To Harm the Righteous Path, I Had No Choice But to Make Games

Phoenix Fire Pavilion.
The temporary residence for Qingshan Sect Disciples.
"What!? You mean… Disciples from other Sects are all challenging that Illusion Realm!?"
Yang Zhengxin could barely believe what he had just heard.
That Illusion Realm created by Lu Ze, he would never step foot in it a second time in this life!
But the Inner Sect Disciple said that,
all the Disciples from the other four great Sects were frantically climbing the ranks!
"Yes… And Lingxiao Sect specifically hung the ranking list in the center of Yunling Hall, so everyone can see the rankings!"
The Inner Sect Disciple who delivered the message said with a bitter expression.
"Then, how are the results of each Sect?"
"Tianxuan Sect and Lingxiao Sect have been vying for first place, Yunxian Palace is third, followed by Limitless Sword Sect."
"They're all so enthusiastic…"
After hearing the Disciple's report, Yang Zhengxin frowned.
He still disdained Lu Ze's Illusion Realm.
But for some reason, it had now become a standard for Sect comparisons.
No matter how much he looked down on it, he had to consider the Sect's Face.
At the very least, he had to consider his own Face.
According to the Disciple, his current score was at the bottom…
"What about Xu Huoyao? Did he participate?"
Yang Zhengxin quickly asked.
Xu Huoyao was the most outstanding True Disciple in Qingshan Sect in recent years, with extremely high Comprehension Ability.
If the True Disciples of other Sects were all making a name for themselves, Yang Zhengxin felt that Xu Huoyao would certainly not be far behind.
The Face of the Sect was naturally placed on Xu Huoyao by Yang Zhengxin.
"Senior Brother Xu? He…"
Just as the Inner Sect Disciple was about to speak, there was a commotion outside.
"Senior Brother! Don't be impulsive… Don't be impulsive!"
"Get out! All of you, get out! I'm going to the Refining Hall right now to smash his head in, to let him know whether the ground spikes are harder or my fist is harder!!!"
"…"
Yang Zhengxin's expectant smile froze on his Face.
He got up and pushed open the door.
The person speaking outside the door was none other than the True Disciple Xu Huoyao.
At this moment, he was being jointly held back by one True Disciple and two Inner Sect Disciples, his body erupting with uncontrollable black-purple flames.
He was clearly very angry.
"Bastard! Stop it now!"
Yang Zhengxin roared.
A Divine Might descended, suppressing the overflowing black-purple flames back inside.
"Master…" Xu Huoyao, who had come to his senses, hurriedly bowed. "Apologies, this Disciple was impulsive…"

"Hmph, just a few days ago I was praising your Heart-Nature's great improvement to the other Elders… What caused you to be so impulsive?"
Yang Zhengxin snorted and asked.
"This Disciple just now wanted to win Face for the Sect, so I bought a mini Illusion Tower and the Illusion Realm crystal for "if you're a cultivator, then descend 100 floors."
"But I didn't expect… it to be so evil…"
"Those ground spikes don't seem like pre-set traps at all, it's like they have their own consciousness, no matter where this Disciple walks, I can't avoid them!"
"This Disciple suspects that that brat is deliberately manipulating it from behind, so that our Qingshan Sect can't raise its head outside…"
"That's why I…"
As soon as Xu Huoyao mentioned his experience in "if you're a cultivator, then descend 100 floors" just now, his expression instantly became incredibly ferocious.
He already had a fiery temper.
Now, having suffered such an insult, he naturally became very agitated.
"…"
Yang Zhengxin was speechless.
He had originally been counting on Xu Huoyao to turn things around.
But this guy was even more broken than himself…
"Forget it, you should prepare for the martial arts competition later."
Yang Zhengxin waved his hand in annoyance.
"This ranking, it's fine without it."
"When the official martial arts competition happens… we'll show them our power!"
…
…
Spirit Cloud Peak.
The Cultivation hall specifically for True Disciples.
If it were a few months ago, no one would have imagined that the high-level Illusion Tower exclusively for True Disciples would now be used to run an Illusion Realm with an incredibly cheap and crude display.
In Zhong Yi's "if you're a cultivator, then descend 100 floors" Illusion Realm world, the sounds of mad laughter and curses were incessant.
After several levels of torment,
he still couldn't figure out Lu Ze's thoughts.
Just like just now, for ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ example.
As soon as he entered a new level, he saw two apple trees and felt something was off.
Sure enough, he walked over and was crushed to death by a falling apple.
By the second tree, he had learned his lesson.
Heh, first lure the apple down, then turn around and jump.
Zhong Yi felt he had already understood.
Then he walked to the third apple tree, just about to jump—
Guess what?
The ground wrinkled and rolled him to his death.
At this point, Zhong Yi's mental state was still relatively normal.
But when the fourth apple tree, where the apple didn't move but the tree trunk moved at light speed and crushed him to death, he became a little less composed.
Then to the fifth tree, the sixth tree…
…
All the way until the end, he thought he was about to clear the level,
but then a crow flew from behind, grabbed the apple tree, and smashed him to death,
even Zhong Yi, with his firm Heart-Nature, couldn't help but withdraw from the Illusion Realm.
He channeled all his power and fiercely unleashed it onto a training dummy.
Mu Yawen, standing nearby, was stunned.
That training dummy was made of flexible steel and had an extremely profound Formation, making it very durable.
Zhong Yi, who was skilled in the Dao and rarely resorted to brute force, had almost smashed it apart with his bare hands…
…
…
After a long while again.
"I, I'm going to break the record!!! I'm going to clear it!!!!"
Zhong Yi's excited roar echoed throughout the entire Cultivation hall.
The sound was so loud that it even shook Mu Yawen, who was nearby, out of her Secret Realm, and she curiously looked at the screen projected by Zhong Yi.
"Senior Brother, I thought you were going to get first place… Turns out you're just breaking your own record."
"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step…"
"Senior Brother, you're still 18 levels away from first place."
"…Junior Brother Mu, why are you so idle? Go Cultivate quickly."
"Oh…"
Mu Yawen left dejectedly.
Zhong Yi's path to clearing the level was particularly arduous.
Mainly because he was clumsy and couldn't handle the controls.
Others relied on talent and hand speed.
Zhong Yi relied on sheer number of attempts to grind it out.
Looking at the new level, Zhong Yi was filled with emotion.
He had finally broken through ten levels, and on the ranking list, he was considered a respectable top 500 player.
"Heh, apples again? Come on! Let's see if you can hurt me!"
Zhong Yi shouted with a fierce Aura.
In the center of the map, there was a cannon continuously spitting out red apples.
Countless death experiences told Zhong Yi that everything here was very strange.
Forget apples.
Even a single flower or blade of grass could be fake.
The most exaggerated time was when he saw a soul-gathering Formation and subconsciously wanted to activate a new resurrection point.
But that thing could also be fake…
Watching the slowly flying apples, Zhong Yi calmly dodged them, scoffing.
"Heh, Junior Brother Lu still has some conscience, it's not always that difficult."
Zhong Yi smiled and shook his head, easily dodging several consecutive waves of apple attacks.
Just as he thought he had safely passed this wave of attacks,
a line of large characters appeared in the sky:
"How many red apples appeared in total just now?"
"???????"
Zhong Yi's mouth twitched violently.
My goodness…