T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 330, Section 329: On the Eve of Preparations for War
People's joys and sorrows are not shared. While the jailer brother was enjoying the villagers' hospitality, in the distant Three Domes Land, inside the Star Gazing Sect, Li Furan bowed twice to the wall full of sect elder tokens.

His forehead was bruised and purple, with traces of blood faintly visible.

"May Heaven and Earth bear witness to my heart." The voice was firm and powerful.

After bowing three times, Li Furan left the incense-filled prayer hall and gently closed the door.

His once straight back now seemed to have hunched over slightly.

Inside the sect's main hall, more than ten core disciples of the Star Gazing Sect all turned their gazes toward him the moment he returned.

The past has changed drastically. The Guanxing Sect dispersed and fled. After learning that no catastrophic disaster was about to befall them, disciples returned one after another. The once deserted mountain is now filled with a little smoke again, but it can never be as prosperous as it once was.

Li Furan, dressed in flowing blue robes, composed himself before his junior brothers and sisters.

He possesses a touch of the senior disciple's seriousness, yet also a gentleness towards the younger generation; this balance of yin and yang is the result of the elders' and master's earnest teachings.

Li Furan did not consider himself the head of a sect. Although his disciples, who had sworn to follow him to the death that day, urged him to take the position, he resolutely refused.

Seeing his resolute attitude, no one insisted any further.

Calling him "senior brother" sounds friendly, but it's just a title, nothing serious.

Perhaps he likes being called that?

The disciples of the Star Gazing Sect thought so.

Junior Sister Wu Sitong hesitated, glancing at Fourth Senior Brother Wei Shen, who was carrying a wine jug, burping, spilling wine all over his robe, and looking quite pleased with himself.

After a sigh, she spoke.

"Senior brother, it's time to enter the painting. Starting tonight, the time will be extended, and we need to adapt in advance."

Li Furan nodded.

"Let's go then."

Wu Sitong walked out of the main hall and instructed the unqualified disciples to hang a special gold-embossed character on the mountain gate entrance.

On the path leading to the main hall, she took out the same calligraphy copybook again and pasted it on the door.

"Weaving Wind Seal" is a peace talisman bestowed by the immortal Weaving Wind.

Those qualified to paint dream scrolls can hang the characters high where they sleep. Anyone who tries to do something wrong and still insists on doing so will surely suffer the wrath of the immortals.

No one knows where Zhifeng comes from. It seems to be the will of the universe. She can summon wind and rain and overturn rivers and seas with power that is enough to make anyone who witnesses it tremble with fear.

Those who knew of her existence were all the elites of the Three Realms, and seeing her was like seeing a god.

How can a mortal body withstand the magic of immortals?

Zhifeng is the master of the Dream Painting Scroll, and all the new generation of rulers in the Three Realms bow down to him.

With the guidance of the immortals, they learned for the first time that the Three Realms were far more vast than they had imagined, and that brilliant civilizations had been nurtured in those unexplored lands.

Without exception, these civilizations received the blessing of the Wind Weaver and were granted the right to enter the game.

Ten days ago, Li Furan, as the successor of the Star Gazing Sect, learned about the "World Championship".

The sect has fallen overnight, and Li Furan has a responsibility to revive the Star Gazing Sect.

Winning the World Championship and ranking among the top is the first step.

Although he remained wary of the Wind Weaver Immortal, faced with absolute power, for the sake of his junior brothers and sisters and the sect, the right thing to do was to let things take their course without overthinking.

The good news is that they are quite skilled and thrive in the game, even reaching level 9 of the Temple of the Clarity – although they haven't progressed further since.

The bad news is that reaching level 9 of the Clarity Realm only barely places you among the ranks of excellent players.

Players in the game have concluded that to become a high-level player, one must at least clear level 9 and enter level 10 to interact with the terrifying lich Golkaron and the Whisperer Naffey.

As for the 11th floor, some players from the Three Realms have indeed reached it and broken through the initial illusion to see the truth.

The elemental lords, capable of tearing apart the sky, shattering the earth, and igniting the air, made their appearance, quickly extinguishing the players' joy.

There are quite a few people who are stuck on the level and curse the elemental lord for its unreasonable difficulty.

Li Furan had seen the projection of the Elemental Lords in the game; their earth-shattering power was enough to terrify anyone who faced them.

Even knowing that everything is an illusion and the game is abnormal, when they really rush towards them like mountains, who can suppress the thunderous roar of their heart that is about to jump out of their chest like a war drum?

Is it really possible for someone to get past the 11th floor?

This is not only Li Furan's question, but also the question of many players in the Three Kingdoms Land.

Perhaps the sudden game event a few days ago, which required players to complete special dungeons within a specified time and receive double rewards at a specific moment, was a way of indirectly strengthening players' combat power to cope with the unreasonable difficulty.

Li Furan led his fellow apprentices through the bustling Xiangfeng City Square. Their goal for the day was to find a suitable craftsman to forge two gold-grade weapons for them.

With the World Championship just around the corner, according to the rules, players can reuse their items and equipment, and everyone plans to strengthen their combat power in the final moments.

"【Stargazing in Silence】, Oh, isn't this Li Furan from the Stargazing Sect? It's been a long time."

The sudden sound made everyone in the Star Gazing Sect stop in their tracks.

Following the strange voice, they saw more than ten players of different races surrounding a half-dragon.

The burly half-dragon, with the domineering name "Annihilation of the Heavens" atop his head, strode in front of Li Furan with an air of utter indifference.

His figure was very tall and muscular, so he bent over and looked at Li Furan's indifferent face with his golden vertical pupils.

"Li Furan, I heard that all the high-ranking members of your Star Gazing Sect have been wiped out, is that true?"

"The current Star Gazing Sect is just an empty shell, isn't it? Why don't you join our Immortal Supporting Sect? With your talent, your future achievements might just be able to keep up with mine."

Li Furan's expression was indifferent, as if he were talking to a wisp of air.

【Extinction of the Sky】: "Do you really think you can revive the Star Gazing Sect and make it rise again? Wake up! What kind of rotten fish and shrimp have returned to the sect these days? We've been secretly observing them."

"Your second and third junior brothers both made wise choices and switched sides, so why are you so stubborn?"

"Those beautiful and spiritual peaks of yours will eventually belong to others. It is wise of you to offer them up now in order to secure a good status for yourself and your disciples."

Li Furan raised his head.

"Finished?"

The cold tone left people speechless.

Jinmie Cangqiong paused for two seconds, his face filled with anger: "I sincerely thought of you, but I was met with your cold shoulder. Do you really think that anyone in the Three Realms still respects you or fears the name of your Star Gazing Sect?"

"If you remove the seal of the Wind-Weaving Immortal, can you sleep soundly?"

Li Furan, radiating righteousness, said: "The sect leader and elders of the Star Gazing Sect all died in battle against evil spirits, sacrificing themselves for the sake of all living beings in this world. Why should I not sleep soundly?"

"As for your Fuxian Sect, I've heard that you emerged unscathed and suffered no losses during this great upheaval."

Li Furan burst into laughter.

"The Fuxian Sect, which always speaks of the righteous path, is not as courageous as the heretical sects you despise."

"Weren't the heretical followers of Black Cloud Temple and the Black Spirit Masters of Ink Mountain Sect the very people you criticized in the past?" "Where was the Immortal Supporting Sect when they were fighting against the Evil Embryo of Heaven and Earth?"

"Fuxian Sect? What a load of bull! They're nothing but hypocrites and fraudsters. They dare to talk to me about not being able to sleep soundly?"

"We disciples of the Star Gazing Sect walk upright and sit straight, protected by the spirits of our ancestors. We can even walk at night, so why should we be afraid of those barking stray dogs on the roadside?"

The fight drew the attention of other players nearby.

Regardless of their attitude towards the declining Star Gazing Sect, at least after Li Furan's powerful speech, everyone looked at the people of the Fuxian Sect as if they were watching monkey performers at a rural market.

They are that monkey.

The sky was shimmering with scales, and muscles bulged.

Only when someone behind him reminded him that private duels in the city would result in arrest by the Judgment Knights did he suppress his anger.

"Hmph, words are useless. The destruction of the Star Gazing Sect is only a matter of time."

“Even in this game, you’re far inferior to me. You think you can rise to prominence through the World Championship, right?” Annihilation of the Sky whispered disdainfully in Li Furan’s ear. “You don’t even know the true meaning of this competition. How foolish.”

After saying this, the people from Fuxian Sect turned and left, bringing this farcical conflict to a close.

Li Furan savored the words "annihilate the heavens," a strange feeling rising in his heart.

"The true...meaning of the competition?"

"Shouldn't the goal be to select the strongest from the Three Realms?"

Urged by his junior sister, Li Furan snapped out of his reverie.

In any case, their top priority remains forging weapons.

With only a few days left until the World Championship, achieving a high ranking is of paramount importance, regardless of any underlying reasons.

……

……

The World Championship preparation group had been discussing the tournament itself for the first time in a long time.

After a long period of preparation, the event was suddenly canceled. Although everyone still received their share of the profits, they felt like something was missing.

Now, the World Championship is back in a new format.

Instead of overemphasizing the nation, participants participate in the form of guilds and small teams.

It's time for everyone to show their skills!
A moment of carelessness can ruin a lifetime: "Look at the announcement, this World Championship will generate a massive number of AI opponents. Their data comes from players' past battle information, and their behavior patterns are extremely close to those of real people... Wow, doesn't this mean that we not only have to fight against normal players, but also have to compete with AI?"

Lafrecia: "This is a crisis for androids. It would be too much fun if someone were repeatedly eliminated by androids."

The purple-haired old woman on the train said, "After studying the rules, I found that dying in the first three levels won't result in elimination, so after clearing the third level, you can get stuck?"

Captain Jiegang: "Understood. 'Rebirth: I Became the Sword God of Shilipo in the Chaos Tower World'."

"In my past life, I led my team in a reckless advance, only to be utterly crushed by AI, humiliatingly eliminated, missing out on the top and losing everything. Now that I'm reborn, I'm determined to reclaim everything I've lost."

"First step: defeat 10 monsters to unlock the hidden class and dominate the entire server!"

Huangliang Yimeng: "You're quite the writer. Here, take this pen and write a 10-word opening right now. I want to read it tonight."

Jiangdong Iron Wall: "Sister Meng, I saw an amazing ID yesterday. I found it very interesting and it suits you perfectly."

"What ID?"

"The fate of the Southern Liang Dynasty was the Northern Dynasty."

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Crimson Music Box quickly stopped her from going off-topic: "Getting stuck and endlessly grinding until you can get out of the mountain doesn't seem realistic to me. If we play like this, no one will be willing to risk going to the fourth level, which will lead to elimination."

The person who opened the can wondered, "Where are the people from the boundary between reality and illusion tonight?"

"They just finished their live-streaming sales event and are having a celebration banquet. They sold millions of yuan worth of fruit in one go, so they'll probably make a lot of money."

"Wake up, that was made for the hometown of orange tea on a voluntary basis. Do you really think you can get a lot of commission?"

"It's quite a big deal. Even people who don't play games know about it. This afternoon, a reporter in our group was trying to get a contact number so they could do a report."

"It's strange, now whenever I hear the word 'reporter,' I feel like it can't be anything good."

"I'm doomed, I feel the same way."

Jiang Heyi and his group didn't enjoy the victory celebration. Apart from the two who were busy overseeing the delivery of fruit, everyone else from the virtual-real boundary had already fallen asleep.

Other players' game time increases are given out through in-game lotteries, but for those who know the inside story, it's just a small favor from Zhu Huo.

A week in advance, the virtual and real boundaries begin to adapt to the gaming experience brought about by 9 hours of refined sleep every day.

Elera is troubled, Mint is being tormented by Kshatriya, King Slime is herding sheep, and Insect Mist is fast asleep.

To conceal the boundary between reality and virtuality, Candlelight granted the guild two days of immunity from intrusion, while simultaneously erasing all traces of their current online presence.

The guild members enjoyed a temporary period of peace.

Given that the lawsuits filed by Virtual Boundary against Dragon Knight and Whale in the Basin have entered the legal process, both companies have backed down.

The whale in the basin even sent them a private message in a humble manner, saying that it knew it was wrong, hoped to be forgiven, and was willing to provide some screenshots of the dragon knights instigating others to deal with the boundary between reality and illusion as evidence.

Jiang Heyi was too lazy to reply, letting her run wild.

Even watermelon shumai is smarter than her.

She refused to participate when Dragon Knight was trying to create public opinion to attack the boundary between reality and fiction, and even sent the screenshots to Jiang Heyi in private.

Now they're rushing here to play the victim, only to find that the winds have shifted.

"I'm waiting for the court to help me get gold coins." That was Jiang Heyi's reply to her.

However, even after bidding farewell to pure war fanatics and those with ulterior motives, tourists still flocked to the guild in droves.

Jiang Heyi didn't understand what was so fun about running in and being surrounded and beaten by an army of undead, and having things stolen by ghost hands, but some people were genuinely enjoying it...

This is truly a moment of captivating diversity among players.

"Sorry, I helped with the packaging so late, it's only now going live."

The jailer and Orange Tea immediately apologized three times.

Seeing everyone in the guild rummaging through their belongings, pulling all sorts of materials to gather in the center of the hall, he couldn't help but feel curious.

"What are you doing?"

As Jiang Heyi checked the panel, he explained, "Take inventory of the warehouse."

Since the server opened, the items, equipment, and materials obtained from the boundary between the virtual and real worlds have been constantly consumed and accumulated through gameplay. Many good items are only used in strategy dungeons and otherwise gather dust.

With the World Championship just around the corner, it's time to take a good look at what kind of resources everyone has accumulated during this period.

(End of this chapter)