Zhang Yuxian fully unleashed his Dharma Avatar, its overwhelming pressure blanketing the sky.
Lu Ze, however, faced him in a leisurely manner. He seemed completely unaffected, which surprised Zhang Yuxian a little.
A bolt of purple lightning descended from the heavens. The ferocious Buddha avatar behind Zhang Yuxian slowly dissipated, and the tension in the area finally eased slightly.
"Elder Zhang, you must not speak nonsense."
Zhao Wendao looked at Zhang Yuxian with dissatisfaction, his tone already turning somewhat hostile.
"Lu Ze is a true disciple of my Lingxiao Sect. His reputation is the reputation of our Lingxiao Sect... Are you actually slandering him by saying he has fallen to the demonic path!?"
Hearing this, Lu Ze could not help but curl his lips.
Reputation...
He had lost that a long time ago.
"A disciple of your Lingxiao Sect is actually trying to exonerate a demonic cultivator. What crime should this be considered?"
Zhang Yuxian was unrelenting, seizing upon Lu Ze's words about wanting to let that demonic cultivator go. Even when facing Zhao Wendao, he did not back down in the slightest.
"..."
Zhao Wendao paused.
Whether it was Zhong Yi or Lu Ze, both were his precious disciples.
With two of them speaking up for that demonic cultivator in succession, there was likely a hidden truth to this matter. Those street rumors were very likely not unfounded.
But sitting in the position of Great Elder, there were indeed some matters that were difficult for him to interfere with.
"Although this request is unreasonable... it is, after all, the reward for the first place. Delaying this matter slightly to interrogate him before execution is not completely out of the question."
"No."
Zhang Yuxian sneered and shook his head.
With a wave of his large hand, the massive array in the center of the Demon Execution Platform lit up.
The next moment,
the young demonic cultivator known as Master Qing, along with the mortal girl with a dirty face, were teleported directly here from the depths of the dungeon.
"Demonic cultivators..."
"Must die!"
Zhang Yuxian roared furiously.
Under the despairing gazes of the young man and the girl, Zhang Yuxian's ferocious Buddha avatar appeared once again.
Purple lightning surged at Zhao Wendao's fingertips.
After a moment of hesitation, he extinguished the purple lightning and turned his back with a complex expression...
...
...
At the borders of the Great Qian Kingdom, deep within the Sunset Immortal Valley.
A scruffy, burly male cultivator had just exited the illusion realm, exhaling a breath of impure qi with a complicated mood.
Qin Ming had just lent his spiritual energy to three strangers, his fellow cultivators, helping them to slay Shi Dan and save Su Di'er.
Recalling everything he had experienced in the illusion realm, he could not help but rub his eyes.
"Illusion realms, illusion realms... I always heard Old Huang babbling about this stuff, but I never expected it to be so profound and mysterious!"
After muttering to himself for a bit, he entered the illusion realm again and opened the forum section for This Demonic Cultivator is Not Too Cold.
Players were still tirelessly and enthusiastically discussing everything related to the illusion realm.
[Let me show everyone the paper crane my Su Di'er folded for me.]
[Fellow Daoists, let us share a thousand ways to torture Shi Dan.]
[Just cleared it, feeling complicated... I plan to start over. This time, I will never let Su Di'er temper her body and step onto the path of cultivation...]
[How is the illusion realm ranking? Can I get first place?]
...
After briefly skimming through a few posts and sharing his own thoughts, Qin Ming made another post:
[Are there any other fellow Daoists who need to borrow spiritual energy? Leave your names quickly.]
As soon as the post went up, someone quickly responded.
[Holy crap! Which number is this? Can you hold up, fellow Daoist!?]
[This is the fourth one, right... You are way too fierce, fellow Daoist! Will your spiritual energy not be overdrawn?]
[Immortal Qinming... Your Excellency could not actually be an immortal, right?]
[Me, me! Big boss, help me!!]
...
Immortal Qinming was Qin Ming's screen name.
Originally, he wanted to use his Daoist title, Daoist Qingming, but unfortunately, that name had already been taken, so he casually used a homophone.
As for his spiritual energy being overdrawn...
Merely sharing a bit of Golden Core realm spiritual energy was easier for him than breathing for an ordinary person.
Just as Qin Ming was about to help the fourth netizen, a highlighted post was suddenly pushed in front of him:
[The Past and Present Lives of Su Di'er: Will She Also Lose Her Li Ang?]
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)
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!"
invincible power, Gu Changge transmigrates into a fantasy world, bound to a sign-in system that grants him cultivation rewards and various peerless treasures daily. While others struggle desperately to break through their cultivation realms, he has long since reached the pinnacle of the Great Dao, becoming a reclusive Emperor whose true strength even he himself cannot fathom. Originally planning to lie low and retire peacefully on Purple Bamboo Peak, the system suddenly issues a new task — take on disciples. With no other choice, Gu Changge casually picks up a few disciples: The eldest disciple, born with a War God Constitution, is thrown a copy of "War God Stratagems" by him, and ends up conquering the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, becoming a peerless War God who sweeps across the cosmos. The second disciple, possessing a Chaos Sword Body, can break all techniques with a single sword, his swordsmanship unmatched throughout history. He points his sword at the heavens: "My master said, the sword and the man stand together. If the sword perishes... my master will give me another one." The third disciple, a reborn Empress who returns to her throne, her elegance and grace overshadowing all beings. And without anyone noticing, his own sect, the Qingxuan Sect, has become the number one sect on the continent. Looking at these unbelievably formidable disciples, Gu Changge, holding the "Primordial Purple Qi" he just signed in for, falls into deep thought: — Wasn't this supposed to be a peaceful retirement? How did I become the ultimate master?!
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? ...
