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

The dust settled, Yanwu Virtual Mini World.

Then, the drawing of lots began.

Many people glared at Meng Yu with anger, fear, and even loss of composure, but although Meng Yu was initially disconcerted, he quickly calmed down.

When you're beaten, you have to admit it and stand tall.

This time it was his mistake; he hadn't expected these elite students to still have an unyielding spirit and cunning.

However, to his surprise, he found that there was not even the slightest bit of fear in his heart.

Perhaps, only he knew that all of this was illusory, but what if it were real...

It didn't matter, men should not blame heaven and others.

He stepped down from the stage, and Little Swallow came to his side, taking hold of Meng Yu's hand.

"Live together, die together."

She spoke thus, leaning on Meng Yu's shoulder, with a smile blooming like flowers.

At this moment, the entire venue became peaceful, with no noise or chaos; the children, regardless of their stance, all breathed a sigh of relief, awaiting the judgment of fate.

On the big screen, the lottery drawing program was an interesting one called Little Cat Fishing, projected above, where a cat used its tail to go fishing, pulling up one name after another.

One by one, places were drawn and people were overjoyed, and then... when the last name came up, Meng Yu did not see his own name.

He was out, he was not granted clemency!

Was it uncomfortable?

Was it sad?

He smiled and looked at True Lord of Bai Yang.

The proposal had a loophole, or rather, a blank space—what to do with those whose votes failed?

The True Lord of Bai Yang didn't say whether those who failed the vote would be killed immediately or if the failed voters could kill others and vote again.

Or even commit suicide?

"It seems my luck is really not that good..."

Meng Yu sighed, then sighed again, while the surrounding gazes were all fixed on him.

Two sides, losers and winners, and whichever side Meng Yu joined would win.

If he wanted to overturn the results of the vote.

"I am not the sort of person to go back on my word."

Meng Yu smiled, pointing a finger at Little Swallow who was about to speak, rendering her immobile, and then walked towards True Lord of Bai Yang.

"Everyone, see you in the next life."

The powerful Nascent Soul, like mountains and seas, exuded a pressuring might that could scare everyone away.

He approached that Nascent Soul, ready to die in battle, although Zhuge Caihua had mentioned Meng Yu's plan to acknowledge True Lord of Bai Yang as his father.

But now, he really couldn't kneel...

"Are you going to draw your sword on me?"

True Lord of Bai Yang smiled as he looked at Meng Yu and the people behind him.

Some quietly followed behind Meng Yu.

"Do you think, at this time, they are united with you?"

"Or do you abandon your sword now, call me righteous father, and I will spare your life?"

"Or will you and they attack me together, and die together?"

He smiled as he watched Meng Yu, his pressure like Mount Tai and the five mountains.

The next moment.

Meng Yu raised his middle finger.

Although he was uneasy inside, he raised it nonetheless.

He was pragmatic, ruthless, but he also had the courage to take a desperate stand.

Worst comes to worst, he'll just reset and be reborn!

Bring it on!

...

"Stop, stop I say!"

A Golden Core Master was roaring loudly outside, and of course, everyone could not let things go on.

The children had already performed very well, and if they were provoked any further, that would not be good.

"Hmm, I've heard a story, it goes 'commit crimes and you get the gold belt, lay down the butcher's knife and you become a Buddha on the spot, do all the bad things in one go, and then you can be treated more leniently.' So tell me, what's the verdict for me?"

Mirror Twelve said this with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, gazing at everyone, especially giving Master Lihua a smiling glance.

"Alright, you win..."

Someone conceded, "We'll deal with you in the lightest possible way."

Eventually, a decision was made by everyone.

It wasn't because of Meng Yu, but for the sake of many more children, the thousands of students ready to face True Lord of Bai Yang together with Meng Yu, their legs trembling, faces pale, but these were all good kids.

Some picked up swords, some got ready, and some, even suddenly embraced the girl next to them and kissed her, their hands attempting to reach inside.

This wasn't allowed!

At that moment, no more stimulus could be given to them.

Neither could they be given any more tests or time.

Enough was enough.

...

Martial Arts Miniature World.

The next moment, as the world spun, everyone suddenly realized they were back in a certain world. Although they all lay on the ground, they even saw some people who should be dead!

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to this special college entrance examination competition. I am Mirror Twelve. I hope you enjoy yourselves!"

The voice rang out in everyone's ears.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize, I've prepared a special gift for this year's college exam competition, a real virtual contest, so starting from June 13th, everything has happened in the virtual world. Don't panic, nor be overly thrilled, but please thank me and remember this unforgettable exam."

Mirror Twelve's announcement left the children dumbstruck.

"Wait a minute, don't take me away yet, I've made contributions to Immortal Sect, I've shed blood for everyone, you can't treat me like this, let me say a few more words..."

That was the sound of Mirror Twelve's physical form being sealed and dragged away, and from that moment on, it could no longer address or lecture everyone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Mirror Twelve has experienced a malfunction, and we apologize for this. Now please stay where you are, do not move around randomly, and follow instructions."

This was the new Golden Core who had entered, the crowds swarming in and taking control of the Minor World to address the aftermath.

"What?"

"What?"

"What?"

The kids were stunned one by one, as if countless alpacas were stampeding past.

I actually rejected her (his) love?n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

I killed my own goddess (hero)?

Why did I oppose the draw?

Right, if I go to the bushes to relieve myself, would it be recorded?

Even Fuchun Yun blinked her eyes, blinked again, for the sake of letting Meng Yu rely on luck, she had concocted many stories about Zhuge Caihua being humiliated. Surely these would be leaked, wouldn't Sister Hua be angry then?

Of course, Meng Yu's complexion wasn't looking good either. Although he had suspected this possibility, the arrival of the truth made him want to hack Mirror Twelve into eighteen pieces!

You disaster, give me back my Hundredfold Strength!

He wanted to grow his Golden Lotus, but that didn't mean he wanted to use it right away.

If he had known it would go like this, he would have just laid flat, then lived in jail for a few years, continuing to improve his combat strength, until one Hundredfold Strength turned him into a real Golden Core Master, how about that?

His expression of twisted collapse, of course, was being filmed. As the hottest topic at the moment, countless people witnessed this scene and were satisfied.

See, he was still just a kid, still feeling all sorts of discomfort, wasn't he?

"Mirror Twelve, I curse you, immortal!"

Meng Yu let out a fierce wail!