"Is this Lu Ze that Elder Ding keeps talking about?"
"Tsk, the boy's spirit is commendable. If you ask me, we might as well let him off this once."
"Let him off? The sect contract has already been signed. If we spare him... Elder Ding will have to go into seclusion in Reflection Valley!"
"A youngster like this, with such modest cultivation... can he really create an illusion of that caliber?"
"I don’t believe it either. Let’s wait and see today."
...
The elders whispered among themselves, discussing the matter.
When the topic of Ding Mingcang facing confinement in Reflection Valley came up, a few elders grew animated, even showing a hint of anticipation.
But deep down, they knew such an outcome was impossible.
Thus, their gazes toward Lu Ze carried traces of pity and sympathy.
"Disciple Lu Ze greets the elders."
Lu Ze smiled faintly and clasped his hands in salute.
"Enough talk. Let’s begin at once!"
Elder Ding scowled, his tone impatient.
Lu Ze, however, unhurriedly interrupted him. "Before we begin, perhaps we should first establish the evaluation criteria. What does Elder Ding think?"
Last time, when Elder Ding had set "swordplay" as the theme, Lu Ze had assumed it was just an offhand remark.
Only when he began crafting the illusion did he realize how difficult it was.
So, Elder Ding wasn’t as simple-minded as he appeared.
If they didn’t clarify the rules beforehand, Lu Ze feared he might be at a disadvantage later. Hence, he decided to play it safe.
Elder Ding glanced at the other elders and nodded. "Very well. Then I’ll state my requirements first."
"First, the illusion you create must demonstrate ingenuity unlike any existing illusions, just like 'Escape from the Demon Sect.'"
"Second, since the theme is sword practice, the disciples entering the illusion must do nothing but swing their swords."
"Third, while the sect has no shortage of sword-training illusions, disciples seldom use them. Since you claim to be the creator of 'Escape from the Demon Sect,' your new illusion must also captivate the disciples..."
"Within a week, the average daily time disciples spend in the new illusion must not be less than two hours!"
"And their daily sword swings must not fall below three thousand!"
These were the conditions he had prepared long ago.
Under the premise of "sword practice," it had to showcase creativity while keeping the disciples swinging their swords relentlessly...
That was the first challenge.
Ensuring the disciples spent at least two hours daily in the illusion and swung their swords no fewer than three thousand times was the second.
Even if one, two, or even a hundred die-hard fans of 'Escape from the Demon Sect' logged in every day to boost Lu Ze’s numbers,
it still wouldn’t be enough to influence the entire sect’s average usage time.
Ordinary disciples had little interest in illusion trials.
Even the ancient illusions left behind by legendary cultivators failed to attract disciples to train daily.
Even if Lu Ze truly was the designer of 'Escape from the Demon Sect,' Elder Ding doubted he could pull this off.
Elder Ding looked at Lu Ze with a smug expression.
To his surprise, the latter replied with utter calm:
"That’s all?"
Elder Ding paused. "That’s all."
He briefly considered adding more,
but couldn’t think of anything else on the spot.
Lu Ze wasn’t trying to show off—he genuinely found the conditions too easy.
Given the intensity of the new illusion, three thousand sword swings a day was trivial. Even ten thousand wouldn’t be impossible.
"I have one condition too," Lu Ze said. "For this week, the Enforcement Hall must not confiscate any illusion tower-related artifacts or tools."
"Hah, that’s simple enough. I’m not so petty as to resort to such tricks."
At Elder Ding’s words, the surrounding disciples nearly lost their minds with excitement.
The inner disciples’ miniature illusion towers were confiscated by the hundreds daily, to the point that the market selling them was running low on stock and raising prices.
According to Elder Ding’s promise,
did this mean they could indulge in illusion trials freely for a whole week?
Heavenly!
Even if the new illusion wasn’t fun, just playing 'Escape from the Demon Sect' would be enough.
"With Elder Ding’s assurance, this disciple is at ease."
Lu Ze nodded with a smile.
"Then let us begin."
With that, he stepped up to the illusion tower and inserted the prepared illusion crystal.
All the disciples present had already donned the tokens distributed earlier.
As spiritual energy surged into the tower, the disciples were pulled into the new illusion world.
A bold title flashed across the illusion space—
"Plants vs. Zombies."
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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!
