Douluo Continent: We agreed on a simulation, but they've come to life?

It's connected, it's connected.

Yan Shaozhe's heart was churning with emotions, and his back was already soaked with sweat.

Given his youthful nature, he shouldn't be the kind of arrogant and conceited person he is. However, since joining the Holy Spirit Cult, he has repeatedly displayed various arrogant attitudes, putting many forces against the behemoth that is the Holy Spirit Cult. It is said that even the Sun Moon Empire, the foundation upon which the Holy Spirit Cult depends for its survival, has been offended by the young man. He once thought that the young man had completely revealed his true nature after joining the Holy Spirit Cult, but now it seems that this is not the case at all...

What is he going to do?

His true purpose goes far beyond himself.

He might just be the appetizer in this grand drama.

Instead, it was three Limit Douluo, his teacher, Ye Xishui, the Supreme Elder of the Holy Spirit Cult, and Senior Long... He wanted to start a war across the entire continent, and then use the momentum to eliminate the three strongest individuals who posed the greatest threat to Zhang Lexuan, as well as the Holy Spirit Cult itself.

He wanted to make Shrek Academy completely resemble Zhang Lexuan.

"Have you figured it out?"

Lu Cheng quietly looked down at the Vice Dean of the Martial Soul Department, who was kneeling on the ground with a look of fear in his eyes, and gently exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"For Le Xuan's sake, I can only ask you to make this difficult."

"I see……"

The fear in Yan Shaozhe's eyes gradually faded, but his eyes were filled with joy.

She looked at Lu Cheng with a smile.

"Even someone as monstrous as you probably didn't expect that I have other means to escape, did you?"

"Lu Cheng, I already know about your plan. I will join forces with the teacher to tell Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui everything, hahahaha..."

"Kid, you've ultimately fallen short in your strategy."

Yan Shaozhe's figure slowly dissipated, turning into a bubble in the sunlight.

He gazed at the scene with a blank and bewildered expression.

Lu Cheng smiled.

"So that's how it is... Rebirth from the ashes."

……

Sunset Forest.

On an ancient tree.

Yan Shaozhe's smile faded, and he glanced at the valley behind him with a complicated expression. If he hadn't seen through the young man's scheme in advance, he would probably have been trapped in it as well.

That's terrifying. He managed to keep it from everyone for so many years.

but now……

Just as Yan Shaozhe's figure took off and flew away into the distance.

A gentle, soothing voice slowly rang in my ears.

"Dean Yan, go in peace..."

"Pfft~"

A sharp pain surged through Yan Shaozhe's heart. His expression was filled with terror as he slowly lowered his head. A crimson arrow had pierced through his body without him even realizing it. Everything around him seemed to shatter and then reform, and he was back in the valley he had just been in.

But this time, his life force was rapidly slipping away...

"No, no!"

Yan Shaozhe's eyes were blank and astonished. He had already used Phoenix Nirvana once and could not activate it again for a short time. He had used the Nirvana technique on the spot.

He thought he had escaped, but he remained in the same place from beginning to end.

Illusion!!!

Only now, when he looked up again, did Yan Shaozhe finally understand that from the very beginning, he had been under an extremely strange illusion, and had never been able to escape it.

Lu Cheng, his bloodshot eyes gleaming crimson, silently looked down at Yan Shaozhe.

That crimson hue never faded.

"Hehe, hehe..."

Yan Shaozhe felt blood gushing from his throat. His entire body had been completely paralyzed by that small flower. Looking at it again, the remaining flower was not a white one at all, but a pitch-black, ink-like, highly poisonous plant.

Phoenix Nirvana consumed his own soul power, and with the poisonous herbs ravaging him, his body was already dilapidated and on the verge of collapse.

"Lu Cheng, I'll be waiting for you in hell..."

Yan Shaozhe looked at Lu Cheng with a complicated expression, then his body finally gave way and he collapsed heavily to the ground.

puff~

Watching the life gradually fade away on the ground.

Lu Cheng's eyes remained calm as he took out a neat white notebook.

Turn it over.

Four names.

Yan Shaozhe, who was at the very front of the line, was lightly crossed out with a red pen.

Chapter 32 The Great Battle Is About to Begin

"The Tomb of Yan Shaozhe".

In front of a perfectly square tombstone.

A red-haired girl, clad in a black robe that couldn't conceal her stunning beauty, knelt on the ground, tears welling in her phoenix eyes. "Teacher, your death was so tragic! Although I joined the Holy Spirit Cult, I've never forgotten you as my teacher. Now that you're dead, as your disciple, I should have done everything in my power to avenge you, but..."

The young girl furtively raised her head, glancing at the man standing on the grave mound not far away. She wiped away her tears with her delicate hand, saying, "The enemy is far too strong, and he is the one I love. I simply cannot bring myself to do this..."

“I’m afraid Xiao Tao can’t avenge this grudge, but as your disciple, it would be too disheartening for you if I couldn’t get revenge. So I’ve thought about it and decided… why don’t we sever our ties today and stop being master and disciple? If there is an afterlife, we can be master and disciple again.”

"Ouch..."

Ma Xiaotao rubbed her head, raised it, and glared angrily at Lu Cheng: "You hit me again!"

"Don't worry, your teacher's revenge will be taken soon." Lu Cheng said calmly, looking at the grave mound.

Caught between his teacher and him, Ma Xiaotao found it extremely difficult to choose. Therefore, he waited until he killed Yan Shaozhe before bringing the girl to pay his respects. He had no deep-seated hatred for Yan Shaozhe, but for Zhang Lexuan's sake, he had to do certain things.

He should bear the blame.

"Ok?"

The girl's eyes froze, tears welling up. Just moments before, she had been feeling a little wronged and sad, but now a look of surprise flashed across her pretty face, which was streaked with tears.

A sudden sense of foreboding rose in her heart.

Last time, he suddenly asked her what she would do if he were an evil soul master, and that very night, Lu Cheng exposed his identity as a disciple of the Holy Spirit Cult and betrayed Shrek Academy.

now……

"Lu Cheng, what are you going to do?"

Ma Xiaotao stood up, her crimson phoenix eyes fixed on Lu Cheng's indifferent face, her snow-white hands gently clutching his sleeve, trying to awaken his 'conscience': "The teacher is gone, I can't live without you..."

"In this world, you are the only family I have left."

The girl clenched her fists tightly, as if if she let go, the person would be like a kite with a broken string in the sky, never to return.

Looking at the girl's tearful, pleading eyes, even Lu Cheng was somewhat dazed.

It really looks like...

She looks just like Zhang Lexuan back then.

Kneeling on the ground, she begged him not to abandon her. It was like a cycle, and Ma Xiaotao's face overlapped with Zhang Lexuan's slightly immature and naive face. A year ago, the girl struggled with all her might to stand in front of him, willing to abandon the bright future of Shrek Academy and stick together with him, a rat from the Holy Spirit Cult.

Even though the surroundings were cold and damp, and filled with bloodthirsty and cruel evil spirit masters, everything made this girl, who had just entered the Holy Spirit Cult, extremely uncomfortable. He even hid in the shadows and witnessed firsthand the girl's fear and disgust towards everything around her, but when he appeared, all the negativity in the girl's crimson eyes disappeared.

He could see it clearly; those pupils reflected only him.

In the past two years, if Ma Xiaotao hadn't clung to him every step of the way, like the only candle in the darkness, would he have fallen into becoming a true evil spirit master?

"call……"

Lu Cheng exhaled a long breath and smiled as he ruffled the girl's crimson hair: "How could that be? With my strength, I will definitely become a Limit Douluo. By then, you'll be buried before I die."

You're lying!

Ma Xiaotao bit her red lips lightly, her beautiful eyes stubbornly fixed on Lu Cheng.

"You said the same thing when you left Sister Lexuan back then!"

Lu Cheng was taken aback.

He opened his lips, but the words still wouldn't come out.

"I'd rather you tell the truth than lie to me." Ma Xiaotao, like a lively phoenix, pounced into Lu Cheng's arms, her red eyes staring at him pitifully, like a puppy about to be abandoned.

"..."

Lu Cheng remained silent, gently stroking the girl's hair.

"So you're really going to die?"

After an unknown amount of time, Ma Xiaotao, nestled in Lu Cheng's arms, asked softly.

Lu Cheng did not reply, but both of them knew what was going on.

"Can you take me with you?" Ma Xiaotao murmured softly. "If we're going to die, I want to die with you."

"What are you saying..." Lu Cheng gazed at the bright moon hanging high in the sky and said softly, "Didn't you envy my martial soul, the Sun-Shooting Bow? Before I leave, I will give it to you."

After he dies, he will return to his original world.

But Ma Xiaotao...

"..."

In the valley.

The campfire crackled and popped, its light reflecting on Lu Cheng's face. The fire was scorching hot, but the girl in his arms was fast asleep, lying quietly in his embrace. Her fingers, painted with red cinnamon, were still tightly clutching his sleeve, and a trace of tears remained on her face.

"Swish, swish~"