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!"
mance] After transmigrating for eighteen years, Lin Qi lived as an utterly ordinary herbalist in the countryside. One day, he kindly brought home a sickly, beautiful girl covered in blood. They married in a flash and began their blissful, intimate life together. Right then, his long-delayed system finally activated. [Warning! Host detected in contact with the "Crimson Calamity," the world-ending witch!] Lin Qi looked at the adorable wife currently curled in his arms, who couldn't even open a jar lid and trembled at the sight of a mouse. Lin Qi: "System, are you insane? This is clearly just a weak and delicate sickly girl!" Thus, Lin Qi treated the system as a "Contrast System," where taking care of his wife made him stronger. Combing his wife's hair rewarded him with [Free Attribute Points]. Taking his wife out for sunshine rewarded him with [Forbidden Spell: Arcane Explosion]. Lin Qi: "This soft life tastes so good!" ... Yet, in the eyes of outsiders: The strongest Beastkin Assassin: "That man dissected a Beast King with a common skinning knife! That was a show of force towards the powerful!" The Holy Son of the Radiant Church: "I infiltrated his home as a tutor, but he had me babysit the children... He must have seen through my disguise!" The World-Ending Witch, Felucia: "I hid all the way in the countryside. How is it that the husband I married on a whim is stronger than I was at my peak?"
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
igrating to the cultivation world for two hundred years, I've managed to lie low and reach the Nascent Soul stage. Only now does my golden finger arrive? ...
