Behind the Illusory Realm training hall, on a hillside, lay a vast open space.
At this moment, it was packed with onlookers—disciples eager to witness the rare spectacle of a live spar between two elite disciples.
In the center of the crowd,
Zhong Yi stood with golden Dao patterns shimmering across his back, six colossal golden arms faintly materializing around him.
Zhou Yue wielded black-and-red karma flames, a ferocious fiery vajra guardian looming above his head.
"Brother Zhong, your [Great Dao True Word Art] seems to have improved significantly, hasn’t it?"
"Likewise, Brother Zhou. Your [Karmic Flame Lotus Technique] is even stronger than during our last bout. Have you nearly purified all the sin and calamity in your fate?"
The two exchanged a knowing smile.
In the next instant, their figures vanished, golden and black-red spiritual energy clashing violently, explosions reverberating through the air.
"Stop hopping around like that!"
"You—how dare you count 'three-two-one-zero'? What kind of nonsense is that?"
"What’s wrong with counting to zero after one?"
"What’s wrong with calling it a 'small hop' when the distance is shorter?"
"Three-two-one, I’ll smash your tiny head in!"
"Three-two-one-zero, I’ll smash your head in!"
……
The fight only ceased when Zhao Wendao and Lin Qingxuan arrived.
With a grim expression, Zhao Wendao escorted the two to the control room where Lu Ze was stationed.
"You’re telling me this is a team trial illusion???"
Zhao Wendao pointed at the illusion projection titled [Four Must Walk Together], staring at Lu Ze in disbelief.
"Correct."
Lu Ze nodded without a hint of guilt.
"Then why are the disciples outside… acting like that??"
Zhao Wendao gave Zhong Yi and Zhou Yue a strange look.
The two weren’t truly fighting—they had just gotten heated in the illusion and decided to spar outside.
After all, even without the illusion, they often sparred as close friends.
But if even elite disciples could come to blows, what about the others?
From what Zhao Wendao had seen, many disciples were already smacking each other’s heads with chains inside the illusion.
It was only a matter of time before it escalated into real-life brawls.
How could a team trial end up like this?
This was more like torture!
"It proves their teamwork can’t withstand the test!"
Lu Ze replied matter-of-factly.
Zhou Yue and Zhong Yi exchanged glances, both letting out awkward chuckles.
"Master, Junior Brother Lu is right. Our team failed the illusion’s trial!"
Zhong Yi bowed deeply to Zhao Wendao in apology.
"I agree with Brother Zhong. This disciple is willing to accept punishment!"
Zhou Yue added, lowering his head.
Seeing the elite disciples admit this, Zhao Wendao and Lin Qingxuan grew even more puzzled.
If even elites couldn’t pass, what kind of illusion was this?
"I’ve prepared a special solo version. Why don’t the two elders give it a try?"
Lu Ze smiled faintly, producing a customized illusion he had prepared in advance.
Their curiosity piqued, Zhao Wendao and Lin Qingxuan entered the trial.
The map was the same, the challenges identical.
The only difference?
This was a solo version.
Without the chains or teammates restricting them, the two elders cleared the 1,000-foot leap with ease.
"You’re saying the disciples are struggling with this illusion?"
Lin Qingxuan remained skeptical, half-suspecting Lu Ze of trickery.
"Absolutely. You can ask Senior Brothers Zhong and Zhou if you don’t believe me."
Lu Ze nodded.
"Master, it’s true… Earlier, Brother Zhong and I were stuck at 600 feet, completely unable to progress!"
Zhou Yue confirmed.
"Preposterous! How could such a simple illusion trouble you? You’ve shamed the title of elite disciples!"
Zhao Wendao scolded, his face dark with anger.
"Elders, please calm down."
Lu Ze stepped forward with a smile, explaining:
"The illusion itself isn’t difficult. Any inner disciple could clear it easily."
"The challenge lies in teamwork."
"If even one person’s rhythm is off, the whole team suffers… Look here."
He pointed to a projection in the control room.
Three disciples leaped in perfect sync, only to be dragged down by the fourth, who was half a beat too slow—sending all four plummeting.
Watching this, Zhao Wendao and Lin Qingxuan began to understand why even elite disciples struggled.
"Conversely, if the team works in harmony, they could clear the illusion in just fifteen minutes."
Lu Ze shook his head with a chuckle.
"The difficulty isn’t in the illusion or cultivation level… but in the team itself."
"Isn’t that the essence of a team trial?"
His words left Zhao Wendao and Lin Qingxuan momentarily speechless.
Having experienced the solo version’s simplicity, they had to admit Lu Ze made sense.
If they couldn’t even manage basic teamwork, how could they call themselves a righteous sect?
Recalling the chaos he’d witnessed earlier, Zhao Wendao gnashed his teeth in fury:
"Fine… It seems they’ve grown too comfortable! They can’t even maintain the slightest discipline!"
"At this rate, what difference is there between them and those selfish demonic cultivators?!"
"Lu Ze, relay my order!"
"Every disciple in the sect must clear this illusion!"
"We must rectify this team mentality—starting now!"
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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.
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."
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
