Zhong Yi frowned. Without turning around, he knew it was Han Xian from Green Mountain Sect.
He was also the creator of The Pagoda Wonderland.
Since the last gate-blocking incident, the relations between Spirit Firmament Sect and Green Mountain Sect had deteriorated severely.
Han Xian and Zhong Yi had old grudges. Months ago, Han Xian had ambushed Zhong Yi at the Ascension Base, only to be humiliated when Zhong Yi blocked the bridge in return.
“How about coming to Green Mountain Sect for some advanced training?”
Han Xian was followed by an elder from Green Mountain Sect. With someone backing him up, he spoke more boldly, not bothering to hide his smug expression.
“In my opinion, there’s no need for advanced training at Green Mountain Sect, is there? You can’t learn anything good, but you’ll pick up a whole bunch of crooked tricks.”
Zhao Wendao glanced at them, and a purple divine thunderbolt instantly landed a millimeter in front of Han Xian. The terrifying pressure made the latter wet his pants in fright.
“Brother Han, isn’t it a bit early to belittle my Spirit Firmament Sect? Junior Brother Lu hasn’t even made a move yet…”
Zhong Yi stared at the other’s slightly unnatural lower-body movements and couldn’t help but feel like laughing.
“I’m telling you, even if he does make a move, it won’t matter! Do you know how many cultivators have played The Pagoda Wonderland?”
With Zhong Yi glaring at him like that, Han Xian flew into a rage out of humiliation. He clapped his hands and projected the illusion data of The Pagoda Wonderland before everyone.
“Three days! One hundred thousand! One hundred thousand, exactly!!”
“Tell me, how does a card-game illusion climb a pagoda?”
“And how can it attract one hundred thousand cultivators to play!?”
Just then,
on the lakeshore, at the very edge of the platform,
Pagoda No. 749 suddenly opened.
Lu Ze’s figure instantly appeared between Zhong Yi and Han Xian. He looked coldly at Han Xian and said with a slight curl of his lips:
“Get lost.”
“You…!”
Han Xian was about to flare up, but remembering the grand elder’s advice, he held himself back.
Never get into a direct conflict with Lu Ze over illusions!
The last Green Mountain Sect true disciple who tried that had ended up a cripple.
He had only intended to mock Zhong Yi and get back at him for the earlier loss of face.
Now that Lu Ze had appeared, no matter how humiliated he felt, he had to endure it.
Otherwise, if Lu Ze summoned that remnant heavenly soul again, the outcome would be hard to predict.
“True Disciple Lu, don’t forget the rules of the exchange meeting… no external promotion is allowed!”
Han Xian’s words were polite, but his eyes were dark and sinister.
One of the exchange meeting’s rules forbade self-promotion, at least openly.
Everyone knew this rule was specifically aimed at Lu Ze.
How massive was Lu Ze’s illusion scale?
For starters, posting an announcement in Operation Immortal Abyss meant even a random illusion he created would attract hundreds of thousands of cultivators to try it.
For others, this rule made no difference—they could simply promote under a different identity and no one would notice.
But for Lu Ze, it was different.
As soon as he used any resources from his illusions, everyone would know immediately.
Without a massive audience base, Han Xian didn’t believe a card-game illusion could reach the level of one hundred thousand cultivators.
After all, his own one hundred thousand cultivators were the result of using multiple underhanded methods.
“A mere hundred thousand, and you dare to brag?”
Lu Ze sneered.
For Han Xian to act so arrogantly, he must have the support of the Illusion Alliance behind him.
If he had quietly hid behind the Illusion Alliance, it would have been fine. But now he dared to come right to their doorstep and act cocky?
“You…!”
Han Xian couldn’t take such provocation. His spiritual energy immediately burst into chaos.
But the next second, a single indifferent glare from Zhao Wendao extinguished his anger.
“Junior Brother Lu, don’t bother getting angry over such scum… If it weren’t for the elders from both sides being present, I would have made a move long ago,” Zhong Yi sent a divine sense transmission to Lu Ze’s ear.
Lu Ze understood.
Although Spirit Firmament Sect and Green Mountain Sect had long-standing tensions, they were still two of the Five Great Sects on the surface.
Starting a fight over a petty quarrel like this would be hard to justify.
But Lu Ze wasn’t willing to be a pushover.
“So, as long as it’s justified, I can strike?”
Lu Ze chuckled and sent a transmission back to Zhong Yi.
Just as the latter was baffled, Lu Ze suddenly spoke out loud:
“Since Brother Han is so confident, how about we make a bet?”
“What bet? Sect matters—I can’t decide that.”
Han Xian saw Zhong Yi and Lu Ze exchanging transmissions for quite a while and suddenly playing this trick, so he grew wary.
He didn’t know who would win or lose in an illusion contest, but everyone knew Lu Ze had plenty of tricks up his sleeve.
“If you win this match, I’ll take off all my magical artifacts and take one blow from you,” Lu Ze said with a grin.
“And if I lose?”
Han Xian frowned, sensing a trap.
Even if he won, there wasn’t any real benefit?
“If you lose, you take one blow from me,” Lu Ze squinted and continued.
Han Xian was a bit confused. He turned back to look at the Green Mountain Sect elder.
After a moment of dumbfounded silence, the elder nodded.
Lu Ze was a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, while Han Xian was at the early-stage Deity Transformation level.
If he lost, eating a punch from Lu Ze would be no big deal.
If he won, landing a palm strike on Lu Ze would be lethal!
No loss if he lost, a huge gain if he won—
How could this be such a great deal?!
“Deal!”
Han Xian nodded ecstatically, afraid Lu Ze would back out.
“Then sign this spiritual contract.”
Lu Ze quickly tossed out a spiritual contract.
He was also afraid the other would run away.
With his current strength, as long as it wasn’t a freakish Deity Transformation cultivator like Li Moran, he could hold his own for a few exchanges.
Han Xian, just an average true disciple, would be lucky to endure even one blow from Lu Ze—only if Lu Ze hadn’t rested well the night before!
This chance to openly beat up an opponent was not to be missed.
Behind Lu Ze, Nangong Yuan, Zhao Wendao, and Zhong Yi were all dumbfounded at the same time.
What was this move?
They couldn’t figure it out in that moment.
By the time they tried to stop him, Lu Ze had already handed over the spiritual contract!
“That rebellious disciple…”
Nangong Yuan furiously stroked his beard, terrified that something might happen to Lu Ze.
“It’s alright, Elder Nangong. When it comes to illusions, Junior Brother Lu can’t lose,” Zhong Yi said with a smile, trying to console him.
“Ah!! That only makes me more worried!!!”
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