Game Cultivation World: I'm really playing games

After successfully passing the first level, Xue Tianhan was led into a secret room.

In the secret room, dim lights flickered, and the walls were engraved with ancient and mysterious runes, as if silently telling the legends of the past.

In the center of the room, a spiritual array emitted a soft halo. The lines of the spiritual array were intricate and intertwined, like the trajectory of stars. There was a faint spiritual power flowing slowly through it, as if calling Xue Tianhan to step into it.

He walked slowly into the formation, his expression calm, his clothes fluttering gently in the wind.

Xue Tianhan raised his head slightly, staring firmly ahead. Although he felt a little uneasy about the unknown test, his steady steps did not show any hesitation.

In a moment, a ray of light slowly rose. At first, it was as weak as a firefly, but it suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance and moved around his body like a spirit snake.

Wherever the light touched, his skin tingled slightly, as if countless fine electric currents were running through his meridians. The light carefully scanned his meridians and spiritual roots, as if exploring the secrets hidden deep within his body.

After the test was completed, the elder in charge's originally calm face suddenly showed surprise, with a hint of surprise and curiosity in his eyes. His deep eyes stared at Xue Tianhan, as if he wanted to see through him.

"Your spiritual roots are quite unique," the elder said slowly, with a hint of amazement that was hard to conceal in his voice. "Although your spiritual power is currently somewhat blocked, your bones are excellent. If you can open up your spiritual power, your future will be limitless."

Xue Tianhan was delighted and quickly clasped his fists in salute, leaning forward and respectfully said, "Please give me some advice, Elder."

His eyes were full of anticipation and desire, his hands were clasped in a standard and powerful posture, and his slightly trembling fingers revealed his inner excitement.

The elder shook his head slightly, stroking his long beard, which cascaded down like a silver waterfall, swaying gently with his movements. "This is your own opportunity. You must explore it on your own. No one else can help you. But you have passed this level."

There was a hint of helplessness in the elder's words, and it seemed to imply the difficulty and uniqueness of Xue Tianhan's future path.

The third level is a test of your character. It is like a fantastic journey of the soul, thrilling and full of helplessness, just like life gives you a sweet date and then slaps you hard in the face, and you have to smile and say it doesn't hurt.

Xue Tianhan only felt the interweaving of light and shadow in front of his eyes, and the world was spinning, as if he was stuffed into a rapidly rotating wooden barrel after being drunk.

After a strong feeling of dizziness, he was suddenly dragged into a strange and unpredictable illusion that looked like an abyss by an invisible and mysterious force.

Within the illusion, Xiao Qi felt as if he had been cursed by a demon, trapped in a desperate situation. The thick, heavy darkness, like ink, surged like a raging, roaring wave, surging wildly and emitting a terrifying aura. It was like a self-aware evil demon, swearing a vicious oath to devour Xiao Qi completely.

Xiaoqi's slender and fragile figure appeared and disappeared in this endless dark abyss, just like a dying candle in a storm, which could be extinguished by the waves of darkness at any time.

Her eyes were filled with fear and despair, and she cried out for help to Xue Tianhan at the top of her lungs: "Tianhan, save me!"

The shrill cry was like an extremely sharp arrow that could pierce through metal and stone. It went straight through Xue Tianhan's eardrums and pierced deep into his heart, causing his soul to tremble violently.

This shout nearly gave Xue Tianhan a heart attack. He thought to himself, "Xiao Qi, you're going to kill me!"

Xue Tianhan's heart raced at the sight, like a trapped beast mercilessly roasted by a raging fire, or an ant frantically spinning around in a hot pot. His legs instinctively exerted force, his toes tapping the ground as he leaned forward, involuntarily charging towards Xiao Qi, desperate to break through the endless darkness and rescue Xiao Qi from the brink of danger.

However, just as his feet left the ground, a flash of clarity flashed through his chaotic mind like a lightning that cuts through the dark night. He suddenly realized that this might be an elaborately designed illusion trap with hidden mysteries.

His brows instantly knitted together into a deep frown, and a trace of pain and struggle flashed across his eyes. He wondered to himself, "Could this be a test of my character? If I act rashly, I might get caught up in it and ultimately fail."

Although his reason was trying hard to stop his impulsive behavior deep in his heart, the torrent of emotions was like a flood that broke through the dam, surging and almost completely drowning his reason.

Xiao Qi's desperate eyes and miserable cries were like an extremely sharp blade, cutting back and forth in his heart, and the pain spread throughout his body like vines.

Xue Tianhan roared inwardly: "What kind of crappy test is this? It's just a tormenting little demon!"

After a brief stalemate, he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. With unyielding willpower, he tried to suppress the fear and anxiety in his heart. He knew that everything that seemed so real was just a false appearance woven by the illusion, whose purpose was to temper the foundation of his character and make it more resilient and strong.

So, he clenched his teeth, gnashing them together with a clattering sound, as if he wanted to chew up all the suffering in the world and swallow it all. He suppressed the pain that surged like a tide in his heart and began to practice a ground-level mental method from the academy's library.

He slowly closed his eyes, shutting out all external distractions and noise, and quickly changed seals with his hands. His ten fingers were like nimble snakes, crisscrossing and weaving, forming mysterious marks.

At the same time, he muttered something in his mouth, and obscure spells were slowly exhaled with his breathing, turning into invisible sound waves and slowly spreading in the illusion.

As his mental method continued to operate, a faint golden light gradually appeared around him. At first, the golden light was like the glimmer of light penetrating the mist in the morning light, soft and dim. However, with his unremitting efforts and persistence, the light became stronger and brighter, until it was as dazzling as the scorching sun in the sky.

The brilliant golden light collided and squeezed with the inky darkness around it. For a moment, the sound of crackling was endless, as if the forces of good and evil were engaged in a thrilling, life-and-death battle.

Xue Tianhan was now as focused as a wooden sculpture, muttering to himself, "I'm not done with this illusion of yours. I'll destroy you, this troublemaker!"

Xue Tianhan was concentrating, veins bulging on his forehead, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead like beads from a broken string, sliding down his cheeks and wetting his clothes.

He seemed oblivious, completely absorbed in cultivating his mind and fighting the illusion. At this moment, his heart held only one unwavering belief: to break through the illusion and protect Xiao Qi.

Just when he was about to break through the illusion, suddenly, countless black tentacles stretched out from the darkness, silently and quietly wrapped around his limbs and body like ghosts, like the giant claws of a devil, dragging him mercilessly into the depths of darkness.

Xiao Qi's figure also disappeared at this moment, leaving only endless darkness and creepy silence.

Xue Tianhan's heart trembled, knowing this was the illusion's final, frantic counterattack, but he showed no sign of retreat. He channeled the spiritual power of the top-grade spirit stone, concentrating it in his palm and thrusting it outward. A powerful golden shockwave erupted from his hand, like a blazing sun, temporarily dispelling the black tentacles.

Xue Tianhan roared: "You are too young to trap me. I am an indestructible cockroach!"

But before he could catch his breath, the scene around him changed unpredictably again.

He found himself on a desolate battlefield, corpses strewn across the ground. The pungent smell of blood filled the air. Not far away lay Xiao Qi, a sword lodged in her chest. Blood gushed out, staining the ground beneath her red.

Xue Tianhan's eyes were red with anger, and he rushed towards Xiao Qi with a roar. But when he picked up Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared, leaving only a ethereal laughter echoing in his ears: "You will never be able to save her, hahahaha..."

Xue Tian was so cold that he jumped up and down: "Is this illusion too good to be true? You always play these pranks!"

Xue Tianhan fell into the abyss of despair and anger, but he knew in his heart that all this was an illusion manipulating his emotions and trying to completely defeat him.

He readjusted his mindset, like a phoenix rising from the ashes, and once again circulated his mental skills, trying to find the flaws and weaknesses in the illusion.

Just as he was thinking hard, a purple lightning suddenly fell from the sky, like a punishment from heaven, and struck him straight down.

Xue Tianhan had nowhere to hide and could only take the blow head-on. The moment it struck him, he felt a sharp pain throughout his body, as if his body was about to be torn apart, and his soul trembled. But he gritted his teeth and persevered, relying on his indomitable willpower to stabilize his body under the bombardment of the purple lightning.

Xue Tianhan groaned inwardly, "You're going to chop me into skewers, Huanjing, you're such a heartless bastard!"

As the purple lightning dissipated, a huge mirror appeared in the illusion, reflecting his inner fears and weaknesses.

He saw that he often lost his mind because of Xiaoqi, and saw that he hesitated and retreated when facing difficulties.

Xue Tianhan stared at himself in the mirror, feeling a strong sense of shame and mission in his heart. He realized that only by overcoming these inner obstacles could he truly break through the illusion.

So, he shouted to himself in the mirror, "I won't be defeated by you! I will protect Xiao Qi and become a strong man!"

Before he finished speaking, the mirror shattered into countless crystal fragments, and the surrounding illusion began to collapse.

The darkness gradually dissipated, and light returned. Xue Tianhan successfully escaped from the illusion. He collapsed to the ground exhausted, gasping for breath, but his eyes were full of determination and hope.

When he walked out of the illusion, an old man with white hair and an immortal look who looked like the leader of a sect appeared in front of him.

The old man was dressed in a white robe embroidered with golden threads, which fluttered gently in the breeze, as if merging with the heavens and earth, a transcendental being. His eyes were filled with approval, and he smiled and said, "Yes, you have passed the tests of strength, spiritual roots, and character. Welcome to join the Lingxu Sect."

Xue Tianhan breathed a sigh of relief, a pleased smile on his face, and saluted again: "Thank you, Master. I will do my best to live up to the name of Lingxu Sect."