Lingxiao Sect, Danqing Peak.
A gigantic black-and-crimson fire lotus suddenly blossomed atop the peak, triggering a terrifying disturbance in the heavens and earth.
In an instant, the Lingxiao Sect’s Great Elder, Zhao Wendao, and Danqing Peak’s master, Lin Qingxuan, appeared behind Zhou Yue.
After withdrawing from the illusion, Zhou Yue had sensed the karmic fire erupting within him and surging wildly through his meridians. He had decisively left Zhong Yi’s Clearwind Pavilion and come to the summit to refine it.
Yet in less than half an hour, he had already provoked such an astonishing phenomenon. His aura was now noticeably fuller and more vigorous than before.
“My good disciple… You’re about to break through!?”
Lin Qingxuan gazed at Zhou Yue with indescribable excitement.
“Not quite… but I’m close.”
Zhou Yue respectfully cupped his fists and smiled as he drew the crimson lotuses filling the sky back into his body.
“True Disciple Zhou, could this also be because of Lu Ze’s illusion?”
Zhao Wendao asked, pleasantly surprised.
“Elder Zhao, I believe so… In Junior Brother Lu’s illusion, I happened upon a recluse entangled in karmic fire. After sparring with him for quite some time while using an ordinary human body, I gained some insights and made progress in my cultivation!”
Zhou Yue answered truthfully without hiding anything.
Refining karmic fire with a cultivator’s body was one thing. Experiencing karmic fire through the body of an ordinary human was another entirely.
He had already gained some insights in the illusion, and had happened to encounter a trace of the Heavenly Dao’s opportunity. That was why he had made such progress in his cultivation. He had now reached the peak of the late Deity Transformation Realm, only a single step away from the Void Refinement Realm.
And Zhou Yue knew very well that the opportunity for his breakthrough might still be hidden within the Sculptor!
“Wonderful, wonderful… Yesterday, True Disciple Li comprehended the Returning Ruin Sword Intent in the Limitless Sword Domain, and today you’re already on the verge of breaking through to the Void Refinement Realm? It’s just that my useless disciple is hopeless—he spends all day immersed in illusions, yet hasn’t managed to comprehend a thing!”
Zhao Wendao laughingly scolded Zhong Yi, his expression one of exasperation.
“Hahaha, old Zhong would have a pretty hard time comprehending anything in an illusion like that!”
Zhou Yue immediately burst out laughing.
After all, Sekiro was an illusion that relied entirely on technique. For a clumsy player like Zhong Yi, it was nothing short of a nightmare. There was practically no chance of him comprehending any sort of opportunity from it.
“True Disciple Li battled a master swordsman and comprehended sword intent, while you fought a karmic-fire recluse and achieved a breakthrough… Could there truly be something extraordinary about this illusion of True Disciple Lu’s?”
Zhao Wendao stroked his chin, deep in thought.
Li Moran and Genichiro Ashina were both masters of swordsmanship.
Zhou Yue and the Sculptor were both burdened with karmic fire.
The opportunities both men encountered had come from opponents of the same origin as themselves.
At that thought, Zhao Wendao immediately took out a jade slip for voice transmission…
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Limitless Sword Sect, Limitless Sword Domain.
“…What? Senior Brother Zhou made a breakthrough as well?”
Hearing the news transmitted by Zhao Wendao, Lu Ze raised his brows slightly.
It seemed that although Senior Brother Zhou suffered setback after setback inside the illusion, his path to the Great Dao outside it was progressing smoothly enough.
“True Disciple Lu, you must have prepared all sorts of opportunities especially for our Lingxiao Sect… Come on, tell me quietly—are there any experts with an origin similar to mine?”
Unable to suppress his longing, Zhao Wendao lowered his voice and asked.
“Uh… about that…”
Lu Ze was momentarily taken aback.
The Sculptor and Genichiro Ashina had not been specially prepared for Zhou Yue and Li Moran. It was merely an exceptionally fortunate coincidence.
Of course, the chances of encountering an opportunity from the Heavenly Dao would indeed increase when sparring with an expert of the same origin. That possibility was not entirely out of the question.
Zhao Wendao and the other elders had been among the first victims of Lu Ze’s torture-style illusions. After dying several times on the day Sekiro was released and learning just how difficult it was, they had decisively given up.
Now that a substantial amount of demonic points had practically been delivered to his doorstep, how could Lu Ze possibly refuse?
With that thought, he beamed at Zhao Wendao and said:
“Of course there are! I guarantee it! Elder Zhao, just go to Ashina Castle and find Genichiro Ashina. His mastery of lightning techniques is sure to satisfy you!”
“Elder Lin, don’t be in such a hurry either. A physician, you say… Of course there’s one! Her name is Emma. Feel free to spar with her to your heart’s content!”
“As for my master? Ah, unfortunately, this illusion doesn’t have the blacksmith… How about I make a special illusion for him later, so the old man can challenge Yinhu to a one-on-one fight? Hahahaha…”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
