cultivators last time...
Lu Ze doubted they’d pose any real threat.
"Junior Brother Lu..."
Zhong Yi eyed him suspiciously.
"Are you... suffering from a split personality? Or perhaps a demonic heart devil?"
Lu Ze: "..."
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The Great Zhou Dynasty, Southern Border.
A remote village, deep underground.
The Southern Branch of the Demon Cultivators.
"Hall Master Han! This subordinate has urgent news!"
The black-robed man addressed as Hall Master took the jade slip from his subordinate and scanned it with his divine sense.
A look of bewilderment flashed across his sinister face.
"The Demon Path Slaughter? A contest for supremacy? The winner’s prize is a Nascent Soul-grade treasure?!"
At the mention of a Nascent Soul-grade treasure, Han Yiwen’s eyes gleamed.
"Damn it, those righteous cultivators are truly wasteful... How can they just give away such a treasure so casually?"
Reading further into the jade slip’s details, Han Yiwen burst into laughter.
"Ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous!"
"A bunch of righteous cultivators, competing for the title of the strongest demon?"
"Trying to out-scheme us... out-lie us?"
"Hahaha!! That Nascent Soul treasure is as good as mine!"
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!
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
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?!
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
