I Want to Let You Win, but You Can't Do Anything About It!

"Uh-oh!"

"There are still ten Profound Cultivation Methods I haven't practiced. Will I get in trouble when the time comes?"

Lin Chuan had been slacking off from the very beginning.

But that slight tremor he'd just felt in his heart gave him a hint that something was wrong.

He had a bad feeling.

Slacking off was one thing. In fact, he'd been hoping to get expelled.

Then he could leave this place of trouble.

The Great Tribulation of Investiture of the Gods was approaching.

It would be an event that swept across the Great Desolation.

And the Interception Sect would bear the brunt of it.

He had been eager to leave, but he couldn't shake the feeling that Sect Master Tongtian had his eye on him. At first, he really had been able to slack off.

But if he failed to meet the requirements...

And now, with that ominous feeling, would Sect Master Tongtian scheme against him?

[Aaaah!! This is so annoying!]

[That rotten old Sect Master Tongtian is rotten to the core!!]

Lin Chuan immediately grumbled to himself.

Sect Master Tongtian: "???"

Good grief!

He'd started cursing him at the drop of a hat. Had he gotten addicted to it?

Sect Master Tongtian's face darkened on the spot.

He had never imagined things would turn out this way.

Lin Chuan slacked off a little longer. When he realized there were no rewards, he stretched and took stock of his strength. He was already nearing the peak.

Peak Primordial Unity Golden Immortal!

He had reached the threshold and could break through to Grand Unity Golden Immortal at any moment.

This...

If he broke through here, it would inevitably draw a great deal of attention.

Especially with Sect Master Tongtian keeping an eye on him.

That would be dangerous!

"Sigh!"

"You can't even manage it when I let you. This is really worrying!"

Lin Chuan was thoroughly frustrated. He'd wanted the other guy to win, but Zhao Gongming couldn't even break through his defenses. He was at a loss for words.

He waved his hand.

The surrounding space instantly stabilized.

The Sea Calming Divine Pearls seemed to have touched a forbidden force and were sent flying back on the spot.

Zhao Gongming was stunned!

"What?"

"How is this possible? How could the Sea Calming Divine Pearls be knocked away?"

He had a faint sense of foreboding. After all, he'd thought he had already won and only needed to wait to reel in his catch.

But...

The situation didn't look good!

The surrounding space had stabilized, and Lin Chuan was now visible—clearly visible, too.

Completely unharmed, he gradually appeared before everyone.

He had been floating in the air, lying down. Slowly, he got to his feet, then stretched lazily, looking bored. His face even wore the expression of someone who had just woken up.

Everyone was dumbfounded!

Zhao Gongming was even more stunned. He staggered back several steps.

"No! Impossible!"

"This absolutely can't be happening!!"

"How can you be completely unharmed? No! It's fake! It's all fake—an illusion, it has to be an illusion!"

"I've already shown all my strength, and even brought out a treasure like this. How could it all have come to nothing?"

"No! It's impossible!!"

Zhao Gongming was on the verge of breaking down. In his view, this should have been an easy victory. There was no way he could have failed.

Yet judging by what was happening before him...

He...

Seemed to have failed after all. He had no way to deal with his opponent.

Unable to accept what he was seeing, he threw out every magic treasure he had and unleashed a relentless barrage.

But he didn't know that Lin Chuan had already decided he was done playing along.

Lin Chuan held out one hand. A thin membrane blocked every attack.

"What!!"

The many Outer Sect Disciples were shocked!

They had already been astonished when they saw Lin Chuan emerge unharmed. Now, with just one hand, he had blocked every attack.

Good heavens!

Just how powerful was he?

He had come through that relentless barrage completely unscathed!

This...

It completely upended their worldview, even shaking their understanding of what was possible.

Everyone knew Zhao Gongming was exceptionally powerful among the Outer Sect Disciples. If he hadn't been so unlucky, he would have become an Inner Sect Disciple long ago.

Yet Zhao Gongming, powerful as he was...

Couldn't do a thing to Lin Chuan!

What a joke. This was too ridiculous!

Even those who had placed bets at the start now felt that none of it was real, as if they were seeing an illusion. Though quite a few of them had suspected something might happen...

A suspicion was still just a suspicion.

Now that it was happening right before their eyes, they could hardly believe what they were seeing.

One by one, they gaped in shock.

Their faces filled with disbelief.

They were already stunned.

How much more so was Zhao Gongming?

He had been so confident before, but the situation now had him on the verge of a breakdown.

"Ahhhhh..."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Die!"

Zhao Gongming refused to believe he was powerless. With everyone watching, if he couldn't do anything to his opponent, wouldn't that prove he wasn't capable of becoming a Personal Disciple?

And the conclusion he'd reached earlier...

Would be completely overturned.

He would become a laughingstock.

He couldn't accept it!

So he kept up his relentless attacks. But if Lin Chuan hadn't been slacking off at the start, he never would have let Zhao Gongming continue bombarding him like this. Now, he could feel that Sect Master Tongtian had his eye on him.

He wasn't going to slack off anymore!

No...

He was going to end this contest.

Only Lin Chuan knew how helpless he felt.

"Sigh~"

"It's not that I don't want to let you win. Even if I did, you still wouldn't be able to do a thing to me."

"What am I supposed to do?"

"I'm helpless too!"

Lin Chuan shook his head, feeling deeply frustrated. Truthfully, he was still wavering a little. He really did want Zhao Gongming to win.

No matter what, there might still be a chance things could turn around. He probably wouldn't be killed on the spot. Perhaps they'd decide he was too embarrassing and simply expel him?

That had been his idea at the time.

But Zhao Gongming was too useless.

He couldn't even break through Lin Chuan's defenses.

It left Lin Chuan feeling utterly helpless.

His voice had been quiet, but every word reached everyone present.

The many Outer Sect Disciples were speechless.

Good heavens!

He could actually say something like that!

Just how arrogant was he?

Even Duobao Tathagata's mouth twitched slightly. He dared say that, at this moment, even he wanted to go up and beat Lin Chuan.

How conceited!

Since he had already won—yes!

That was exactly what Duobao Tathagata believed.

He'd won, and now he was rubbing it in. What else could that be but asking for a beating?