Reversing Falsehood and Preserving Truth: All Gods and Gods Are in My Hands

Outside the door, Zhao Lei was seriously warming up. The wind generated by his high leg kick lifted the hem of his gilded suit, revealing his firm and smooth thigh muscles.

Seeing a group of girls emerge, he immediately stopped what he was doing, patted his arm muscles to show off, and said with the pride of a sports student, "How about that? My warm-up form is perfect, right? When we run the relay at the school sports meet, I'll leave everyone else half a street behind in the last leg!"

The girls immediately surrounded him, their sweet fragrance mingling with the shy aura unique to young girls, instantly enveloping Zhao Lei.

A girl blushed and handed him a towel, her fingertips deliberately brushing against his wrist, her voice soft and sweet: "The physique of a sports student is just different, even more stunning than a model in a magazine!"

One of the bolder girls leaned forward, reaching out to touch his bulging biceps, her tone laced with undisguised admiration: "Can I get your autograph? You can even sign my shirt!"

Zhao Lei, however, completely missed the subtle hint of romance. Instead, he draped the towel over his shoulder, took the bottled water the girl offered, and gulped down two mouthfuls, treating it as a post-workout refreshment.

He then earnestly pulled the wrist of the girl who had tried to touch his muscle, helping her straighten her posture: "Forget about autographs, I'll teach you some more practical starting techniques! Look, when you start, you need to lower your center of gravity, and your arm swings shouldn't be too wide..."

As he spoke, he gestured wildly, treating the girls' enthusiastic confessions as questions about exercise, and earnestly explained his training plan: "Look at my weight training volume, I run ten kilometers every morning, do five hundred squats, and add two more sets of core training to achieve these results!"

A girl blushed and tried to interrupt him. She had just opened her mouth to say, "Actually, I wanted to..." when Zhao Lei interrupted her, "Do you also want to train your explosive power? Let me tell you, to train explosive power, you have to train your leg core first. I have a set of special exercises that I can teach you right now!" As he spoke, he pulled her towards the playground.

Taking advantage of the gap, Lu Yu and Chen Mo crouched down and quickly rushed into the bathroom through the gaps left by the girls.

The warm steam hadn't dissipated yet, the tiled floor was so slippery it reflected your image, and traces of light red lip gloss remained on the mirror. The sweet fragrance had faded somewhat, but the sticky aftertaste of the coloring remained.

Chen Mo's insightful gaze lit up in his eyes, and a pale golden light swept across every corner of the bathroom, but he couldn't pinpoint the location of the array's core for a long time.

"Something's not right," Lu Yu squatted down, the blue array power at his fingertips spreading rapidly along the cracks in the tiles. The seventy-two array patterns taught by Feng Hou were rapidly reorganizing in his mind, and the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams unfolded before his eyes, but his brows furrowed more and more tightly. "The energy fluctuations here are very even, there are no obvious array nodes."

"Don't rush, look over there." Chen Mo's voice suddenly rang out, his insightful eyes flashing with a faint golden light as he fixed his gaze on the three makeup mirrors on the sink.

Lu Yu followed his gaze and saw three mirrors arranged in an isosceles triangle, each mirror precisely facing a different direction.

"I always felt that the arrangement of these three makeup mirrors in an isosceles triangle was a bit deliberate." Chen Mo picked up a piece of broken glass that had fallen off and adjusted the angle of each of the three mirrors in turn. His movements were steady and precise. The three reflections converged into a blurry spot of light on the tile below the vent. His insightful gaze instantly intensified.

"This wasn't just randomly placed; it utilizes the law of reflection to distribute the energy of the array's core across each mirror, both concealing the core and maximizing the diffusion of the influence of the rules of lust."

A flash of inspiration struck Lu Yu, and the power of the array instantly flowed smoothly through his body. He quickly and earnestly deduced: "This is like the 'Three Talents Auxiliary Array' in the array system, except that the traditional Heaven, Earth, and Man have been replaced by mirrors, light, and the array eye—the mirror is the 'medium,' the light is the 'guide,' and the array eye is the 'core.' I previously thought the array eye was a physical entity, but I didn't expect it to use light as a bridge, hiding the energy at the endpoint of the reflection."

Seeing this, Chen Mo immediately used his power of insight to scan the mirror. The pale golden light flowed across the mirror, clearly projecting the hidden energy trajectory into Lu Yu's eyes. He added in a low voice, "The energy flow is consistent with your array deduction. The tile under the vent is the endpoint of the energy convergence. I'm using my power of insight to help you lock onto the meridians. You focus on the array's core."

The two worked together seamlessly, exchanging not a single unnecessary word, yet perfectly matching each other's rhythm.

After confirming that the angle of the tile perfectly matched the extended line of the reflected light path, Lu Yu inserted the gold needle into the tile gap. The blue-green pattern spread rapidly along the veins, and the direction of the veins perfectly overlapped with the reflected light path of the three mirrors, exactly as he had predicted.

Liu Jing and Su Wan, who were outside the door, weren't idle either. Seeing that the two girls wanted to go back to the bathroom to get something, Liu Jing immediately stepped forward and said with a gentle smile, "I just heard Zhao Lei say that his training routine has an advanced version. Don't you want to go take a look?"

Su Wan's psychic power subtly hooked the thoughts of the two girls, instantly stirring the restlessness in their hearts. As expected, the two girls were attracted and turned back into the crowd of onlookers.

"Follow the order of the array, dispel illusion and reveal truth!"

Lu Yu let out a low shout, his fingertips swirling heavily along the array patterns, while simultaneously mobilizing the power of the array to channel all the reflected energy from the mirror into the array eye.

With a soft "click," the tiles below the vent slowly rose, revealing a black crystal, which was the core of the Lustful Illusion array.

As the gray mist on the black crystal dissipated, the sweet fragrance in the bathroom instantly faded by more than half. In just two seconds, the shackles of lust in the illusion shattered.

The girls outside the door suddenly froze, their infatuation and adoration vanishing, replaced by bewilderment. One scratched her head, muttering, "What...what was I doing? Why are we all gathered here?" Another stared at the towel clutched in her hand, utterly confused: "Why did I hand a towel to a strange guy?"

Zhao Lei was still enthusiastically explaining the training plan when he noticed the crowd had stopped responding. Puzzled, he scratched his head. "Why aren't you listening? My plan is super practical! Follow along, and I guarantee your running performance will improve dramatically!"

He then tried to pull the girl next to him to demonstrate the starting motion, but she blushed and dodged away, leaving him standing there looking completely bewildered.

Lu Yu and Chen Mo had just breathed a sigh of relief and were about to call Liu Jing and Su Wan over to join them when the tiles beneath their feet suddenly began to twist violently. The originally hazy light of day instantly turned into a suffocating dark purple, and the sweet fragrance in the air was completely replaced by a pungent disinfectant smell. The bathroom scene was like crumpled rice paper, rapidly reforming and deforming.

Everyone felt dizzy and disoriented, their consciousness being violently pulled back by an even stronger force, as if they had fallen into a bottomless vortex.