Misunderstanding I Am a Genuine Righteous Cultivator from an Orthodox Background

"Oh? Is that so?"

Lu Ze feigned innocence in his retort.

Of course there was.

In fact, Lu Ze had deliberately designed it that way.

Originally, he hadn’t even planned to create a proper campaign mode—just a simple tutorial would have sufficed.

But what could he do? The system had triggered a mission: ensure the demonic faction’s victory in the war between righteousness and evil.

For this tiny drop of vinegar, Lu Ze had gone out of his way to prepare an entire plate of dumplings.

The campaign mode spanned a full six chapters.

On the surface, it appeared to guide players through reliving the righteous path’s rise to power.

In reality, it subjected players to six different kinds of brutal beatdowns.

While players were still busy upgrading their sects, high-level demonic forces had already surrounded them in droves.

Given the current skill level of players, victory was outright impossible.

"Outrageous! I’ve already questioned the disciples of the Qingshan Sect—you’ve maliciously distorted the truth, slandering the strength of righteous sects while glorifying the demonic faction as invincible… Could it be that you stand on the side of the demonic path!?"

Yang Zhengxin immediately challenged.

"A misunderstanding, Elder Yang! This junior is a righteous disciple through and through!"

Without batting an eye, Lu Ze released his aura—a surge of righteous energy so pure it stung the eyes.

"This junior merely referenced ancient records of the war between righteousness and evil, using the most desperate period of the righteous path as the backdrop. How could that be called malicious slander?"

"Wasn’t this junior’s intention to honor our predecessors, who carved a path of survival from a world shrouded by the demonic faction’s tyranny? How is that distorting the truth?"

"Back then, when righteous powerhouses fell and the demonic faction reigned supreme, the four great sects still managed to hold their ground… If our generation fails to do the same, wouldn’t that disgrace the righteous path’s legacy?"

"This junior designed it this way so fellow cultivators could appreciate how hard-won this golden age truly is. If Elder Yang finds it inappropriate, I’ll go lower the difficulty right away!"

Lu Ze’s performance was so righteous and impassioned, his voice trembling with emotion, that it moved everyone present.

"Old Man Yang! What’s the meaning of slandering my Lingxiao Sect’s disciple like this!?"

Zhao Wendao’s face darkened, purple lightning flickering ominously behind him.

"I think this young man makes a fair point… The righteous path back then truly had it rough."

Lin Anzai nodded in agreement.

"Elder Yang, don’t be hasty. Let’s observe further…"

Li Jiujian also chimed in to mediate.

In an instant, Yang Zhengxin found himself isolated.

And no wonder.

Lu Ze had prepared his arguments well.

Among the current five great sects, aside from the Tianxuan Sect, all had risen from humble beginnings, step by step, until they became pillars of resistance against the demonic faction.

In that era, many righteous powerhouses had fallen, and the demonic faction ran rampant.

The setting of "Immortal Realm Domination" wasn’t entirely unrelated.

"You all…"

Yang Zhengxin was dumbfounded. After a long pause, he finally managed to say:

"Even so, the demonic faction shouldn’t be portrayed as utterly invincible! For all our righteous disciples to fall before them—what kind of precedent is that!?"

"Who said the demonic faction in this illusion is invincible?"

Lu Ze countered leisurely.

"If you insist on proof, this junior can demonstrate how to clear all five campaigns right here. However…"

He trailed off, a sly smile playing on his lips.

"The name of the first disciple to clear each sect’s campaign will be displayed within the illusion. For this junior to do so… might be somewhat inappropriate."

"!!!"

The disciples of the five great sects immediately perked up.

"No, no! We trust Junior Brother Lu’s integrity. The Tianxuan Sect’s affairs should be handled by its own disciples!"

"Hmph! The Yunxian Palace’s trials require no assistance from outsiders!"

"Elder Yang, this disciple misspoke earlier. It’s not truly unbeatable…"

"The Wuji Sword Sect has its own methods. A mere demonic faction can be crushed with a flip of the hand."

Disciples from every sect voiced their objections.

It was no joke—their sect’s pride was on the line.

Having another sect’s name etched into their history would be an unbearable humiliation!

"You see, Elder Yang. Even if I wanted to prove it, the other disciples wouldn’t allow it."

Lu Ze spread his hands cheerfully.

"You’d better be telling the truth, and not doing this deliberately."

Yang Zhengxin’s face darkened, but his resolve was already wavering.

Watching Yang Zhengxin’s retreating figure, Lu Ze cleared his throat and announced loudly:

"Fellow cultivators! Do not rush the campaign mode."

"Only when you’ve mastered every technique of battlefield warfare will you stand a chance at clearing your sect’s campaign."

"As for how to hone these skills… I recommend training in the [War Mode] first."

Lu Ze’s campaign mode was difficult, but not entirely insurmountable.

Each campaign consisted of three stages.

The third stage was the most suffocating in terms of difficulty.

Of course,

with flawless execution, perfect timing, and optimal strategies, victory wasn’t impossible.

For example:

Perfectly assigning labor disciples to spirit ore nodes at the start.

Using focus fire and positioning to overcome stronger enemies in battle.

Exploiting sword cultivators’ high mobility to kite enemy aggro and buy time for development…

But reaching that level of play would require months of research…

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Thunderpeak Mountain, Qingyun Pavilion.

"Damn it! Why is this so hard!?"

Zhong Yi cursed as he was once again skewered by demonic soldiers storming his command post.

Since returning from the Hall of Spiritual Awakening, he had been immersed in the illusion of "Immortal Realm Domination."

Zhong Yi was the type to obsess over challenges—the harder they were, the more determined he became to conquer them.

He had spent an eternity grinding the campaign mode.

Not just the Lingxiao Sect’s chapter.

He had tried every one of the five great sects’ campaigns.

None were easy!

Every chapter’s first stage followed the same pattern:

An introduction to the sect’s characteristics and unit types.

A brief period of peaceful development.

Then, out of nowhere, demonic armies would swarm in and slaughter him.

The silver lining?

He was lasting slightly longer than before.

It seemed he was gradually inching toward the right strategy.

"Ugh, the righteous campaigns are brutal… Wait, why is there a demonic faction chapter too?"

Zhong Yi stared at the sixth option on the main menu—the demonic campaign—curious.

"Does this mean… you can play as the demonic faction in this illusion?"

He muttered to himself.

Unable to resist, he selected the demonic chapter and entered.

What greeted him was an entirely unfamiliar starting scenario—

A fully established Tier 3 sect from the get-go.

Exquisitely crafted demonic structures stood in orderly rows.

Countless high-tier units were already assembled on the training grounds, ready to march at a moment’s notice.

"This…"

Zhong Yi was speechless.

The difference in treatment between the righteous and demonic paths was downright unfair!

In the five great sects’ campaigns, he always started from scratch.

But here? The tables had turned completely!

[Rumors suggest a few emerging righteous forces are quietly developing. As a demonic sect, you must crush them in their infancy!]

[Objective: According to intelligence, exterminate the righteous factions!]

Reading the mission prompt, Zhong Yi shook his head vehemently, his voice filled with conviction:

"Absolutely not!"

"I am a righteous cultivator. Even in an illusion, I will never side with the demonic path!"

"Order me to slaughter the righteous? I’d rather quit!"

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