"Ah!"
Wang Youcai suddenly woke up and looked around.
Hadn't his head been chopped off?
Wasn't he dead?
How could he still have thoughts?
As he surveyed his surroundings, he saw Master Xue of the Golden Core, several practicing Foundation Establishnt, and, yes, he even saw a TV screen, on which experts were depicting the scene live!
"What's going on?"
A Foundation Establishnt practitioner ca over and said.
"Mirror Twelve has gone mad and pulled everyone into a virtual world. What just happened was all fake; you don't need to worry."
The expression on the practitioner's face was very calm, even with a hint of satisfaction. How should one put it, Wang Youcai was truly a top-notch individual, with Star Industrial's genetics ensuring his elite status from birth.
Now, he had embarrassed himself.
People like him often act conceited or follow their own set of rules, making decisions based on self-interest, like this instance. He appeared to be actively supporting Ge Caihua while, at the sa ti, sabotaging the voting process. It seed contradictory, but in reality, he was trying to establish his authority among the children in advance.
He didn't even consider deceiving the True Lord of Bai Yang, essentially delivering himself into the True Lord's hands to negotiate a better deal!
The actions of such individuals can sotis be incredibly shrewd, but other tis... they resemble the emperor with no clothes, extrely foolish. He never imagined that everything was virtual, with hundreds of caras recording everything live!
His actions, which he thought were flawless, were now t with countless eyes. The audience viewing the competition was imnse, many Golden Core celebrities analyzed the situation live and promoted their products, eagerly showcasing their feathers. His snide remarks about Ge Caihua had already been analyzed by those outside.
"What?"
Wang Youcai felt darkness before his eyes, and he attempted to refute but then saw a Golden Core practitioner conducting a live sales stream, analyzing his actions at the ti based on the air currents, vibrations, and waveforms, and what he had done.
Another live stream started to expose his history, from his elentary to high school years, every possible detail.
"Didn't my family suppress the publicity?"
Wang Youcai's hands were trembling. His family was a major shareholder of Star Industrial, a well-known manufacturing company in the Immortal Sect. Logically, such a scandal should be kept under wraps, right?
The practitioner just smiled and said nothing. Suppress the publicity?
The entire star system was currently watching this live broadcast, with viewership hitting an all-ti high. Various caras transmitted the sa scenes, as the strears got excited to the extre. At such a ti, who could suppress the popularity? Moreover, there were countless bigwigs watching the scene live!
The practitioner actually felt fortunate that he had been teleported out first; otherwise, if he had been present, he too might have made a fool of himself!
"Let out, let out! I'll explain to everyone, I have my reasons, I..."
Wang Youcai yelled loudly, but the practitioner just shook his head.
"We are still inside the Martial Arts Miniature World. Mirror Twelve is controlling the situation and preventing us from contacting the outside world. Just stay here for now, but..."
Instructions from Master Xue appeared before him.
"You're a bit emotionally unstable, so you'll need to be confined for a few more days."
The practitioner stretched out his hand, drawing a light curtain that enclosed Wang Youcai within, instructing him to stay inside this house.
"The competition isn't over yet. When it's over, you can go out."
He had no sympathy for soone born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He rely wanted to see him in a state of frantic desperation.
How delightful, how very amusing.
…
The Minor Virtual World.
What's the most effective way to force out the truth about sothing?
ng Yu looked at the beautiful girl. This young lady with a decent temperant was likely from a prominent family, appearing both competent and astute.
If it were a regular occasion, whether she was talkative or straight to the point, ng Yu wouldn't be able to compete with her.
The crude ng Yu, not eloquent with words, simply pointed his blood-dripping sword at her.
"Spill the truth, survive, or die."
The girl looked left and right, only to find that though so frowned, most looked on as if watching an exciting show.
Among the twelve thousand students who had co to this arena, each one was a smart cookie. Although they didn't understand why ng Yu suddenly fixated on Wang Youcai, they knew ng Yu had no reason to step up without cause, unless... Wang Youcai had indeed done sothing.
Even Zhuge Caihua and Zhao Yuxuan and the like stood by with their arms, folded.
The beautiful girl, looking at ng Yu's blood-dripping sword, bit her lip, hard. Although she was betrothed to Wang Youcai, it was her family's arrangent, but now, with Wang Youcai dead, why would she keep secrets for a dead man when the scoundrel before her would not hesitate to kill?
She did not even understand what information ng Yu had obtained, but she knew he would swing his sword rcilessly!
Her fiancé had died a bloody death before her eyes, and her neck felt oddly itchy.
Why die over a stubborn retort?
"It was Wang Youcai who did it; he had practiced the Heavenly Dragon Chant, and he made a sound just now," she revealed.
ng Yu nodded in acknowledgnt, oblivious to the fact that in another world, Wang Youcai was trembling all over in agitation, and that his action had led to a couple's breakup. However, he looked around with satisfaction.
The remaining six people all looked pale as they watched ng Yu.
Each of them had an arm chopped off by ng Yu.
It was the most commonly used arm, the one primarily employed for wielding weapons.
Fortunately, they were all at the Qi Cultivation Stage; an imdiate sealing of the blood vessels prevented a bloody death scene, but fighting was out of the question. ng Yu's sword strike that severed their arms was worse for them than death itself!
With a sweep of his sword light, six arms fell in front of Su Xiaoi.
"You can use the Ice Sealing Technique and the Rejuvenation Technique, right?"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Su Xiaoi's tail wagged like an electric fan.
"Good."
The next mont, ng Yu's long sword swung again, and their other arms also fell to the ground.
Thankfully, they were cultivators and could control the spurting of their blood.
"Seal it up, keep it alive," ng Yu instructed as he gathered the other six arms in front of Su Xiaoi, who quickly used her spells to ensure that these arms would stay viable for at least two weeks.
"Alright, you six, having your arms cut off doesn't matter much. Endure for one day, and if you pass the vote draw tomorrow, you can reattach your arms, and there won't be any issues, right?"
ng Yu avoided murder since everyone was watching, and he did not want to engage in futile debates with the clear-minded and naïve children, such as discussing whether these six were bad people or not.
After all, many kids had beco good friends during this match, and had plenty of related cousins they cared about.
These six were no longer a concern; how could they raise their hands to vote without arms?
As for which voting thod they would choose next, what would those who had lost both arms opt for?
Besides a fair and just draw, would they really choose a battle royal?
"Ever since I cut off your arms, you've beco my good brothers."
That was a sure vote.
Of course, if they didn't see it that way, it would only be an abstention.
All this happened very quickly, and by the ti everyone realized what was happening, it was too late to stop ng Yu.
His gaze then moved to the remaining students.
"My proposal is that in addition to granting fifty guaranteed spots, the rest of the students will decide by drawing lots, just like Zhuge Caihua. Of course, if you don't agree..." ng Yu let out a cold snort as his long sword flicked, and the fresh blood that stuck to it vanished as if it never existed.
"I managed to control myself this ti, but next ti I might not be able to."
After a mont of thought, he decided he would no longer pretend to be weaker than he was.
"I can take on a thousand!"
Though he finished only thirty-third in the competition.
Even though he felt he couldn't defeat a thousand.
But he had to show off, didn't he?
He was now the enemy of a thousand!
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