### Chapter 3 Defending Dignity (Bonus Update)
Strong Brother, despite not having the smoothest path from childhood to adulthood, had managed to carve out a name for himself.
Before “The Way of Inquiry” was even launched, he already had a good reputation in the game video production world, and later used the momentum from the game’s success to create his own streaming brand.
All things considered, he was somewhat of a success.
Playing games, after all, is fundamentally about relaxation and enjoyment.
Players never expected the world’s first holographic simulation game to be this realistic—almost indistinguishable from real life.
Thus, even though the various Immortal Gates had strict requirements for accepting Inner Door Disciples and the path to cultivation was slow, few players complained.
After all, beyond cultivation, there was a world of fun waiting to be discovered.
Strong Brother originally held this same attitude, of course.
Being a streamer, he knew he had to broadcast something unique to grab his audience’s attention.
Making dungeon runs the centerpiece of his streams was a novel idea that set him apart from other streamers.
He thought they were well-prepared, but once they stepped into Mirror Mountain, everything changed.
In just half a day, he experienced every emotion a human could feel.
Despair, surprise, fear, sadness, grief, shock…
He even found a master for the first time in his life.
But just as he thought this could elevate his streaming career, circumstances took a turn for the worse.
From the moment Little Musashi threatened to commit s*icide to force White Feather City to release someone, Strong Brother was resolute—whether in reality or in the game, he would be Little Musashi’s disciple until d*ath.
Anyone who dared to slander Little Musashi in front of him, no matter who they were, he would fight to the bitter end, even at the cost of his own life.
Bloodied and bruised, Strong Brother slowly rose to his feet, his eyes blazing, locking onto Wei Wenxuan.
“I may be useless now, but it’s not because my master has poor taste. Just give me some time, and next time, I’ll definitely knock your teeth out!”
He picked up his sword again and lunged at Wei Wenxuan.
CLANG…
This time, his sword was knocked aside and embedded itself into a distant tree trunk.
THUD.
Strong Brother fell once more, Wei Wenxuan’s foot brutally pressing down on the side of his face, grinding mercilessly.
“Admit it, you worthless fool, you’re not Little Musashi’s disciple, now speak up!”
Strong Brother had never been so humiliated.
He tried to rise, but even with veins popping on his forehead and all his might, he couldn’t budge.
“We respected you as Little Musashi’s captain, but it turns out you’re just a narrow-minded, detestable scoundrel.
Little Musashi must have been blind to follow you!”
Seeing Strong Brother getting bullied, Cold Little Rain couldn’t hold back anymore and charged forward with other outraged players.
Even if they couldn’t win, they wouldn’t just sit back and take the insults.
They were gamers with guts!
THUNK… THUNK… THUNK…
After a series of short clashes, Wei Wenxuan’s sword didn’t even touch a droplet of bl**d; the players who charged in were all knocked flat, screaming in agony.
Perhaps because Cold Little Rain was a girl, Wei Wenxuan spared her a bit of dignity, simply knocking her weapon away and ignoring her afterward.
When she snapped out of her shock, everyone around her except for her and Wei Wenxuan was down and out, unable to move.
They hadn’t even gotten a hair’s breadth near Wei Wenxuan.
In this moment, Strong Brother took the chance to drag himself up.
bl**d flowed down his cheeks, quickly turning his shirt crimson.
“I… haven’t lost yet!”
That singular thought remained in his mind; no matter what, he had to defend Little Musashi’s dignity.
His master hadn’t made a mistake; her disciples were absolutely worthy of her sacrifices.
He wouldn’t allow Wei Wenxuan to belittle Little Musashi!
“Ah!”
With his bare fists raised, Strong Brother charged at Wei Wenxuan, fists flying to express his fury.
CRACK!
Strong Brother’s left arm was dislocated, hanging uselessly at his shoulder, unable to muster any strength.
“Give it up—someone like you could ever inherit Little Musashi’s mantle?” Wei Wenxuan said coldly.
Half-kneeling, Strong Brother’s vision was already clouded by bl**d.
“I won’t back down! I can keep going!”
CRACK!
His right arm followed suit and dislocated as well.
At that moment, Strong Brother resembled a wild and pitiful zombie.
With both arms incapacitated, he attempted to bite and claw at Wei Wenxuan, only to be kicked away again, crashing heavily to the ground.
Without arms to support him, getting up was nearly impossible.
Cold Little Rain rushed over to help him, tears streaming down her face.
“Strong Brother, it’s okay, let’s just go home. No more fighting this crazy guy, alright?”
Despite the pain rendering him speechless, Strong Brother stubbornly shook his head.
“Strong Brother is amazing! I’m such a fan of Strong Brother now!”
“My heart aches so much! What’s Wei Wenxuan trying to prove by torturing him? This guy is just despicable!”
“Seriously, what’s so impressive about that broken Extermination of Immortals? If it weren’t for Little Musashi, we wouldn’t even glance at that trash organization!”
“Seriously, this kind of group doesn’t deserve Little Musashi!”
“Yeah, Little Musashi just wanted to keep things secret, leading to this disaster. Knowing her superior is like this makes her look so naive.
We’re just heartbroken.”
Viewers in the live stream rallied behind Strong Brother after witnessing Wei Wenxuan’s brutality.
This guy looked like he was just asking for trouble, devoid of any respect for Little Musashi or the dead.
“No, this time I must hold on!”
Strong Brother broke free from Cold Little Rain’s grip, hoarsely shouting as he charged at Wei Wenxuan.
As expected, Strong Brother tumbled again.
It was clear to anyone; if Wei Wenxuan wanted to end him quickly, a simple slice to the throat would do.
Yet, Wei Wenxuan appeared to be mocking Strong Brother, the insult utterly evident.
Strong Brother struggled, trying to support himself with his forehead as he wormed his way up like a struggling caterpillar.
Cold Little Rain, unable to bear it, moved to help him,
But Strong Brother shouted, “Don’t come over!”
He just wanted to rely on his own strength,
Even if he was charging at a stone wall, he didn’t want Wei Wenxuan to look down on him.
He needed to justify Little Musashi’s choice.
After paying the price of a bloodied forehead from scraping against stones, he finally stood up.
Though his whole body ached to no end, his arms dangling limply at his sides, he still mustered the last ounce of strength to step toward Wei Wenxuan.
This time, surprisingly, Wei Wenxuan dropped the mockery, gazing at him with a serious demeanor.
As Strong Brother swayed nearer, about two meters away,
Wei Wenxuan finally said, “Little Musashi really didn’t make a mistake in choosing you. Though your current strength isn’t enough, with your indomitable spirit, given time, you will surely achieve greatness.”
Ding! Captain of the Extermination of Immortals, Wei Wenxuan, invites you to join the Extermination of Immortals organization. Do you accept? Yes/No
In that moment, Strong Brother was stunned.
All the viewers in the live stream were equally dumbfounded.
Ahhhh…
So this was the entrance exam for Extermination of Immortals?
