175: The rules of Ji Le Pavilion
“I can’t believe Demon War actually won!”
The Universe of Myriad Races was quite surprised by this result.
It wasn’t that they didn’t trust Demon War.
It was just that ever since he lost to Han Lie, he seemed to have changed.
He was no longer as sharp and confident as before, facing all strong enemies with a certainty of victory.
During his battle with the doppelganger, Demon War often chose passive defense, which wasn’t like him.
This made many who knew him secretly hold their breath.
Yet, unexpectedly, Demon War, who seemed to be at a slight disadvantage, actually stood until the end in the final willpower competition.
“If your physical strength reaches its limit!”
“Then your will shall lead you through the encirclement!”
The elders of the God-Demon Clan were very satisfied with Demon War’s performance, and their previous disappointments were also compensated for.
“Demon War’s desire for victory far exceeded our imagination. I didn’t expect that after losing to Han Lie, not only was his Martial Dao Heart not shaken, but it became even more perfect!!”
“This is a Child of Heaven, this is someone who gathers great fortune. He will never be defeated by any setback. Demon War simply hasn’t fallen behind!!”
This performance even made Demon Twenty-one, who hadn’t thought highly of him, nod slightly in approval.
“Not bad!”
“An extremely tenacious will, a Martial Dao Heart as stable as a rock—these are the most indispensable things for us cultivators!”
The God-Demon Clan highly praised this.
Furthermore, Demon War, like Han Lie, seemed to have gained nothing.
However, the big figures of the God-Demon Clan didn’t think so. Wasn’t conquering oneself and sharpening a tenacious Martial Dao Heart the greatest gain?
Besides, was that wilderness even a gain?
The true body had already died; what survived now was a fake wilderness. Was that still the wilderness?
Perhaps it was some unspeakable fellow in the wilderness’s skin, or a terrifying entity born from rules.
In short, leaving aside whether the Man Zi Clan would accept such a monster.
Their God-Demon Clan would never allow such a monster to return to the real world.
Who knew if this strange rule would spread to others? If everyone had to face the dilemma of a true and false Monkey King in the future, the world would truly be in chaos.
Coincidentally,
Among the top ten prodigies, only Demon War and Zhou Li of the Curse Clan defeated their doppelgangers; all the others were replaced by their doppelgangers.
Their true selves had already perished in the dust of history.
The Universe of Myriad Races was not surprised; such a casualty ratio was within everyone’s expectations.
In every previous Town Boundary Tower struggle, it wasn't just the lower-ranked prodigies who died first.
Another half a day passed,
The number of deaths reached 20 million.
And just then,
Time seemed to stand still, and no other faces appeared on the ice glacier beneath their feet.
Looking at the teleportation gate that appeared before them,
The blood-soaked fighters almost cried out. No one knew what they had just experienced.
No one knew how desperate they felt when they were exhausted and still had to face the encirclement of other prodigies!!
No one knew how many times they had died, thinking they could try to get used to it, but they understood more and more that if they kept dying, they might truly die. No one knew how terrible that feeling was.
Now, the teleportation gate had appeared.
They felt a sense of relief.
Their entire bodies went limp, some forcefully used all their strength to rush into the teleportation gate.
No one wanted to stay in this place any longer.
At this point,
The remaining less than 60 million prodigies almost simultaneously entered the Zhenjie Tower - Third Level.
Then, in the next second,
They appeared in a brand new world and immediately felt how wonderful it was to be alive. Compared to Han Lie, they cherished their current lives even more, feeling that even breathing was sweet.
Then, they spent more time perceiving their surroundings.
However, what was slightly better than Han Lie’s situation was that the villagers responsible for taking care of them came out of the village entrance one after another.
It seemed that Han Lie’s appearance had sent a signal to the aboriginals, so they were already prepared.
Next,
Every prodigy had a corresponding “servant,” but Lü Nu was right: depending on their strength, the respect they received also differed.
For example, Han Lie had two top-tier beauties, while those ranked lower had some unremarkable women.
Of course, this was a comparative result; these unremarkable women, if placed in the mortal world, would also be unforgettable existences.
Then, things continued to progress.
Everyone had their own Jile Pavilion, located in countless corners of this world, with a certain distance between them. It wasn’t that no corresponding probing had been done.
But, a rule was passed down.
“No fighting is allowed on the Zhenjie Tower - Third Level. This is a place of enjoyment, and no dark or violent acts are permitted!”
Surely some people didn’t believe in evil,
Those who didn’t believe in evil were directly killed with one punch by the respectful servants in their eyes.
Everyone became obedient.
Then,
The second rule, everyone heard very clearly, was—
“Everyone must stay in Jile Pavilion for a full twenty-two hours every day. The remaining two hours can be freely allocated!”
Everyone was stunned when they heard this.
If it was for them to briefly relax, then after being exhausted, resting for two days would definitely be an excellent thing.
But now, making them rest and play every day, for every diligent prodigy, it felt like being slowly cut to death with a dull knife.
Many people were unwilling,
Those who were unwilling were directly killed with one punch by the obsequious servants beside them.
In their words:
“Enjoyment must be from the inside out, it must be joyful, and it must never be passive enjoyment, never unhappy!!”
“!!!”
Everyone was truly dumbfounded.
Suddenly, they felt that this world was not so friendly, even more malicious than before.
“Is the person who made the rules an idiot?!”
The next rule,
Made them realize they had cursed too early.
“After enjoyment,”
“There will be a strength comparison every day. The object of the strength comparison is yourself. If your daily strength growth is not as good as the servants in the building, then…”
“The next day he will be the master,”
“You will be the slave!”
“???”
No one resisted anymore. The remaining ones were smart people, afraid of being beaten to death by their own servants.
“But, compared to whom?!”
“So many servants, compared to which one?”
“And, enjoying yourself for twenty-two hours every day, yet competing on strength growth speed, are you sure the person who made this rule isn’t crazy?”
“!!!!”
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The rule-maker clearly indicated that all rights of interpretation belonged to him.
Then,
All the prodigies were directly driven into Jile Pavilion. So, this was hardly enjoying life; for them, it was no different from the last meal before being led to the execution ground.
They couldn’t eat it at all.
.............
As for Han Lie,
“Hehe, it smells so good!”
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