Becoming evil makes you ten times stronger, but becoming a demon gives you hundredfold strength

In the end, a miracle did not occur, and Meng Yu was beaten to pieces, vanishing into ashes.

One mistake, or rather, to win, you must take risks, and then mistakes are inevitable.

In this battle, Zhao Yuxuan won.

Even though Meng Yu repeatedly charged at him, including wounding him, the outcome of the battle was Zhao Yuxuan's victory.

The reason miracles are called miracles is exactly that, they're too easily overturned.

The competition proceeded in this way, with Meng Yu gradually experiencing wins and losses. The further he progressed, the stronger the spells or martial arts the other students had, and the better the items they were equipped with. Often, it was these things that helped them win.

Meng Yu lost, yet it was his losses that garnered him even more sympathy.

If only Meng Yu's weapons were a little better, if only Meng Yu had a few more talismans, if only Meng Yu had even one Heart-Protecting Mirror... Many times, Meng Yu was just a hair's breadth away from victory.

Yet, the more this happened, the more it highlighted Meng Yu's exceptional qualities and the frustration it bred.

Why can't it be a bit fairer?

Why is the gap so large?

We, the impoverished, even with supreme talent, must we be bullied like this?

Some even flipped through history, pointing to scenarios from thousands of years ago, remarking how different it was then, and how many opportunities commoners had.

Of course, more voices came in defense.

Do you realize how much it stimulates the economy, or how many talents were wasted in that era? Poor people, Meng Yu's situation is purely because he's brain-dead. Why did he have to kill!

Match after match, Meng Yu's visibility soared above all other contestants, becoming the undisputed number one on the internet, and his image spread throughout the Star Domain.

After all, he had but one sword, and only one sword.

His successes gained the recognition of the grassroots.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

His failures, in the eyes of countless people, were honorable defeats!

The competition continued towards its end, finally concluding with the last match.

The bald man in prison garb, in the end, did not make it into the top ten.

"Ah, thirty-third place?"

Meng Yu looked at his ranking, nodded, the overall ranking was quite complicated, calculated from a series of lottery-draw matches' comprehensive scores, plus the scores from match after match.

If he hadn't lost to Little Swallow in one match, Meng Yu would have been at least in the top twenty.

However, thirty-third place was precisely the outcome Meng Yu had anticipated.

Lifting his head and looking at the competition site, Meng Yu felt a bit dazed.

These were exceedingly happy days, 12,000 innocent, foolish, clear-eyed, and lively high school students, free of parents and family constraints, had come to a Minor World shaped by a Divine Artifact, living a tense yet joyful life.

Competing in two to three matches daily, they racked their brains for better results, but losing was not a big deal. They were all peers and could gather together every day. Whether drinking or partying, no one would interfere. After the competition, except for a few public places, all information was blocked from the outside, including for those couples trying to taste the forbidden fruit.

The Fifth Order broken Divine Mirror Twelve ensured the safety of the site and that no one would be threatened. The high school students could boldly make friends and gather from all corners of the earth, including exchanging items, sharing mental methods, and having fun in whatever way they wished.

In ancient times, it was said the happiest things in life were to drink the strongest wine, ride the fastest horses, play with the most beautiful women (men), and fight the strongest enemies.

In this Minor World, the high school students enjoyed an unprecedented level of happiness and freedom.

However... these days finally came to an end.

"Wah wah wah..."

That was Little Swallow crying, unable to forget the joyful times of the past two months. She had made many good friends and had tremendous fun.

"Everyone, I am very happy to have met you all here, and I am glad that you are the best class."

The speaker was Master Xue, one of the three presiding masters of the Minor World. However, she had entered the Minor World a year ago and had never come out since then.

Of course, she also received the corresponding resources.

She kindly told everyone about the various events that had happened during the competition, expressing that you are the best group I've ever seen and hoping that you can maintain such a style. In the days to come, live up to your youth.

Then, the top ten students went up on stage to receive their awards.

They were in the limelight.

"Jealous?"

Little Swallow asked.

"Very jealous, how I wish they would take care of me!"

Meng Yu looked at the five girls above and sighed.

The girls in their youth were all stunning beauties, each one a Heavenly Delicate Lady, and every one of them could have connections with a Golden Core Master or even a Nascent Soul.

"Hmph."

Little Swallow couldn't be bothered with him, but someone around was looking with a glint in their eye.

However, it wasn't because of the five beauties, but because of Meng Yu.

The so-called four great sorrows of life, especially when a beauty is about to take the plunge but gets stopped—how frustrating it is. Geniuses like Meng Yu are hard to come by, and once they appear, they're immediately hidden away. It's a pity that he fell into disrepute due to a family tragedy. As long as the price is right, couldn't he be used for personal purposes, ah no, be recruited into one's own family?

Even though he's been sullied, isn't that even more mature?

Even though there are flaws, isn't that even more useful?

Five years, even ten years is no problem!

"So, I hope everyone will remember the joy of today in the days to come..."

Master Xue was delivering her final speech, but the next moment, her expression turned extremely serious.

The Martial Arts Miniature World was protected by strict defenses, and the Fifth Order Divine Instrument, Divine Mirror Twelve, controlled everything, but at this moment, she suddenly could not sense the presence of the Divine Mirror Twelve!

How is this possible?

Her gaze fell upon another Golden Core Master. Just when she wanted to say something, suddenly, Master Xue disappeared into thin air before everyone's eyes. At the same time, the large screen in the sky that broadcast various information about the Martial Arts Miniature World, dividing into hundreds of smaller screens, also lost its signal at this moment.

"Foreign invasion, foreign invasion!"

Simultaneously, another Golden Core Master's body disappeared, and at the same time, all the other Foundation Establishment experts in the Martial Arts Arena disappeared before everyone's eyes. The Wooden Puppets and Water Puppets that served everyone on a daily basis fell to the ground one after another as if they had been unplugged.

"Ahh!"

A student screamed, and many more stood there with cold hands and feet.

The Immortal Sect's favorite thing to tell the students was that you should be grateful for this peaceful, stable, and protected environment. The Immortal Sect protects you, and then every year, documentaries of other worlds are shown to everyone.

Bloody, terrifying, violent, and perverse ones.

Letting everyone see the scenes of how young people live in other worlds.

To make everyone understand, without the protection of Golden Core masters and higher-ups, how miserable it would be for the rest of us.

One thing deeply imprinted on everyone's minds was the respect for the strong.

And now...

Then came the collapsing of the heavens and the splitting of the earth.

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PS: Regarding what was said before, the laws of the Immortal Sect aren't just laws, they are decrees, which are a different matter from laws.