Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

Lu Wenwu squinted his eyes, suddenly feeling that something was off.

What could it be...

Damn!

Where is my Nascent Soul!

Where is my Golden Core!

Where are my free attribute points!

He was anxious.

Suddenly, Lu Wenwu felt that the Celestial Fire Demon God in front of him looked increasingly hideous.

Swallowing your anger makes you miserable, holding back makes it worse.

How dare this brat ruin my path of cultivation; he has already chosen the path to death!

Damn it, this one should be whipped into a spinning top with a copper-plated belt!

Thinking of this, clarity dawned in Lu Wenwu’s mind. He flexed his wrist and strode over, ready to give the Celestial Fire Demon God a couple of slaps to jog its memory.

The Celestial Fire Demon God, who was in a state of bewilderment, was affected by this intense malice and shivered violently.

Coming to his senses, he realized that Lu Wenwu, still in his Demon Dragon state, was already right in front of him.

That fist, the size of a stew pot, was already raised, emanating a strong bloody glow.

The Celestial Fire Demon God had seen this move before, a single punch had left the Blood Pattern Ancestor incapable of taking care of himself.

”Wha-what are you doing!”

The Celestial Fire Demon God jumped back in fright, all his hair standing on end, retreating several steps, his ears flattened backwards.

Lu Wenwu’s expression was unfriendly: ”Can’t take it, huh? Give me back my spoils of war!”

”Huh?”

The Celestial Fire Demon God was utterly dumbfounded.

What spoils... Oh, damn!

This is a guy who devours Primordial Spirits for kicks!

The Celestial Fire Demon God, with a woeful face, raised a small paw to point at a heap of error screens and said, ”Misunderstanding! It’s a misunderstanding! This wasn’t me screwing you over; the trial mechanism bugged out! I’m just a living manual, I can’t control any of this...”

”Misunderstanding?”

Lu Wenwu looked the Celestial Fire Demon God up and down.

The Eye of True Sight showed that the other party indeed wasn’t lying.

But what the hell is with this trial mechanism, how did slaying a Divinity Transformation cultivator crash the system?

He was utterly baffled and voiced his confusion to the Celestial Fire Demon God.

Upon hearing this, the Celestial Fire Demon God broke into a cold sweat, starting to query the backend data, racking his brains.

After about half a minute, he turned around and cautiously explained, ”Um... It might be because... the Immortal who created this little world never expected anyone to be able to slay a Divinity Transformation powerhouse in the Trial Realm.”

”In the supplementary instructions left by the Immortal, this world only allows those at the Peak of Nascent Soul to enter for trials, the Divinity Transformation level is not permitted. Achieving a reversal kill of an Armored Race Divinity Transformation as a Nascent Soul is next to impossible.”

Lu Wenwu: ”?”

”Is the Cultivation Realm really this underwhelming?” he couldn’t help but gripe, ”Not even one genius who can fight beyond their level? I’m thoroughly disappointed by the lack of purity here.”

The Celestial Fire Demon God gave a dry, awkward laugh: ”Demon Venerable, it’s not exactly as you imagine. The creator of this little world supposedly being an immortal isn’t quite accurate; it was actually an Immortal Beast who opened it up for the Demon Race to conduct trials.”

”Back then, though, that Immortal Beast probably didn’t anticipate the development in the Cultivation Realm where humans and Transformed Demon Race would start intermarrying, leading to human cultivators with partial Demon bloodlines being able to enter.”

”From a purely Demon Race standpoint, without the support of the Six Arts of Cultivation, even bloodlines as potent as the True Dragon Race or the Divine Beast Huo Dou that you rear, have no chance of defeating an Armored Race Divinity Transformation.”

”An Armored Race Divinity Transformation never fights solo; they always go into battle forming an array with a large army. Once the battle array forms with a Divinity Transformation at its hub, the condensed War Shadow is at least at the late stage of Divinity Transformation. To try and reverse-slay a late-stage Divinity Transformation as a Peak Nascent Soul...”

Upon saying this, the Celestial Fire Demon God couldn’t help but smile wryly.

”Aside from someone as inherently invincible as Demon Venerable, who else could manage it? Even if a Human Race Peak Nascent Soul Array Master came, they’d just barely manage to protect themselves with arrays, right?”

This was the Celestial Fire Demon God’s honest opinion, without any flattery.

He still couldn’t figure out how Lu Wenwu did it.

In the detection mechanisms of the Immortal Realm, cheating is impossible, meaning Lu Wenwu truly isn’t a Divinity Transformation Cultivator.

But he still managed to defeat an Armored Race late-stage Divinity Transformation War Shadow head-on, single-handedly smashing Zhen Nan City, crushing the Blood Pattern Ancestor under his fists.

”Therefore, due to such considerations, that Immortal Beast never set any points for slaying a Divinity Transformation.”

”After Demon Venerable killed the Blood Pattern Ancestor, the foundational grand array and the world rules of this trial world errored, causing the current situation, it truly wasn’t my intention to screw over Demon Venerable.”

Lu Wenwu thought carefully about the list of task rewards when he entered.

Seemed like...

There really wasn’t a reward for slaying a Divinity Transformation.

There was only a reward for gaining recognition from a Divinity Transformation.

Damn!

”I wronged you, my apologies.”

Realizing he had indeed accused an innocent, Lu Wenwu sighed helplessly, admitting his mistake very frankly.

”Now there’s the question, in this situation, how do I get my due rights back? I had racked up twenty thousand points, this trial world can’t just swallow them, right?”

”Please hold on, Demon Venerable, let me check the backend system.”

The Celestial Fire Demon God said, smoothly opening a heap of light screens that looked like monitors.

They were filled with lots of ”code” that Lu Wenwu couldn’t quite understand.