Three days after the first challenge was announced.
Beside Leisure Cloud Lake, in an openwork tea pavilion.
"Check!"
"No, again!"
"No more, no more... how dull. We should've called the other elders over. Then we could've played a round of 'Three Kingdoms Kill.'"
Nangong Yuan and Chao Wendao sat across a chess table, playing Chinese chess with little enthusiasm.
"I wonder if that wayward disciple's board-game illusion will help us pass the time..."
"Master, you're getting old. That illusion's a bit modern. I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up with the times..."
Lu Ze muttered under his breath, immediately earning a laughing scolding from Nangong Yuan:
"Bah! You wayward disciple... are you entering the competition or not? Don't tell me you really have no ideas?"
Nangong Yuan looked at Lu Ze, who was resting beside them with his eyes closed, and felt a faint twinge of worry.
This challenge compared player counts and playtime.
In other words, the sooner an illusion was finished, the higher its score would be.
Afraid of falling behind, everyone else had entered their Illusion Towers early to begin creating their illusions.
Only Lu Ze was taking his sweet time, lounging beside them and tending to his health.
"Of course not. Your disciple is paving the way for Senior Brother Zhong..."
Lu Ze cracked one eye open and spoke with a smile.
After his pointers that day, Zhong Yi had clearly seen the light.
Lu Ze was very curious about what style Zhong Yi's first illusion would take.
For a newcomer, competing on the same stage as him was hardly a pleasant story.
The most likely outcome was to fade into the crowd...
Because aside from Lu Ze's, everyone's illusions looked much the same. The gap was simply too vast.
Since a Cybersoul's strength