Mu Yawen's Illusion Realm.

"Follow my movements, Hah!"

"Hah!"

"Tighten your core, power from your upper body, Ha!"

"Ha!"

...

In front of two training dummies, one large and one small, Mu Yawen led Suteir in a horse stance, throwing punches again and again.

The young girl followed Mu Yawen's movements, her forehead covered in fine sweat, her cheeks flushed.

"Li Ang..."

"Call me Master!"

"Oh... Master."

The young girl pouted, showing a slight displeasure, seemingly preferring the name Li Ang.

"This doesn't seem quite like the assassin training I imagined..."

Suteir hesitated to speak.

The stories she had heard from the storyteller about assassins and killers—which protagonist among them wasn't mysterious and unpredictable, full of intrigue?

Now, constantly doing muscle training like this was truly unexpected for her.

Mu Yawen was unconcerned, unleashing a powerful punch that shattered the training dummy in front of her into pieces.

"Your Master will teach you today, fists are the ultimate truth!"

... Zhong Yi's Illusion Realm.

"What is this?"

"Hmm, Chi... Chi Yan Fruit?"

"Correct, and what about this one?"

"Qing, Qing, Qing..."

Facing Zhong Yi's question, the young girl stammered for a long time, trying hard to recall the knowledge she had recently learned.

"Qing Shang Powder."

"Yes, yes, yes, Qing Shang Powder!"

"What effect do these two have when mixed together?"

Suteir blinked: "I don't know..."

"Suteir, think carefully again... Chi Yan Fruit is potent, Qing Shang Powder is cold..."

Zhong Yi patiently reminded her.

"A laxative!"

Suteir's eyes lit up, and she blurted out the answer.

"That's right."

Zhong Yi nodded in satisfaction.

This was his third day as Suteir's Master in the Illusion Realm.

For three days, he had been teaching Suteir all sorts of knowledge every day.

Poison-making, Gu-crafting, array-drawing... anything that didn't require hands and relied on the mind, Zhong Yi was an expert.

"A laxative, a laxative... Wait!"

Suteir seemed to suddenly remember something, stroking her chin and muttering to herself.

"Yesterday I heard the waiter gossiping, saying that a Gang leader at Sun Moon Manor was assassinated, and coincidentally, all the younger brothers guarding the room had diarrhea... Could it be..."

The young girl slyly shifted her gaze upwards, looking ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ at Zhong Yi.

"No, I didn't do that!"

Zhong Yi's old face flushed, and he quickly shook his head.

Such an assassination method, cleverly achieving a perfect rating was one thing, but having it reach his little fan's ears was another matter entirely.

"I knew it, this really doesn't fit my impression of an assassin. An assassin should be the kind of person who, well, wears a mask, is cold, cool... the kind who kills without a trace."

The young girl pouted, but she wasn't overly suspicious.

Behind her, Zhong Yi clutched his chest, his heart aching.

"By the way, Li Ang."

Suteir suddenly turned back, her eyes full of expectation.

"You said last time you would Body Temper me and guide me into the Dao..."

"When do we start?"

Hearing this question, Zhong Yi fell into an awkward silence.

The bullet comments in the live stream began to tease.

【It's been three days, and he still hasn't cleared that Medicinal Pill dungeon...】

【Why don't you just give up and buy a regular Body Tempering Pill from Old Wang?】

【Do you think the streamer doesn't want to teach her how to fight and kill? The streamer only knows these crooked and evil ways!】

【I feel like Old Zhong now is just like a poor old father whose daughter is asking for an expensive gift.】

【Can he not give it? He must give it!】

... In fact, Zhong Yi was the first player to discover how to obtain various Righteous Path Cultivation Techniques from side quests.

There were many ways to Body Temper Suteir and guide her into the Dao.

There was more than one quest.

The Rank of the Body Tempering Medicinal Pills and Cultivation Techniques that could be obtained from each quest were all different.

Currently, the quest clue Zhong Yi had obtained from the little beggar, which was the Body Tempering Medicinal Pill that the Chen family in the small town had bought at a high price from an auction, was the most Advanced among all quest rewards.

Advanced rewards corresponded to extremely challenging quest difficulties.

The difficulty of the Chen family mansion dungeon was quite high.

Zhong Yi had tried hard for a long time but had not once succeeded.

He could only raise his assassin Rank while looking for other methods.

As for lower-Rank Medicinal Pills?

He didn't want to use them.

He only wanted to use the best Medicinal Pills for Suteir, to lay a good Foundation, so that her future path to immortality could be smoother.

To create the best conditions for Suteir, Zhong Yi even thought about concocting his own Pill Formula.

He knew a thing or two about Alchemy.

He could easily write dozens of excellent Pill Formulas for such Body Tempering Medicinal Pills.

And he had indeed found places where medicinal herbs could be collected.

Unfortunately, knowledge from the real world was not universally applicable here.

Many things in this Illusion Realm were fictional.

Similar to reality, but different.

Lu Ze had intentionally created it this way.

Otherwise, if players could create their own Medicinal Pills and write their own Cultivation Techniques, then the quests and various System settings in the Illusion Realm would be rendered useless, losing their reason for existence.

Facing Suteir's questions, Zhong Yi felt incredibly self-reproachful.

He placed some simple medicinal herbs in front of Suteir.

"These medicinal herbs, you prepare them according to the method I taught you. I will check them when I return."

"And you?"

Suteir asked curiously.

Zhong Yi took a deep breath, his gaze incredibly firm:

"Your Master is going to pave the path to immortality for you!"

... Half an hour later.

【Quest Failed!】

【You died tragically under the siege of the Chen family guards...】

【Restart from checkpoint】 【Exit Illusion Realm】

Looking at the bloody System prompt, Zhong Yi gritted his teeth in hatred.

"Damn it, damn it!"

"Am I destined to let my Suteir be inferior to others...?"

Zhong Yi roared to the sky, beating his chest and stomping his feet as he revived from the save point.

Seeing that other players in the forum had already successfully Body Tempered their Suteir and entered the path of Cultivation;

His own Suteir was still a Mortal.

Zhong Yi couldn't help but feel extremely anxious.

In utter desperation, he could only resign himself and walk towards the tavern where assassin quests were accepted.

The tavern owner had Medicinal Pills and Cultivation Techniques that could be bought with money.

Although the price was steep, it was just a matter of completing a few quests.

Zhong Yi had already saved enough during this time to raise his assassin Rank.

It was just that the Rank of these Medicinal Pills and Cultivation Techniques was much lower compared to those hidden quests.

As he passed a pavilion, he heard a powerful voice shout:

"Young man, this old man has been waiting for a long time!"

Realizing he was being called, Zhong Yi paused, then looked up.

This was a hidden quest he had accidentally triggered on his first day exploring the Illusion Realm.

After winning a game of Go against the old man, the old man had arranged to play again in three days.

So much time had passed that he had forgotten about it.

"I..."

Zhong Yi was about to decline, but on second thought, this was a hidden quest after all, so he decided to give it a try.

Winning a game of chess against an old man was quick for him anyway.

With that thought, he cupped his hands in a bow.

"Then, I apologize for the offense!"