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Yan Tianhua appears to be the core "planner" and the backbone of the organization, but in reality, the four people are the core.
Yan Tianhua looked at the three of them and asked in a questioning tone, "How should we decorate?"
Bai Hanxin deliberately wrote in an elegant style, "It is up to you to decide."
The other two wandered off into thought.
Yan Tianhua displayed the demeanor of a senior disciple, saying, "According to the rules of previous years, each venue is located in a different direction. This year, the Wuqing Peak disciples will decide, so we will each be assigned a venue and choose one ourselves."
Bai Hanxin, with a humble and polite demeanor, said, "I choose the North."
Gu Shuoxing then slowly said, "South."
As for how to pair up with Chi Wangyue, that's naturally up to the junior brother to choose first.
"Senior brother, you choose first, I'll go with whatever you want." Chi Wangyue was eager to try, but she didn't go too far and took it easy.
Yan Tianhua, having already spoken, proceeded to construct the tree according to her own ideas.
"I am the Lord of the West, you are the Lord of the East."
“Okay!” Chi Wangyue responded with some interest.
Regarding "martial virtue," there is an old saying that "without rules, there can be no order." But by reversing this approach and drawing on past experience, Yan Tianhua came up with a preliminary idea.
For example, the whole structure is circular, with a large red drum at each of the four corners. The area below the stage is divided into two sections: one is the candidate area for participants, and the other is the viewing area for the contestants.
At the very top of the stage, there were four large platforms connecting to each other. The one in the middle was where Xu Nian was staying; the other peak masters could choose their own seats.
For example, the name "Martial Virtue" is actually meaningless; a person who cannot achieve anything in life just drifts through the days and ultimately gains nothing for themselves.
However, considering the source of the Luoshu, there are countless disciples, and quite a few people who practice miscellaneous arts. So, we decided to delve deeper into all aspects of the art, setting up separate venues for competing in alchemy and talisman drawing, and also making them separately.
From one to many, from a dead end to a path of life.
Bai Hanxin crossed his arms and pondered, when he caught a glimpse of his own alchemy furnace and a trial unique to him came to mind—[Discussion on the Dao].
Those who discuss the Dao naturally belong to the Dao of Alchemy. Only those who are also practitioners of the Dao of Alchemy can participate and win. This is the condition. Those who have sufficient aptitude, cultivation, and experience are the winners.
Furthermore, she meticulously added some explosive effects, so that from the moment you enter the venue, you'll unconsciously come into contact with the glitter that creates a "dizzying" sensation. The glitter is harmless; it just makes you feel a little tired for a moment.
The glitter is a simple extract that she's been playing around with lately.
Use a cynical approach to assess the skills and proficiency of those you encounter; those who are qualified will naturally prevail.
"The Sect Grand Competition is underway. If any person with ill intentions is found, they will be punished." She "playfully" extracted a powder with a strong aftereffect—a golden glitter. It's a long story. It was extracted from a certain herb. She has a strong sense of fun, which led to the following scene.
As a professional academic, Bai Hanxin has his own unique classification considerations. For example, this kind of herb that specifically attacks the spirit can be divided into categories and varieties.
Based on the feedback regarding the sensation of dizziness, it leans towards a simple, micro-sized anesthetic that paralyzes the nerves.
Gu Shuoxing tried to find a loophole in the question, "Is it legitimate?"
"Definitely." Bai Hanxin spoke seriously, without the slightest fear, when she mentioned her professional field, like a smug big bad wolf.
"Oh, that's good."
Bai Hanxin looked at him and said, "Hmm."
Gu Shuoxing looked at Yan Tianhua with a thoughtful expression.
How many people do you think we can accommodate?
"I don't know."
Gu Shuoxing then analyzed, "The problem I created is called 'Time Shift,' which is about achieving the greatest benefit in the shortest amount of time."
【Time Shift】Similar to the game mechanic of hide-and-seek, where time changes over time.
This requires a large number of participants.
The venue may have limited capacity, but skills and equipment have no boundaries.
For example, “We can buy a hundred or so space beads. Those who can’t get to the front can be grouped into groups of a hundred. Those who stay inside the space beads are the losers. It’s a decent deal. After the event, most of the manpower is with me, which can minimize the burden on everyone.”
"Um."
Finally, the three looked at him. "Little Mochizuki, do you have any ideas?"
When it was Chi Wangyue's turn, he felt as if a huge light bulb was shining on his head. As the three people's eyes met, a flash of inspiration struck him.
"Can we use a combination of reality and illusion, along with a theatrical rhythm, to confuse the contestants?"
A dream world where you can act.
After Chi Wangyue finished speaking, the three of them expressed their support.
Yan Tianhua looked at his junior brother seriously and said that he silently patted Gu Lao Er on the shoulder.
Gu Lao Er laughed heartily, and instantly, the previous cold and silent atmosphere dissipated.
Of course.
"Can."
You're really something.
When they finally took action, they stepped into another closed loop.
Afterwards, the four of them discussed the matter in the bamboo house.
This house is considered one of Yan Tianhua's personal properties.
The space is large, but the furnishings are simple: various exquisite and small ceramics, palm-sized dolls, colorful wind chimes, and bamboo groves around the small house. In the tranquility, it is a secluded and secluded place.
The house is nice, but the people are noisy.
During the conversation, Chi Wangyue sat obediently on a bamboo-woven chair, with Gu Shuoxing standing next to him, chatting casually with the second brother. Bai Hanxin, on the other hand, squatted down and rummaged through all the medicinal herbs inside, her eyes seemingly fixed on a rare and exquisite herb!
Yan Tianhua first scanned the four of them, each with their own story.
Before Yan Tianhua could speak again, Chi Wangyue took the opportunity to make a request to the system.
"I almost completed the task Elder Xingjuan assigned me—a crucial location for the future Sect Grand Competition. Isn't there any reward?" Chi Wangyue tried to signal with her eyes, "Do you understand?"
Hu Li looked at the host searching for the reward and realized that it was not good at its job. It paused for a moment and said, "There should be. I'll go check."
It then slowly added, "Wait for me."
Chi Wangyue blinked, and Hu Li acted quickly, "Host, I found a mask."
"That's it?" Chi Wangyue asked doubtfully.
"Think about it, I'm a capable, well-funded, and good-looking person. You can imagine how much I've invested in this task. Even if I didn't work hard, I've certainly put in a lot of effort."
Hu Li tried to refute, "But, host..."
Chi Wangyue looked at it, "Isn't that right? We're like grasshoppers on the same path!"
Hu Li immediately felt a sense of awkwardness, a feeling that was both unreasonable and not at all abrupt. Three hundred and sixty-six, it stood on its own side.
Chi Wangyue seemed oblivious to the changes in the system, but still earnestly and solemnly said, "We humans are different from the system. The system can extract the information it needs based on big data, and it can use its own app to determine which things a group prefers."
"We humans can like a few things or a lot of things, or one or more things. In short, the quantity is not fixed, and our hobbies will naturally be different. We don't consume for the sake of consumption, but because we like it."
"..." Hu Li remained coldly silent. Then, Hu Li looked somewhat dazed, as if she was on her way to enter the main system and browse through the data.
Seeing that Hu Li was wavering, Chi Wangyue prepared to add fuel to the fire.
He spoke in a tactful tone, feigning a hint of grievance, "Look, my eldest brother, Gu Lao Er, and Bai Hanxin all said my idea is acceptable. Besides, they are human beings, are you?"
"...I am not human, but a subsystem of the main system, so I will try my best to serve the host!"
Chi Wangyue glanced at Hu Li, whose tone was somewhat sullen, and then, knowing when to stop, changed his tone completely. It was as if he were offering comforting words after Gu Mi was injured.
Logically speaking, a person with normal emotions would find these actions somewhat "attentive," but right now, its CPU is probably about to burn out, so let's ignore it for the time being.
"【Illusionary Play】is my idea, and I naturally understand its essence. This 【Sect Grand Competition】is to be organized by us four young men and women. If we don't put some effort into it, are we just going to keep using the same old, worn-out methods? We're already tired of repeating the same old tricks over and over again."
Hu Li nodded, "Good, good." The host did the right thing! People can't keep walking the same old path, even if it's wrong and they've never seen it before. But paths are made by people walking them, and as long as there are people, there will be paths!
Seeing that his little system was gradually convincing itself, Chi Wangyue turned his gaze back to his side, becoming honest and somewhat reserved. He looked very tactful, but inside he was like a smug tiger.
Chi Wangyue blinked, and Yan Tianhua spoke up to summarize. Although he was the most difficult, unreliable, and hardest to deal with, the others thought the same way.
The design itself is a "stage" with endless loopholes.
Does "actor" automatically imply the idea that "life is like a play"? While seeing "play" might remind one of the Joker, it's undeniably stunning.
These are all difficult matters. The eldest brother is steady and can handle it, but if there were a path that doesn't involve so many thorns, then there would be no need to act this way.
Ruthless Peak, our sect cultivates immortality, and the Ruthless Path is published; it is sure to be a masterpiece.
From a certain perspective, they are indeed capable. After they finish, the reputation of the Ruthless Path will likely see another boost. "Are they trying to step into half of the Yama's Palace by handing over the stage to them?"
In short, the person who wakes up after a night's sleep is definitely the type that everyone hates.
Yan Tianhua noticed that the troublesome people didn't seem to realize how troublesome they were, except for Chi Wangyue, who appeared to be "more obedient".
For the participants, having the option of going and regretting it, or not going and regretting it, is not a good option. Those who are focused on immediate benefits go to the "Illusionary Play" and return with a sense of "vague emptiness". Meanwhile, those who are just there to watch the competition are wrapped in beads and held by others, and their experience is also very psychedelic.
Another important metric for participants is high quality.
Chi Wangyue knew perfectly well that they were the rule-makers and the plot drivers. Could they really just abandon everything and do nothing, letting even a three-year-old try out a simple "tactic" that would be acceptable? That was impossible.
Who are they? They are disciples of the Ruthless Peak, renowned figures.
Who is Xing Juan? He is the chief of the Ruthless Path!
Why be reserved at the beginning? Everyone says that the Wuqingdao sect has the fewest members, and there are all sorts of speculations, but in reality, not a single one has been seen.
Yan Tianhua had a moment of inspiration to do just that, to make it a big deal out of it; his ambition stemmed from a surge of rational thought.
At this moment, Chi Wangyue and Yan Tianhua looked at each other across the distance.
Bai Hanxin looked at the two of them and silently sneezed.
"What's wrong?" Chi Wangyue asked casually.
"Maybe someone is talking about me?" Bai Hanxin patted herself, quickly and decisively ruling out the worst possibility.
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