Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 32

Chapter 32: A flawed state of mind

. Qin Luan awoke somewhat disoriented. As he gradually regained consciousness, he realized that everything had been an illusion, and was inevitably startled.

He had seen a weak woman crying for help, and out of compassion, he rescued her. Furthermore, out of sympathy for the people of the world, he wanted to unify the world, quell the war, and usher in a peaceful and prosperous era.

Although he ultimately quelled the conflict and established a new nation, he knew that compassion was bullshit; he simply coveted her body!

If he hadn’t firmly believed that his cultivation was his own ideal and hadn’t consumed any precious resources, he might have truly sunk into the illusion.

Qin Luan was also an extremely intelligent person. He quickly understood the secret realm’s test.

Seeing that only he and Jiang Li were awake, he knew that only the two of them had passed the first level of the secret realm.

And this man, Kong Li, had awakened even earlier than him, and he couldn’t help but admire him deeply.

“Brother Kong, you’re so secretive!” he exclaimed in heartfelt admiration. He boasted of his own strength and brazenly claimed to be protecting others.

In his opinion, his time of one month to explore the secret realm was exceptionally fast, and no one of his generation and realm should surpass him.

However, reality told him he wasn’t yet the best among his peers. He

shouldn’t be arrogant.

The discovery of the secret realm didn’t elevate Qin Luan’s spirit; instead, seeing Jiang Li, who was even more accomplished than himself, elevated his spirits.

“It was just luck, it was all luck,” Jiang Li chuckled.

What a humble man!

Qin Luan’s admiration for Jiang Li deepened.

Jiang Li, growing bored waiting, muttered to himself, “Senior Meng, can you let me see how the little ones perform in the illusion?”

Before he could finish, the water vapor in the secret realm condensed into a smooth mirror, revealing the performances of the others.

Qin Luan, assuming it was a reward for waking up first, leaned over to take a look.

The possessed being was named Li Litong, and the mirror reflected his illusion.

The experiences within the illusions were all similar: a pitiful young girl pleading for help. Jiang Li encountered Meng Chun, Qin Luan encountered another, and Li Litong encountered yet another.

After rescuing the young girl, Li Litong followed her advice to pacify the world and save the people. However, his methods were brutal, killing countless people, and countless swords were broken.

He believed saving the people was a prerequisite for passing the secret realm.

Even if he had been here in a past life, he wouldn’t have been able to tell it was an illusion, let alone a spirit-transforming body possessed.

Li Litong’s cultivation level also gradually increased with each killing, approaching the Foundation Establishment stage.

Jiang Li saw that the cultivation method he practiced involved absorbing Qi and blood. Killing people could maximize the absorption of Qi and blood. This type of cultivation method was very similar to the magic path, but they were not the same.

The magic path was a concept, while the cultivation method was just a method.

There were no magic cultivation methods, only practitioners.

Most practitioners of killing techniques choose to join law enforcement or the military, while a smaller number choose to join sects, honing their skills through inter-sect combat.

Li Litong fell into the latter category. In

the illusionary realm, Li Litong thrived, surrounded by numerous Qi-training cultivators at the first level, allowing him to improve his cultivation.

Had he joined the army in Jiuzhou, he would undoubtedly have been cannon fodder at the Foundation Establishment stage. But fighting against the armies of the illusionary realm, he was a god of war!

He felt as if he had returned to his peak Spirit Transformation stage, revered by all.

Li Litong also consumed rare treasures, but cautiously, taking only limited amounts. He clearly understood the side effects of relying solely on them, and the subsequent lack of strength needed for breakthroughs.

He unified the empire in twenty days, consolidated his power in a month and a half, and even cultivated to the early stages of the Golden Core stage, but he never achieved a breakthrough.

But Li Litong wasn’t in a rush; he relished the admiration he felt, a feeling similar to his previous life.

Besides the nine great dynasties, Jiuzhou also boasted hundreds of smaller states, whose rulers were around the Spirit Transformation stage.

Two months later, Li Litong, having avoided visiting the harem, was judged by the illusion to have not indulged in women and passed the test.

Although Li Litong admired beautiful women, he was practicing the Tongzi Kungfu, which prohibited him from approaching women.

What could he do? The strongest martial arts he knew were Tongzi Kungfu, and he felt despair.

However, upon closer examination, Li Litong’s concentration was indeed strong, and he met the requirements for passing the test.

Upon waking, Li Litong discovered he was still in the late Foundation Establishment stage. Realizing it was all an illusion, he felt a sense of emptiness.

Seeing Jiang Li and Qin Luan intently observing the water mirror, he realized he was only in third place.

This irritated him greatly. As a possessed cultivator, he looked down on those in the Foundation Establishment stage, believing himself to be naturally superior.

Furthermore, he desired to place first in this secret realm test and receive the prize, which would greatly aid his return to the Spiritual Transformation stage and even further.

However, he only placed third on the first level. To achieve first place overall, he would need to achieve an excellent first place on the second level.

He lacked confidence.

Thinking of this, his face showed a fierce look. They had signed a life and death agreement when entering the secret realm. Even if something happened in the secret realm, the Great Zhou would not hold them responsible!

Bang—

Li Litong’s blood surged, and he cut his palm, condensing his blood into two blood daggers, rushing towards Jiang Li and Qin Luan like a cannonball.

He didn’t care that they were just two people with a slight advantage in state of mind. Combat power was the foundation of a cultivator!

He was very confident in his combat power!

“Brother Kong, be careful!” Qin Luan reacted quickly and protected Jiang Li in front. He felt tremendous pressure. This man put more pressure on him than Song Ying and Qi Sha Daozi. He was very likely to lose!

Jiang Li kicked Li Litong away without saying a word. Not only did Qin Luan fail to react, but Li Litong himself didn’t react either!

“With this state of mind, he can become a god? I really don’t know what kind of luck he has.”

Jiang Li sneered, no longer paying attention to Li Litong, and continued to look at the water mirror.

This light, airy sentence, transmitted through the convergent lines of voice, revealed Li Litong’s greatest secret, shocking him, leaving him sweating profusely and filled with fear, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

A powerful being in the fusion! This was a powerful being in the fusion!

Jiang Li detected Li Litong’s reaction with his spiritual sense and shook his head slightly. It seemed his intention to point out the flaws in his state of mind had been in vain.

Because of the convergent lines of voice transmission, Qin Luan didn’t hear it, and his admiration for Jiang Li only grew stronger.

“What sect does Brother Kong belong to? How can he cultivate to such a powerful level?”

In Qin Luan’s view, Jiang Li’s strength was due to his powerful cultivation method.

Jiang Li smiled and said, “Want to join my sect? Not impossible.”

Jiang Li hadn’t lied to Qin Luan. With his talent and state of mind, he could definitely become a candidate for the Human Emperor and compete for the next Human Emperor.

“Look, this is Song Ying’s illusion now.”

Qin Luan wanted to say something else, but when he heard it was Song Ying’s illusion, he felt an itch in his heart, eager to see how Song Ying would choose.

(End of this chapter)