After Cultivating Immortality, I Led the LPL to Dominate the Korean Server

N hours earlier.

Back in his room, Lin Mo sat in front of his computer.

He opened his email and downloaded an attachment.

The attachment was a video—filled with crude language and explicit content.

Two bodies were engaged in an unrestrained, intimate "negative-distance communication" on the bed.

Except both were men—one was the decently handsome Ji Boda, and the other was Zhu Ligang.

Both were men of status.

Lin Mo resent the video to Zhu Ligang.

After sobering up, Zhu Ligang panicked. He had no idea why he had mistaken Ji Boda for Chu Lintian the night before.

But what was done was done.

If he didn’t want the video leaked, he had no choice but to swallow his pride and hand over the contract—on worse terms, no less.

So he did.

"You think I’ll just let you off like this? Not a chance."

......

Walking down the street.

Xie Yuling was much quieter than usual.

But Lin Mo didn’t dwell on it. Teenage girls had their moods—best not to pry or ask too much.

Too many questions would just annoy them.

"Who… is that woman?"

Wait—you’ve been silent all this time, and that’s what you’re asking about? Auntie Chu?!

Well, it made sense—Auntie Chu was a G-rank powerhouse—but shouldn’t the focus be on Chu Miaomiao instead?

Lin Mo mentally facepalmed but kept his expression neutral. "Auntie Chu? She used to be my neighbor. Chu Miaomiao too, but they moved away later."

Hearing they were neighbors seemed to ease Xie Yuling’s discomfort a little.

Lin Mo had expected her to fixate more on Chu Miaomiao herself.

After finishing their late-night snack, Lin Mo returned home.

The moment he booted up his computer, he saw Lin Jiajun’s QQ icon blinking.

"Wanna play a round?"

Since he had nothing better to do, Lin Mo agreed.

Once online, he noticed "Bush King" was also online but not in a game, so he casually sent an invite.

If the guy was free, he’d carry him; if not, no big deal.

To his surprise, Bush King accepted instantly.

Lin Jiajun also had a friend with him.

"I’ll bring a friend for bot lane duo," Lin Jiajun typed in chat.

"Got it. I’ll jungle, and my friend can hold top."

The guy sitting next to Lin Jiajun frowned.

"Jungle? Top lane? What kind of strat is that? You sure your buddy knows what he’s doing?"

Lin Jiajun smirked. "Don’t worry. Just watch."

They queued up.

The random teammate they got took mid.

Lin Jiajun also noticed Lin Mo’s Lee Sin taking Smite.

"Jungle might actually work here."

Bush King locked in Garen for top lane, while mid went for Jayce.

Lin Jiajun picked Ashe, and his cousin took Tryndamere.

In later seasons, this comp wouldn’t be too unusual—just a full AD team.

They started on the blue side.

League’s map was asymmetrical.

Statistics showed blue side had a 56% win rate, leaving red side at 44%.

Mostly because the blue-side camera angle felt smoother.

Lin Mo went straight for red buff.

With Smite up fast, he cleared red and blue before ganking mid.

The enemy Orianna barely reacted before eating a Sonic Wave, followed by a Resonating Strike.

First Blood.

After securing mid, Lin Mo immediately headed bot.

He still had Flash.

Down in bot lane, the fight was intense—both sides going all out.

Then, out of nowhere, Lee Sin Ward-hopped behind them and sent the enemy duo back to fountain.

"Damn, this guy’s good," Lin Jiajun’s cousin muttered, watching Lee Sin snag a double kill.

Meanwhile, Bush King was safely farming under tower top.

Despite solo laning, he had the highest level in the game.

And his HP was still healthy.

Tower damage was no joke back then, so diving was risky. Bush King basically became one with his turret.

True to his champion’s motto: "Demaciaaaa—I mean, For the King!"

With three kills, Lee Sin snowballed hard.

He started dominating the map.

Once Bush King hit six, Lin Mo roamed top.

A single Dragon’s Rage kicked Master Yi into Garen’s waiting arms.

They burst him down, then cleaned up an overextended Xin Zhao.

With Lin Mo controlling objectives, they won effortlessly.

Bush King and Lee Sin didn’t die once.

They played two more games as a four-stack.

Wrapping up, Bush King messaged: "Bro, invite me next time too! This was freelo."

Three games in under an hour.

And three new fans made.

Afterward, Lin Jiajun even DM’d him to discuss the jungle meta.

Technically, the Chinese server was already in League’s Season 2.

But the international meta—especially for jungling—hadn’t fully caught on yet.

Or rather, everyone was still figuring it out.

Meanwhile, Lin Mo had a complete jungle system in mind—one that would stay relevant for years.

But the real kicker?

His reflexes and mechanics could clown on Faker.

If he wrote it all down, it’d be a novel titled: After Cultivating Immortality, I Carried LPL to Dominate KR SoloQ

The ultimate "how-to" guide.

But Lin Mo just shut his PC and resumed meditating.

After all, his main focus was studying… and cultivating immortality.

Money? That’d come naturally in time. No need to grind for it.

Lin Mo—the reincarnated version—was a man of simple needs.

......

Monday morning. The moment Lin Mo sat down, Lin Jiajun slapped a newspaper on his desk.

"Nice carrying us yesterday."

"Eh, it’s easy when no one contests jungle. Once the role gets figured out, mirror matchups won’t be this free."

Fair point. Soon, junglers would diversify into gank-heavy, farm-heavy, aggressive, and defensive styles.

But the transition would take all of Season 2.

Lin Mo didn’t mind. Every patch had its OP picks anyway.

Right now, though, most classmates weren’t into League.

The girls especially couldn’t care less.

Instead, Fang Jun’s Three Kingdoms Kill club was booming—even pulling in kids from other classes.

The offline version had one perk: you could play outside the game.

Meaning, diplomacy via sheer charisma and silver-tongued alliances.

Top students had their own meta.

Lin Mo joined sometimes but mostly coasted to victory.

Fang Jun’s rule was: winners rotate out, losers stay to suffer.

Sitting on the sidelines, Lin Mo knew.

The Three Kingdoms Kill craze would soon catch the school’s attention—and get shut down hard.

Fang Jun, as one of the ringleaders, would escape formal punishment but still end up with a 1,000-word self-criticism essay and a shameful speech at the flag-raising ceremony.

That’s how it went last life. This one wouldn’t be different.

So during break, Lin Mo pulled Fang Jun aside.

"Hey, Fang Jun, maybe lay off bringing Three Kingdoms Kill to school this week."

Fang Jun blinked.

"Huh? Why?"

"I heard the school authorities have already taken notice of the Sanguosha Alliance. Once they start asking questions, you're done for."

Fang Jun's expression immediately turned uneasy upon hearing this.

"Bro, you sure about this?!"

"Dead serious!"