【Moran: Come to World Tree for a Visit】
The moment Lu Ze saw Li Moran’s message, his eyebrows shot up.
Clearly, she had run into a bottleneck. She simply couldn’t get past the final boss and wanted to ask him about some new techniques.
But Lu Ze had been planning to fleece Li Moran for a few more benefits, so naturally, he had no intention of granting her request.
【Realm Master Lu Ze: Come on, I’m the foremost Realm Master of the current age, you know. I have a lot of illusion realms to deal with.】
【Moran: I heard you’ve returned to the Lingxiao Sect... Should I come over?】
【Realm Master Lu Ze: Little Lu is on his way!】
...
Lu Ze’s figure appeared instantly in Zhong Yi’s Pal world.
At that moment, Li Moran was standing before the sealed secret realm deep within the World Tree, apparently lost in thought.
When Lu Ze appeared, the Sword Immortal Li who was usually aloof and seemingly omnipotent in the eyes of countless disciples did not bother with any formalities. She got straight to the point.
“I can’t beat it.”
She pointed toward the secret realm before them, where the Withered Star Dragon awaited as the final boss.
“This is the last battle in the illusion realm. It’s only natural that it would be somewhat difficult.”
Lu Ze began spouting nonsense without the slightest hint of shame.
“I had Senior Brother Zhong study it. Based on the attributes of those two inside, without the help of Pals, it’s simply impossible to kill them in time, no matter how much I strengthen myself.”
Li Moran’s willow brows drew together, and her tone grew increasingly puzzled.
On one side was the universally acknowledged strategy master of the illusion realm. On the other was the realm’s actual creator. For a moment, she genuinely had no idea whom to believe.
The corner of Lu Ze’s mouth twitched slightly.
Good grief. Zhong Yi had actually calculated that the DPS ceiling was too low...
“Perhaps there’s some technique that could make up for it? Why don’t you think it over again?”
Lu Ze maintained strict control over his expression and coaxed her with an utterly serious face.
“There really are such techniques?”
Li Moran raised her brows slightly, and a glimmer appeared in her icy eyes.
“Of course!”
Lu Ze nodded with absolute certainty.
“Then go in and show me right now.”
As she spoke, Li Moran was about to activate the Calamity Secret Realm.
“Uh...?”
Lu Ze was instantly dumbfounded.
This wasn’t right.
Wasn’t the script supposed to be that, after learning there was a hidden technique she hadn’t grasped, Li Moran would continue spending time pondering her own shortcomings?
What was with asking him to demonstrate it on the spot?
Wouldn’t demonstrating it expose the lie immediately?
Without any Pals at all, including the passive abilities of support-type Pals, the player character’s DPS ceiling was simply not high enough to kill the Withered Star Dragon and Zenala.
Even Lu Ze would be helpless unless he modified the illusion realm’s data.
Lu Ze’s momentary daze was enough for Li Moran to instantly understand what was going on.
“Wait, let me explain...”
Before Lu Ze could finish speaking, Li Moran’s figure vanished from the illusion realm.
“Uh...”
Lu Ze blinked and couldn’t help shivering.
“Why do I feel...”
“...a chill down my back?”
That day.
It was the sixth month of the year.
Lingyu Pavilion was struck by a heavy snowfall, a hailstorm, and even a rain of broadswords.
...
...
Luofeng Continent.
A black-clad sword cultivator wearing a mask and carrying a heavy sword appeared within the Phantom Alliance’s hidden realm.
“Elder Chen, there’s no need to be so formal.”
The Heart Demon’s voice suddenly rang out. The black-clad cultivator abruptly retreated several steps and instinctively summoned a green sword.
With his own strength, he had actually failed to notice when the Heart Demon had appeared.
The black-clad cultivator’s breathing tightened.
“I heard that everyone who joins the Phantom Alliance appears in a mask... So I followed local custom. Please don’t misunderstand.”
Seeing that the other party had no hostile intentions, the black-clad cultivator withdrew his sword and cupped his fists.
“Elder Chen, let’s go inside and talk.”
As the Heart Demon’s voice faded, the surrounding scenery of the hidden realm shifted. In the blink of an eye, the black-clad swordsman found himself standing at the center of a small island in the middle of a lake.
The Heart Demon was seated across from him, leisurely sipping tea.
“Could you be... the leader of the Phantom Alliance?”
The black-clad swordsman asked cautiously.
People outside all said that the mysterious leader behind the Phantom Alliance possessed extraordinary strength, yet no one had ever seen him in person.
At that moment, the Heart Demon made no effort to conceal his aura as a Soul Formation cultivator. Even the black-clad swordsman, who was accustomed to throwing his weight around, had no choice but to restrain himself.
“That would be me. Elder Chen, you may call me... the Heart Demon.”
The Heart Demon calmly set down his teacup.
“Senior, may I ask why you summoned me?”
The black-clad swordsman asked with utmost caution.
“It concerns your sect’s Dao-Seeking Sword Ruins next month.”
The moment the Heart Demon finished speaking, Chen Yuan’s brows drew sharply together.
He was the Grand Elder of the Boundless Sword Sect.
The Dao-Seeking Sword Ruins was the Boundless Sword Sect’s once-in-a-decade sword debate conference, held to display the sect’s strength to the world.
“The Dao-Seeking Sword Ruins... Why are you asking about it?”
Chen Yuan looked at the Heart Demon warily.
That bizarre, unfathomable mask made it impossible for him to see through the man.
“Now that the world has entered the age of illusion realms, why doesn’t the Boundless Sword Sect use an illusion realm as the Sword Ruins and invite people from across the world to come and debate the Dao of the sword?”
The Heart Demon smiled faintly.
“The illusion realm? No, no, that won’t do...”
The moment he heard the words “illusion realm,” Chen Yuan waved his hands as though facing a deadly threat.
“Senior, I’m not a fool... Everyone under the heavens knows about the Phantom Alliance’s open conflict with Lu Ze. The Boundless Sword Sect has no desire to get involved.”
Chen Yuan shook his head with a bitter smile.
This was not merely his own opinion. It was also the opinion of Sect Master Wei Chengfeng.
Two years ago, Boundless Sword Sect Elder Jiang Lingfeng had entered the Phantom Alliance in secret and provoked Lu Ze’s Eternal Calamity. Lu Ze and the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao had pursued him all the way to the sect’s gates...
The Boundless Sword Sect had not only lost face, but had also angered the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao, effectively losing half of its share of the Heavenly Dao’s opportunities.
The blow to the sect’s vitality had been immense.
From then on, Wei Chengfeng had personally ordered that no one was to provoke Lu Ze.
And now the Phantom Alliance not only wanted to drag them into the conflict, it also wanted to use the Boundless Sword Sect’s all-important Dao-Seeking Sword Ruins to make a spectacle?
It was practically pushing them into a fire pit.
Chen Yuan refused without a second thought.
“What if I told you... Lu Ze won’t participate?”
The Heart Demon smiled with confidence.
“What do you mean?”
Chen Yuan frowned.
He did not want to continue the conversation, but the other party was a Soul Formation expert, and Chen Yuan did not dare to leave by force. He could only follow the opening and ask.
“People everywhere rush about for profit. What attraction would the rewards of the Dao-Seeking Sword Ruins hold for someone who doesn’t cultivate the sword?”
The Heart Demon turned the question around.
Chen Yuan fell silent and thought it over.
What the Heart Demon said was indeed true. Every time Lu Ze took action, there had been something in it for him.
For example, the illusion realm rewards granted by the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao included rare ancient treasures.
Or, like the Phantom Alliance’s competitions and the Beast Taming Sect’s requests, they could offer rare treasures such as Voidheart Crystals as rewards.
What were the rewards for the Dao-Seeking Sword Ruins?
The opportunity to enter the Boundless Sword Sect’s forbidden sword mound and choose an innate sword embryo.
Such a reward was indeed an unparalleled blessing for a sword cultivator.
But to Lu Ze, it was completely useless.
“Yet the reward is just as meaningless to you. Why does the Phantom Alliance want it?”
Chen Yuan was still confused.
“Lu Ze seeks profit...”
The Heart Demon sneered.
“We seek fame.”
Throughout the world, illusion realms recognized only Lu Ze.
The Heart Demon had to find a way to break out of this predicament.
Otherwise, once the true age of the great illusion realms arrived, it would have no chance of competing with Lu Ze for the Heavenly Dao’s attention.
“But what if...?”
Chen Yuan was still hesitant.
After all, using an illusion realm to host the Dao-Seeking Sword Mound would bring no benefit whatsoever to either the Limitless Sword Sect or himself.
Not to mention, what if it provoked Lu Ze once again, leaving the Limitless Sword Sect to serve as the stepping stone for the Soaring Firmament Sect?
By now, the Soaring Firmament Sect was showing signs of rising above the five great sects.
If things went wrong and Lu Ze managed to make a name for himself within the Dao-Seeking Sword Mound using an illusion realm...
Then the Limitless Sword Sect would truly lose all face.
“Even if he really comes, it won’t matter.”
“How so?”
“What if my sword dao illusion realm contains a great opportunity bestowed by the Heavenly Dao?”
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