The Infinite Sword Sect, Infinite Sword Domain.
Lu Ze was in an excellent mood.
Not only was he about to complete his system mission, but Zhao Wendao had also brought the sect’s elders along to deliver themselves to him, sending his demonic points skyrocketing. He was practically beside himself with joy.
Just then, the voice transmission jade slip at his waist suddenly rang.
“What’s up, Master?”
Lu Ze answered the call with a grin, and Nangong Yuan’s already-red, utterly flushed face immediately appeared before him.
Lu Ze’s spirits lifted at once.
One glance was enough to tell him that the old man had been thoroughly brutalized in the illusion.
Since there were no characters related to artifact forging in Sekiro, Lu Ze had spent some time creating the painted world from Black Myth: Wukong separately.
The place wasn’t very large to begin with, and after removing characters like Chen Loong and Xu Dog, he had left only Yin Tiger, the blacksmith, behind to serve as the old man’s sparring partner.
When Nangong Yuan received this specially prepared new illusion last night, he had been moved to tears. He went around praising himself for having such a wonderful disciple, bragging everywhere that Lu Ze had specially created an illusion for him to aid his cultivation.
The result…
Well, everyone knows how that turned out.
Even without checking the demonic-point records in the system, one could tell just by looking at Nangong Yuan’s expression.
“So, Master, how did you sleep last night? Do you like the new illusion I personally created for you?”
Lu Ze blinked and asked innocently, putting on an obedient expression.
“You…!!!”
Nangong Yuan nearly choked on his own breath. His face turned even redder with rage.
He had counted them last night. In total, he had heard “Six Ding and Six Jia, never eat vegetarian” 372 times. His brain had been beaten into a daze.
When he finally left the illusion, even a gust of wind outside the door had made him jump, because he thought Yin Tiger had come out to capture him.
“What the hell is this? Is this thing even meant for humans to fight? Is this how you treat your master?!”
“Master, please don’t be anxious. The path to seeking the Dao is never smooth…”
“How did I end up with a disciple like you… Bah! Nangong Yuan has no disciple!”
“Hey, Master, how can you say that? This is all an expression of your disciple’s filial devotion!”
“Bah! With a disciple like you, I’ll be dead before long!”
…
After watching the old man rant furiously, his face flushed red, for quite some time, Lu Ze finally smiled and turned Nangong Yuan’s voice back on.
“Brat! This illusion of yours… Does it really help with cultivation?”
Nangong Yuan’s throat had gone somewhat hoarse from cursing, but his pursuit of the Dao still made him unwilling to give up on the illusion.
“I can’t say for sure. It’s just that Senior Brother Zhou comprehended the Dao while fighting the Sculptor, who cultivated the Karmic Fire, and Senior Sister Li comprehended the Dao while fighting Isshin Ashina, who cultivated the Sword Dao. I merely summarized the patterns behind it.”
Lu Ze shook his head and answered honestly.
The illusions he created had never been intended to help cultivators practice.
It was only after the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao took up residence there that cultivators could bask in the Heavenly Dao’s spiritual energy while inside the illusions, barely managing to connect the illusions with cultivation.
The opportunities left behind by the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao in the illusions were extremely difficult to decipher.
It was only because Sekiro’s secrets were comparatively obvious that countless cultivators had been drawn to seek out its opportunities.
“I see… So, in other words, it isn’t that you, you little brat, deliberately made things difficult for me. It’s that this blacksmith, Yin Tiger, really might hold an opportunity related to artifact forging?”
Nangong Yuan nodded to himself.
“Don’t worry, Master. If you successfully defeat Yin Tiger and still fail to gain enlightenment, I’ll give you a full set of any skins you want in Three Kingdoms Kill!”
Lu Ze patted his chest and reassured him.
“Good! With those words from you, I’ll defeat Yin Tiger even if I have to die ten thousand times!”
Nangong Yuan was suddenly moved once again.
How could he, as Lu Ze’s master, not understand his disciple’s character?
A skin was worth a great deal of spirit stones. For Lu Ze, promising one was a sincere and substantial commitment. Clearly, he wasn’t making an empty promise!
“Master, I’ve already adjusted the spirit stones in the system for you. Buy whichever skins you want.”
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