“Isolate the Heavenly Dao? But all illusions are governed by the Heavenly Dao… How could one isolate it?”
A flicker of confusion crossed White Crane’s face as he asked instinctively.
Even though Heart Demon was a rare realm-union master second to none in this world, going head-on against the Heavenly Dao was something White Crane would never join in, fearing death.
“The starting point is in the illusion… but the ending doesn’t have to be.”
Heart Demon spoke slowly.
The first challenge, despite sealing off nearly all types of illusions and holding an absolute advantage, the Illusion Alliance still lost.
Continuing to clash head-on in the illusion realm was clearly unwise.
So he decisively abandoned the illusion realm and chose to change direction.
“How do we do it, then?”
White Crane remained puzzled.
“Simple.”
Heart Demon stood up, walked to the balcony of the floating pavilion, and gazed down at Leisure Cloud Lake from a height.
“Turn the illusion realm into a secret realm…”
“Shift the judging criteria from illusions to reality.”
“That way, he loses his greatest trump card!”
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The next day.
At Leisure Cloud Lake, which had been bustling the day before, nearly half the people were gone.
Lu Ze’s “Slaughter Immortal Tower” was too shocking for many; their last glimmer of hope was shattered, and they chose to withdraw from the exchange meet.
Those who remained were mostly ambitious cultivators or those dead set on joining the Illusion Alliance.
Before noon, the cultivators who had gathered early huddled in small groups, whispering among themselves.
Most were still discussing how utterly astonishing Lu Ze’s move yesterday had been.
After all, the legend of a Nascent Soul realm cultivator crippling a Divine Transformation true disciple with a single slap was even more striking than “Slaughter Immortal Tower” demolishing 148 other illusions.
Some said Lu Ze didn’t abide by decorum and struck with zero starting motion; others claimed Han Xian was too careless and didn’t even set up a defense; still others swore the illusion reward granted by the Heavenly Dao was some kind of ancient technique for leaping realms…
The Green Mountain Sect was furious about the incident, but could do nothing.
The truth was, it was Zhang Yuxian who had made a splash by announcing the bet between the two.
Terms like “no magical treasures” and “life or death upon fate” were Han Xian’s own words.
Even if Han Xian was crippled and his soul damaged, the Green Mountain Sect had to swallow their pride publicly.
Now, under the spread of rumor among cultivators, the tale of a Divine Transformation cultivator from the Green Mountain Sect being crippled in soul by a Nascent Soul slap grew wider and wider, becoming a laughingstock discussed idly at tea breaks.
“Brother Lu… has arrived!”
The stir among the crowd halted abruptly, and they gave way to Lu Ze of their own accord.
After all, Old Demon Lu’s reputation was well known.
Though everyone had originally only feared being targeted in illusions, after Lu Ze shattered Han Xian’s dream of becoming a realm master with a single slap, the cultivators now held a reverence for Lu Ze even in reality.
“Oh? Everyone’s being so polite today?”
Lu Ze raised an eyebrow. He had planned to randomly snag a few unlucky sods and shut them up, but now he abandoned the idea.
“Of course—yesterday’s move of yours, Brother Lu, was so fast even I barely saw it… No wonder Sister Li said your talent is not inferior to hers.”
Zhong Yi exclaimed in admiration.
“So it was you who said that…”
Lu Ze gave Zhong Yi a look of gentle resentment, then waved his hand dismissively.
“That Female Demon—I can’t beat her, can’t beat her.”
Yesterday, Li Moran, who had somehow gotten word, immediately challenged Lu Ze to a spar once they returned.
Though Lu Ze didn’t fear Divine Transformation cultivators, that only applied to mediocrities like Han Xian.
With a prodigy like Li Moran, he’d inevitably get a thorough beating.
“Ha, you’re being too modest, Brother Lu… Ah, noon has arrived.”
Zhong Yi composed himself.
Mists surged over Leisure Cloud Lake again, but this time, no enormous dais appeared.
Rakshasa flew in the air, accompanied by a round, middle-aged man.
“Strange—no illusion tower or dais this time…”
Frowning in confusion, Zhong Yi muttered to himself:
“They can’t not be a realm this time, right?”
Just as he was wondering, Rakshasa pointed at the plump middle-aged man beside him and introduced:
“Fellow cultivators, allow me to introduce this… the owner of the largest trade consortium in the Great Qian Dynasty, the Soaring Cloud Consortium—Boss Qian.”
“Boss Qian is the sponsor for this exchange meet of my Illusion Alliance. So, the second challenge will be decided by him.”
With that, Rakshasa stepped back, and Qian Wancai narrowed his smiling eyes, cleared his throat, and said:
“I’m just a common man, only a little talented in business dealings. Now, I’ve been asked to set a challenge for all of you immortal masters—Qian is truly honored!”
“As for the path of illusions, I can’t judge that… But Elder Rakshasa tells me that illusions and secret realms are similar, the only difference being that illusions lack physical substance.”
“I have nothing else to ask, only one task for you immortal masters—”
“Not long ago, my Soaring Cloud Consortium acquired the second-largest auction house in the Great Qian Dynasty, and our warehouses are piled high with treasures—too many to count.”
“Since all you immortal masters are so capable, could you help me sell off those accumulated treasures as quickly as possible, please?”
“But, well…”
Qian Wancai’s eyes shifted nervously.
“What my consortium needs is cold, hard cash, so I hope you fellows will achieve it via the method of secret realms.”
Once Qian Wancai finished, Rakshasa smiled and stepped forward, waving his hand grandly.
Gigantic golden characters shimmered above Leisure Cloud Lake:
Challenge: Auction
Requirement 1: Complete in the form of a secret realm.
Requirement 2: The secret realm is to be opened only to subjects of the Great Qian Dynasty.
Time Limit: 7 days
Scoring: The greater the profit from the secret realm auction, the higher the score.
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