Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 982 Master! (12)

Gongyang Yu's thinking is very simple.

Within the Golden Elixir, I am invincible.

Since I am invincible, then my demons should be invincible as well.

Since my demon is invincible, it should rightfully wreak havoc everywhere.

Since it hasn't happened yet, there's only one possibility for this problem: it's a cover-up.

Thinking of this, Gongyang Yu was furious. He drew his sword and went straight to Yao Guang, who was in charge of receiving players today, and said fiercely, "Your game is rigged!"

Yao Guang glanced at Gongyang Yu, then continued to play with the demon in her hand, ignoring the idiot.

Gongyang Yu, who was being ignored, became even more annoyed. Just as he was about to say something, Yao Guang slapped him to the ground.

Stepping on Gongyang Yu's back, Yao Guang said coldly, "Immortal Master Gongyang, go mad somewhere else. You don't really think this is the Nine Provinces and you're still that invincible sword cultivator, do you? Get your facts straight, this is the Nebula. Your past cultivation is insignificant. We're all just players here."

"hateful!"

Staring at Gongyang Yu's face full of grief and indignation, Yao Guang finally felt the long-lost pleasure of trampling the righteous under her feet. She couldn't help but use more force with her foot, which made Gongyang Yu even more dissatisfied.

After playing for a while, Yao Guang simply sat on Gongyang Yu's back and asked, "When did you get this illness? Why do you think I ate your championship?"

"My demon is so powerful, how could it not win the championship? Since my demon didn't win the championship, then there must be something fishy going on."

"...It's been so long, and your IQ is as flat as your build. Sigh, if only Kyushu were full of idiots like you."

Are you insulting me?

"Why ask when it's so obvious? You're such an idiot. Bring me your demonic possession so I can take a look."

After receiving the demon from Gongyang Yu, Yao Guang discovered the reason why the demon had failed to appear.

Gongyang Yu raised the demon to death.

Taking a deep breath, Yao Guang felt she had to show this to Lin Yuan, then preserve the evidence so that she could use it as proof when she returned to Kyushu, and thoroughly ridicule the righteous sects.

You actually managed to raise a demon to death, you're quite the genius!

What's even more ridiculous is that she didn't even realize she had killed the demon she was raising, which almost made Yao Guang laugh herself to death on the spot.

After all, a demon can live as long as it has magic power, whether it has more or less. Moreover, if it doesn't have magic power, it can enter a hibernation state, surrounding itself like an insect egg until it obtains enough magic power.

Smiling and shaking her head, Yao Guang returned the demon to Gongyang Yu and said earnestly, "Immortal Master Gongyang, I suggest you stop keeping animals, or you'll run into problems."

"Who said that! I'm going to raise them anyway! Not only will I raise them, but I'll also show all of you who look down on me what I can do and let you know that I can definitely raise something amazing!"

"Oh, then good luck."

Gongyang Yu left in a huff and found a secluded place to continue raising the demons, and sure enough, another batch died.

Looking at the motionless demon in front of him, Gongyang Yu put it into his pocket and then began to think about why this was the case.

However, sword cultivators are all intellectually challenged, and Gongyang Yu, being the most skilled sword cultivator among sword cultivators, had his brain rusted and couldn't function after only half a turn. He could only stare blankly at the demon, not knowing what to do.

Just as she was wondering, she heard a familiar voice: "Master Gongyang, what's wrong with you?"

Looking up, Gongyang Yu saw a player appear before him. The player looked quite young and handsome, but appeared worried, with a prominent mustache on his face.

Upon seeing the other person for the first time, Gongyang Yu knew who they were, so he asked, "Master Wang Jiu, what brings you here? You've started playing games too?"

Wang Jiu sighed, sat down opposite Gongyang Yu, and shook his head, saying, "It's my duty; I have to play."

"What kind of job is so good? Tell me about it."

"The self-management system is being updated. My disciples are experimenting with the self-management function and are now trying to develop it towards the Golden Core stage, so that even Golden Core Immortals can use self-management. For the sake of my disciples' research, I had no choice but to donate my physical body so that they could study it properly. With my physical body donated, my primordial spirit has nowhere to go, so it can only go to the Nebula to check on the situation."

"Hiss... You can't donate this stuff."

"It's alright, it's just a physical body, I can use it whenever I want. Besides, self-management benefits the present and future generations. If my physical body can make a small contribution to the progress of Kyushu, that would be great."

Gongyang Yu silently took a step back and realized he was being foolish, but the entire Wanfa Sect seemed to be a bit eccentric.

Wang Jiu usually behaves quite normally, but I never expected him to be so careless about his own body.

Wang Jiu coughed lightly and then asked, "Master Gongyang, what were you sighing about just now? Why don't you tell me? Perhaps I can help you a little."

"You can't help me with this," Gongyang Yu said regretfully. "You've only been here a short time, so you probably don't know that raising spirits is all the rage here now. Everyone hopes to become the best spirit training master and is actively battling other spirit masters every day."

"I've heard about that. I just regret that I'm not capable enough to change the prevailing attitude in Kyushu. They have so much time to spare, yet they're addicted to games. It's such a waste of their youth."

“…Master Wang Jiu, I must remind you that this game was made by your disciple Lin Yuan.”

"...I only regret that I am not capable enough to make a more suitable tool to make the cultivators addicted to the game."

"So you just don't want to admit that games are beneficial, huh! Fine, you don't understand our preferences, I can understand. My current problem is that I can't make the monster I want, and I always fail in competitions. But you definitely wouldn't understand how difficult such a competition is."

Wang Jiu listened carefully to the instructions for the game "Wangliang," then hesitated and asked, "What's so difficult about it?"

"It's not difficult, give it a try!"

After opening the mini-game interface, Wang Jiu looked at the Wraith Seed he had randomly obtained and said to Gongyang Yu, "This Wraith Seed seems to be more suitable for cultivation with fire magic. As long as we inject more magic power, we can get a good Wraith."

As Gongyang Yu approached, he saw that Wang Jiu's demonic form was constantly expanding in size and its attributes were increasing rapidly. Before long, it turned into a solid block of iron, which looked very impressive.

Especially after seeing the attributes of this demonic artifact, Gongyang Yu opened his mouth wide and stared at Wang Jiu as if he had seen a ghost: "Immortal Master Wang Jiu, have you played with this before?"

"No, but the principles are all similar; it's all about doing the necessary things at the necessary time. Alright, the Wraith is now trained. Click here to participate in the competition."

The monsters, as solid as iron plates, were uploaded and began their duel as soon as they entered the competition platform.

Upon entering the arena, both sides' demons sensed the danger and began to attack each other.

The iron plate-like demon quickly transformed, and a silver-glowing general flew out from it, his longsword turning into starlight, slicing the demon in front of him, who hadn't even had time to transform, into minced meat.

After dealing with the demon, Silver General returned to the iron plate, looking exactly the same as before.

The whole process took no more than three seconds. Seeing the result, Wang Jiu nodded and then said to Gongyang Yu, "How about that? It was very simple, right?"

“…Master, please accept my bow.”

(End of this chapter)