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"You?"

Wang Tai looked at Lu Ze with disdain.

Lu Ze met his gaze calmly.

"Yes, me."

"Good!"

Wang Tai clapped with a cold laugh.

Above his head, a Recording Orb slowly appeared, hovering in midair.

He had clearly come prepared.

"The Recording Orb caught everything Junior Brother Lu just said... When we get before the Second Elder, don't deny it."

Wang Tai pointed at the orb overhead with a sly grin.

It was an Immortal Artifact that could record images.

Wang Tai had started recording the moment he entered.

To keep Lu Ze from noticing, he had secretly placed an invisibility Spell on it.

Wang Tai had spent the past few days shut away, working on his inventions, unaware of what had happened outside.

Only when the Second Elder came to his door did he learn that Lu Ze had caused such a colossal mess.

He had promised the Second Elder he would find the culprit behind "Demonic Path Escape" today. That was why he had staged this confrontation.

He had not expected Lu Ze to admit it so readily.

Granted, he did not believe Lu Ze.

But did that matter?

All he needed was someone to confess.

Once he handed Lu Ze over to the Second Elder, the elder had plenty of ways to make him tell the truth.

Every disciple in the Spirit Cloud Sect knew what the Second Elder was capable of.

He would complete the Second Elder's task and get rid of the junior brother he hated most. What was not to like?

"Why wouldn't I dare?"

Lu Ze was not afraid of him.

The Second Elder's methods were harsh, but the Spirit Cloud Sect belonged to the Righteous Path.

At its core, the design of "Demonic Path Escape" had indeed been made for cultivating the Cloud Shattering Art.

Surely the Second Elder could not do much to him.

Still, people were hard to predict. Lu Ze felt he needed a safeguard.

"I'll take the Illusion Crystal Stone and go with you to see the Second Elder right now!"

Feigning anger, Lu Ze turned toward the place where the Crystal was kept.

"At least you know what's good for you."

Wang Tai gave a cold snort.

"Then hurry up. The Second Elder is waiting for us at the Enforcement Hall!"

Watching Lu Ze's back, Wang Tai suddenly frowned.

Was that brat...

Tampering with the Crystal?

"What are you doing?!"

Wang Tai was about to stop him, but Lu Ze had already held out the Crystal.

"Just checking whether it was damaged, so you won't have trouble accounting for it."

Lu Ze's expression was calm.

Wang Tai examined the Crystal in his hand. Seeing nothing unusual, he let go of his suspicions.

It had taken no more than a breath. Even he could not have done anything to the Crystal in that time, so what could Lu Ze have managed?

There was no way he could have destroyed the evidence.

With that thought, Wang Tai put the Crystal in his Storage Ring and laid a hand on Lu Ze's shoulder.

"When we see the Second Elder, you can kneel and admit your mistake!"

With that,

he and Lu Ze vanished from the spot.

In the Outer Disciple dormitory.

"Move, move! It's my turn!"

"Wait, didn't you just have a go?"

"Damn it, I lost again! You people are ruthless..."

"Ban the Misalignment Imp! It's too broken!"

Around the two Mini Illusion Towers, Outer Disciples waited in line, one circle after another.

At a hundred Spirit Stones apiece, a Mini Illusion Tower was undoubtedly a luxury for most Outer Disciples.

But some Outer Disciples came from wealthy households and could afford that many Spirit Stones.

"Heh, finally my turn..."

Zhang Ming rubbed his hands together, ready to give it a proper run.

While he had been busy taking missions to earn Spirit Stones, he had heard that the True Disciples had pushed the record past five thousand steps. Just hearing it left him in awe.

He had no hope of surpassing the True Disciples.

He only wanted another shot at the record, to see how he measured up against the Inner Disciples.

But the moment he entered the game, a scroll appeared before him.

It unfurled on its own. Written on it were the words:

Server Announcement: The creator of the Illusion Realm is visiting the Enforcement Hall. Fellow cultivators are welcome to come and exchange ideas.

"Holy shit!"

Zhang Ming quit the game at once and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"The Grandmaster who made this Illusion Realm is at the Enforcement Hall!"

"Demonic Path Escape" was wildly popular among the disciples, and they all admired the person who had designed its Illusion Realm.

The Outer Disciples erupted:

"Is that true?"

"So it's a Grandmaster of our time? I thought it was some ancient senior who'd already ascended!"

"I'd love to see the master in person."

"Then hurry! If we're late, there won't be any room!"

"Maybe there are other Illusion Realms we haven't seen yet!"

Among the Inner Disciples, the news spread like wildfire through Spiritual Sense messages.

"What? The designer of 'Demonic Path Escape' is at the Enforcement Hall?"

"The Enforcement Hall... That's Elder Ding's territory. I'm scared."

"Scared of what? The Grandmaster invited us to exchange ideas. You think Elder Ding would refuse to show a senior some respect?"

"But why would the creator suddenly be at the Enforcement Hall?"

"Obviously to spar and discuss the Dao with Elder Ding... What else? You think Elder Ding arrested them for breaking the law?"

"No time to lose. Let's go."

At Quenching Gold Peak, in the Body Refining Secret Realm.

"Junior Brother Mu! Good news!!"

Zhong Yi rushed over, his face alight with excitement.

"Senior Brother Zhong, what is it?"

Mu Yawen's gaze remained firm, and she did not pause her body-tempering exercises for an instant.

"The Grandmaster who created 'Demonic Path Escape' is visiting Elder Ding's Enforcement Hall right now!"

"Oh? Now that's something you don't hear every day."

Mu Yawen stopped exercising and gave him a simple grin, showing her white teeth.

"Wait for me, Senior Brother. I'll change my clothes and go with you!"

At Severed Thought Cliff on Sword Inquiry Peak.

Li Moran, who was weaving through countless streaks of Sword Qi imbued with the Dao, suddenly froze.

In that instant, every streak of Sword Qi around her shattered.

The ravine, usually filled with the howl of sword winds, fell silent.

"The creator of the Illusion Realm?"

Li Moran frowned at the message Zhong Yi had sent.

After a moment's thought, she stepped onto a Silver Longsword.

"I might as well go meet them."