Three Hours, Enough

【Righteous Path Cultivator Yang Zhengxin leads the challenge against the host's strength! To defend the dignity of the demonic path, you must make these doubters pay in blood!】

【Mission: Within one day, kill 1,000 or more cultivators】

【Reward: A demonic path treasure, with grade dependent on mission completion】

Reading the system's mission prompt, Lu Ze's eyes instantly lit up.

However, before he could speak, Zhao Wendao beside him spoke first.

"Elder Yang, this is the Lingxiao Sect."

Zhao Wendao, usually amiable, now spoke in a tone so chilling it was terrifying.

Crackling blue arcs of electricity flickered around him as he glared at Yang Zhengxin with clear hostility.

"You’ve repeatedly doubted my sect’s disciple. What? Do you think these old bones of mine can’t see clearly anymore?"

Faced with Zhao Wendao’s questioning, Yang Zhengxin’s expression darkened, remaining silent for a long time.

Though domineering, he didn’t dare act too recklessly in another sect’s territory.

"Haha, of course not, of course not."

Yang Zhengxin forced a laugh, waving his hand with feigned magnanimity.

"It’s normal for a young man to have some talent, but matters of secret realms require experience. I’m not the only one worried he might not be up to the task."

Hearing this, several elders from other sects nodded in agreement.

"Elder Yang speaks the truth! Even if he has the ability, his experience and insight are far from sufficient."

"I agree with Elder Yang’s view."

"Since when does an inner disciple test a true disciple? And this one is only at the Foundation Establishment realm..."

...

Seeing the others voice their support, Yang Zhengxin relaxed.

"You’re called Lu Ze, right? Let me ask you—have you ever explored a secret realm before?"

"No."

"Since you haven’t, why do you think you’re capable of creating something comparable to a secret realm?"

"First, it’s not me who thinks so—it’s Elder Zhao."

Lu Ze smiled faintly.

"Second..."

"I do have the ability, and I can make it."

Yang Zhengxin was momentarily stunned before quickly retorting, "Good! Truly the arrogance of youth! If you can’t prove your capability here today, I won’t accept it!"

Originally, with Zhao Wendao shielding him, no matter how forceful Yang Zhengxin was, he couldn’t touch Lu Ze.

Yet, this brat had the audacity to provoke him instead?

Wasn’t this handing him an opportunity on a silver platter?

"How does Elder Yang wish me to prove it?"

Lu Ze immediately took the bait, afraid Zhao Wendao might refuse on his behalf.

If refused, completing the system mission would become difficult.

Besides, this was a once-in-a-lifetime chance to promote his new game—and a legitimate way to scam people and earn demonic path points.

On the other side, Yang Zhengxin was equally eager, fearing Zhao Wendao might cut him off.

"It’s simple."

"Secret realms are filled with intricate and deadly mechanisms."

"The rarer the realm, the more complex and lethal its traps."

"If you can create a mechanism comparable to an ordinary secret realm, I’ll believe you!"

Zhao Wendao could only watch helplessly, unable to get a word in.

How had these two ended up clashing so quickly?

It was as if they’d planned it!

"May I ask, Elder Yang, how will the mechanism be judged? What counts as passing?"

Lu Ze pressed further.

"Hmph, no need to worry. The five great sects have clear grading standards for secret realms and mechanisms. As long as you reach the most basic Tier C, I won’t give you trouble."

Seeing Lu Ze take the bait, Yang Zhengxin relaxed, answering leisurely.

Though Tier C mechanisms were common, their design and complexity were far beyond what an average person could achieve.

He truly didn’t believe a mere Foundation Establishment disciple could pull it off.

Noticing Lu Ze’s slight frown, Yang Zhengxin’s mood improved.

‘So full of yourself, aren’t you? Don’t hesitate now!’

He sneered inwardly.

Yet, to his surprise,

After a brief pause, the young man below uttered something shocking:

"Then..."

"What if none of the esteemed guests here can pass the mechanism?"

"What tier would that be?"

The moment these words were spoken,

The entire hall fell into dead silence.

"Hahaha, HAHAHA...!!"

Yang Zhengxin burst into laughter as if he’d heard the funniest joke.

"If you have that ability, it would be beyond Tier A... an Immortal-tier mechanism!"

The others joined in the laughter.

An Immortal-tier mechanism?

Only recorded in ancient texts!

Even if such a mechanism existed in reality, no information about the secret realm would survive.

Because no one who entered would ever return alive!

A Foundation Establishment disciple who’d never explored a secret realm, boasting he could design an Immortal-tier mechanism—wasn’t that laughable?

Lu Ze paid no mind to their reactions, simply nodding to himself. "Good, so that counts as passing."

"You’re saying the mechanism you design can reach Immortal-tier?"

"Whether it reaches Immortal-tier or not, I’m not sure, but you all won’t solve it anytime soon."

Lu Ze answered with utter calm.

The faces of the sect elders on the platform, however, darkened considerably.

"Fine!"

Yang Zhengxin, furious to the point of laughter, slammed the table and stood.

"Let’s see what kind of mechanism you can design that even I can’t solve! I’ll give you three days—is that enough!?"

"Three days?"

Lu Ze scoffed, leisurely raising three fingers.

"Three hours will suffice."

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