Confirmation

"Don't get cocky." "Right now, you're like a turtle in a jar. It's only a matter of time before we catch you. Just wait to die!" Seeing that Fathe'aim didn't seem very good at trash-talking, Lauked-Hades stepped slowly forward. Looking down contemptuously at the Ox-Horse Beast, he sneered. In truth, he didn't actually believe this event existed just to kill Yu Xian. After all, past events had always been automatically generated by the Zhen Realm; in his eyes, it was all merely a coincidence. However, he didn't mind playing along. Since Yu Xian believed this event was held to kill him, then it could very well exist for that purpose. Beside him, Fathe'aim hesitated, looking frustrated. He had secretly planned this event—partly to kill Yu Xian, and partly to reap benefits for himself. How did both Yu Xian and Lauked-Hades already know about it? "Then let's see who ends up killing whom," Yu Xian said, looking at Lauked-Hades with a confident smile. While they were talking, another one of his summoned beasts had located a treasure chest. At the rate he was finding chests, an insidious plan had actually crossed his mind. As long as he collected all the treasure chests beforehand, he could use the event rules to wipe out Lauked-Hades and Fathe'aim. Combat had never required head-on clashes every single time; taking a roundabout approach worked just as well. As long as it killed his opponents, that was enough. "Ma lou, ma lou..." Yu Xian's consciousness withdrew from the Ox-Horse Beast. The creature's eyes reverted to their vacant, exhausted state, and it let out a strange cry. "Hmph!" Lauked-Hades slapped the Ox-Horse Beast dead with a single blow. He turned to Fathe'aim beside him and said seriously, "Looks like we need to pick up the pace. Yu Xian might try to sweep up all the treasure chests beforehand. He has the numbers on his side, and that's the only way he could kill us." When Yu Xian said "who ends up killing whom," Lauked-Hades' heart had skipped a beat, and he had instantly thought of this possibility. He just hadn't said it in front of Yu Xian. If Yu Xian's plan had been different from what he imagined, wouldn't speaking up have given Yu Xian the idea? Now that Yu Xian's summon was dead, however, he could share his suspicion with Fathe'aim to strengthen their rapport and instill a sense of urgency in him. "Damn it! I never expected the rules I designed would turn into a spear in Yu Xian's hands," Fathe'aim said, his face darkening after listening to Lauked-Hades. Lauked-Hades' eyes widened in shock. Staring at Fathe'aim in disbelief, he asked, "You really set this event up?" "Didn't you already know..." Fathe'aim stared back at Lauked-Hades in surprise, but before he could finish, he realized his mistake. Both Yu Xian and Lauked-Hades had likely just been guessing or bluffing! Yet he had foolishly bought it and blurted out the truth himself. The two stood staring at each other in awkward silence. After quite a while, Lauked-Hades asked in a low voice, "Can you tell me how to get the Zhen Realm to hold an event?" He was intensely curious. Equally curious was an inconspicuous eyeball concealed under the cover of white light. ... The Ox-Horse Beast's true name was Sibuxiang. It possessed a special skill called [Bend to the Task, Give One's All Until Death]. This skill allowed the Ox-Horse Beast to leave behind an eyeball with an extremely low presence upon death. The eyeball had the ability to transmit information, sending the final images it saw back to other Ox-Horse Beasts in its herd. After it became a summoned beast, however, the skill underwent a new change: instead of transmitting information to the herd, it sent it directly to Yu Xian. Avici Hell. Yu Xian opened his eyes and exclaimed in surprise, "Holy crap, it really was an event designed by a player!" Before this, he had only been guessing. He had even been skeptical—believing it only thirty percent and doubting it seventy percent. He hadn't expected Fathe'aim to spill the beans himself. Judging by Lauked-Hades' reaction, someone being able to design an event was extraordinarily rare, perhaps even unprecedented. "Does Fathe'aim really have that kind of capability? Or did he get lucky and obtain a rare item?" Many thoughts flashed through Yu Xian's mind in an instant. He always felt Fathe'aim didn't seem capable of pulling something like this off. The guy was fierce and ruthless enough, but not particularly bright—he couldn't even win a battle of wits and words. Could there be another faction behind Fathe'aim? Safety first—better to assume someone was backing him for now. Thinking this, Yu Xian closed his eyes and expended a massive amount of Primordial Power to deploy a large number of Silver Mirror Ghost Kings directly into the labyrinth. Every location he had visited was seeded with Silver Mirror Ghost Kings, which then shifted into his likeness and began churning out troops. He intended to find as many chests as possible in the shortest amount of time, taking the paths Lauked-Hades and Fathe'aim had yet to traverse and claiming every chest they might find for himself. Throughout the labyrinth, countless Silver Mirror Ghost Kings bearing Yu Xian's face began running. As they ran, they created summoned beasts, which in turn sprinted off, fanning out in every direction. Yu Xian had the overwhelming advantage of numbers, and his scavenging ability was terrifying. A little over ten minutes later, he found another treasure chest. Swapping places with that summon to claim the chest, he swiftly swapped back. Over the next few hours, he repeated this process. Once the number of summons reached a certain scale, Yu Xian stopped behaving like a decent human being. He began planting Dung Slimes everywhere. He even went so far as to open some treasure chests, take out the rewards, and stuff a Dung Slime inside. Hopefully, whichever Class user found those chests wouldn't be too pleasantly surprised. "Big Bro!" As one Silver Mirror Ghost King was sprinting along, Little Nora's voice suddenly rang out from the left. The ghost king halted. Yu Xian immediately projected his consciousness into it and turned to look down the left passage. Sure enough, Little Nora ran out, shouting excitedly, "It really is Big Bro! I knew it was you!" "Little Nora, how many chests have you found?" Yu Xian asked with a smile. Little Nora replied, "I've found more than ten! Do you want them, Big Bro? I saved them all for you." She had simply been wandering around aimlessly and somehow kept stumbling upon locations with chests. Just walking around had netted her more than ten chests without having to search at all. "I've already found enough of mine," Yu Xian said with a chuckle. "Hold onto them for now and see if anyone else needs them." Yu Xian then walked alongside Little Nora, filling her in on the fact that this event was a trap. Little Nora grew furious upon hearing it. She had thought this was a fun game, only for it to be Fathe'aim's conspiracy. How was this any different from discovering the chocolate in your ice cream wasn't chocolate at all, but poop? Outrageous! "Big Bro, let me see if I can get Big Sister to beat him to death!" The more Little Nora thought about it, the angrier she got, deciding then and there to eliminate the villain from the event. Even if a pot of soup had rat droppings in it, as long as you scooped the droppings out, the soup was still drinkable—at least in Little Nora's world. Since this event had rat droppings in it, she would just get rid of them!