The Villainous Me, Forging a System Every Day

Chapter 12: The Battle System Goes Online!:

[Ding! You pretended to be a handsome guy in front of all the disciples and were rewarded with a fourth-grade Dragon Tiger Pill!]

[Ding! You pretended to be a scholar in front of the disciples and received a pair of Wind-Treading Boots!]

[Ding! You pretended to be an expert in front of the disciples and were granted the Duanlang clone with a sword technique!]

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As the constant notifications from the system echoed in his mind, the owner of the Pretending System, Xue Wuhen, felt his excitement surge.

On the other side, Hua Qiandi was also pleased.

[Ding! The host consumes 240 luck points to exchange for rewards, of which 120 luck points go to the system creator!]

[Ding! The host consumes 200 luck points to exchange for rewards, of which 100 luck points go to the system creator!]

[Ding! The host consumes 260 luck points to exchange for rewards, of which 130 luck points go to the system creator!]

Watching his luck points steadily increase, Hua Qiandi remarked, “This guy is too good at pretending. He managed to fake his way through so much in less than a day! He’s pretending his way to success!”

Xue Wuhen had indeed become enamored with the art of pretending.

It was a fast track to advancement with so many rewards.

Given the choice between hard training and pretending, the answer was obvious—even the Holy Son candidate wasn’t immune to the attention.

He secretly resolved that one day, he would pretend to be a great figure in front of the entire world, maybe even ascend to sacred status with a single act.

From that day on, Xue Wuhen either pretended or was planning his next move.

Every morning, the first thing he did was think about where to pretend, how to pretend, and how to make his pretenses so grand and impactful that everyone would admire him from the bottom of their hearts.

Pretending was like the wind—it was always with him!

Training?

Not even a consideration!

How could the slow pace of cultivation compare to the thrill of pretending?

And pretending was so much fun! He knew that if he kept pretending, he’d have it all.

Xue Wuhen’s sudden transformation didn’t go unnoticed. However, most people assumed he was simply positioning himself to compete for the title of Holy Son, so it wasn’t surprising that he took measures to win over the disciples and gain their loyalty.

Even the Great Elder took notice and commended him, praising his clever tactics and predicting that the position of Holy Son would be his sooner or later.

Xue Wuhen appeared respectful on the surface, but inwardly he sneered: “I’m a man with a system now. What’s the position of a mere Holy Son? My goal is the stars!”

With that thought, he continued his performance with even greater zeal, full of confidence and ambition.

Meanwhile, the other two Holy Son candidates were feeling uneasy.

They had been dragged back and reprimanded by their mentors. “Look at the other Holy Son candidate,” they were told, “how polite and charming he’s become, how he’s winning everyone’s hearts. And look at you two, training all day and night! If you keep this up, the Holy Son title will slip right through your fingers! Why don’t you learn how to win people over?”

These words irritated the two greatly, and they both harbored a simmering anger. Especially Zhan Wei, who had no patience for flattery and politicking. He’d rather spend his time fighting a good battle.

Just then, a voice echoed in his mind.

[Ding! The Battle System is online! Would the host like to bind and become the system’s sole owner?]

“Who’s pretending to be a ghost? Show yourself!” Zhan Wei shouted, gripping a massive battle axe in his hand.

His divine sense swept across thousands of miles, but found nothing.

Suspicious, he wondered if a Dao Slasher had arrived with ill intentions toward him. Just as he was pondering this, the voice spoke again.

[Ding! The Battle System is not a person but a divine artifact created by a supreme being, designed to cultivate the strongest warrior! As long as you keep fighting, every time you defeat an opponent, you will receive various rewards and grow stronger. In the end, you will transcend, become sacred, and attain immortality between heaven and earth!]

It was the same message that Hua Qiandi didn’t bother to customize.

Zhan Wei didn’t believe it at all. But despite his skepticism, a small part of him clung to a faint hope. It was like buying a lottery ticket—unlikely to win, but what if he did?

Finally, as the system was about to disengage, he gritted his teeth and agreed to bind.

[Ding! Binding successful! You are now the system’s sole host!]

“System, let me call you that! Can you really make me stronger?” Zhan Wei narrowed his eyes.

[Ding! As long as you defeat your opponents, you will receive rewards! These could be improvements in your cultivation, elixirs, rare treasures—anything is possible! The stronger the opponent, and the more you defeat, the richer the rewards!]

“Alright, I’ll trust you for now!” Zhan Wei decided to test it out on someone first.

Where could he find the most people?

Naturally, the martial arts field. It was always crowded with disciples, and ever since Xue Wuhen left, the number often swelled to tens of thousands. It was the perfect place to find a challenger.

So, he hefted his giant axe and headed to the training ground.

At this moment, the martial arts field was packed with disciples, all attentively listening to a lecture.

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