"What's going on!? What kind of massive incident is this!?"
Zhang Yuxian's pupils violently contracted.
At this very moment, although the suddenly skyrocketing pillar of light behind Lu Ze was terrifying, it paled in comparison to the spiritual energy fluctuations erupting into the sky from all directions.
Such intense spiritual energy meant that more than one mighty figure was unleashing their full power at the exact same time!
"Has an ancient great demon awakened? Or perhaps an otherworldly heavenly fiend has descended upon this world... No! How could they happen simultaneously..."
Zhang Yuxian muttered to himself in disbelief.
Lu Ze, however, smiled faintly. "Elder Zhang, please stop cursing this great era of peace we live in... It is simply that the seniors have become far too mesmerized by this junior's illusion."
"Hah, ignorant child. How could a mere illusion possibly possess the merit to make mighty figures mobilize their spiritual energy?"
Zhang Yuxian retorted with a cold snort.
Lu Ze shook his head unhurriedly, narrowing his eyes as he looked at Zhang Yuxian. "Does Elder Zhang have any regrets in life?"
Zhang Yuxian countered, "Who doesn't have regrets?"
"Then if Elder Zhang were given an opportunity—where simply offering your spiritual energy to the heavens could resolve this regret—dare I ask, would Elder Zhang be willing?"
Zhang Yuxian was no fool; he instantly grasped the implication behind Lu Ze's words.
"Are you saying... they are doing this for what is inside the illusion? No! Impossible! That is absolutely impossible!"
Zhang Yuxian shook his head frantically, rejecting such a mad thought.
One must understand, why would a mighty expert at the Soul Formation or even Void Refinement realm so casually sacrifice such a terrifying amount of spiritual energy if not for some monumental benefit?
However, this denial was swiftly shattered by brutal reality—
A voice transmission from his sect made him realize that Lu Ze was speaking the absolute truth!
As he raised his head once more, he was shocked to discover...
The pillar of light behind Lu Ze had actually pierced through the very heavens!
It was more than ten times taller than that of the Green Mountain Sect, which had just been ranked first!
Most terrifying of all,
this pillar of light was still surging upward at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Zhang Yuxian knew the rules of the voting spell inside and out.
The higher one's cultivation base, the greater the weight of their vote!
Such a rapid rate of growth...
It meant there had to be at least a hundred experts at the Soul Formation—no, the Void Refinement realm!
A bizarre-looking spirit crane flew across the sky, screeching in a sharp, ear-piercing voice: "High noon has arrived!"
This signaled that the final illusion voting phase had come to an end.
"The victor is..."
"Lu Ze of the Lingxiao Sect!"
Hearing this result, Zhang Yuxian's face instantly turned a mix of green and pale white, looking exceedingly grim.
Lu Ze gave a slight nod and smiled faintly. "Elder Zhang... I humbly accept this victory."
"The reward for first place is a dharma treasure..."
Zhang Yuxian kept a straight face, about to go through the routine procedure, but was interrupted by Lu Ze.
"This junior has heard that if one chooses not to claim the dharma treasure, it is permissible to make a request of equivalent value instead?"
"What? What request do you have?"
Zhang Yuxian stroked his chin, mentally calculating the value of the dharma treasure.
"It is quite simple..."
Lu Ze stood up and said with a solemn expression:
"The demonic cultivator that Senior Brother Zhong brought back—spare his life."
Upon hearing these words, everyone present exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes filled with absolute disbelief.
This was a grand gathering of righteous cultivators, and its very theme was "Demon Slaughter."
Yet now, Lu Ze was actually demanding they spare a demonic cultivator's life?
It was nothing short of a blatant provocation against the righteous path!
Zhang Yuxian's expression darkened at first, but then a subtle sneer, imperceptible to the others, crept onto the corners of his lips.
He had just been fretting over finding a flaw to use against Lu Ze, yet he never expected the boy to willingly deliver himself right to his doorstep!
"Lu Ze, you dare speak on behalf of a mere demonic cultivator... Could it be that you wish to join the demonic path!?"
Behind Zhang Yuxian, the dharma avatar of a fierce Buddha materialized. Its eyes burned like hellfire, locking fiercely onto Lu Ze.
"Today, this demonic cultivator..."
"Must die!"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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?!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
