I Became the Big Boss

Night, a bit late into the night.

Ye Chuan lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling, waiting for the midnight reset.

Staying up late had become a habit, much like playing mobile games—completing daily tasks before sleeping.

And since he would soon bring Bai Qianshuang back to the Tianxuan Continent, Ye Chuan had been particularly diligent in tackling the daily challenges in the adventure world.

The only downside was the slow leveling speed.

After all this time, he still hadn’t become an Immortal Emperor.

Sigh.

Finally, after the midnight reset, Ye Chuan collected the herbs from his medicinal garden and the trinkets from each tenant into his inventory before checking the points shop—this was where the real treasures might appear.

"Give me an adventure world that drops soul essences. I haven’t been able to satisfy Lilith lately." Though Ye Chuan wanted to fill Lilith’s demands, his pockets were nearly empty of soul essences.

Rich yet poor—plenty of money but lacking resources.

"Tch." Ye Chuan browsed through each option in the points shop, but when his gaze landed on Ke Ning’s store, he spotted a strangely familiar-looking key.

[Item: Key of Technology

Effect: Unlocks a one-time adventure world 《???》, granting large quantities of soul essences and special items. Returns upon death or completion.]

"Huh?"

Ye Chuan was surprised. Did Ke Ning’s shop also offer one-time adventure worlds?

And the main reward was soul essences?

Not only was the key purple in rarity, but it only cost a hundred points.

Sold!

Soon, a new option lit up in the adventure world menu.

No time to hesitate—straight in.

[Entering Full-Dive Adventure—]

[Adventure World: 《Game World》]

[Enemy Units: Players]

[Obtainable Items: Soul Essences, Mysterious Items]

[Note: Return upon achieving the objective.]

Enemies are… players?

Game world?

Whatever. Time to dive in and farm some soul essences so the old lady will give him a few more strands of hair to attack the Qingyun Sect.

……

Ye Chuan’s consciousness gradually faded.

When he opened his eyes again, he looked around in confusion, realizing he was inside what seemed like a castle—

The distant creak of a rotting wooden gate sent a wave of mildew and dust rushing toward him.

The crystal chandelier on the dome had long shattered, leaving only rusted chains dangling, cobwebs layered between the broken remnants like tattered curtains.

The pillars lining the hall were marred with cracks, their surfaces chipped and eroded. The dark red carpet had been worn down to its base, frayed and torn in many places, the stone slabs beneath littered with dead leaves and dust.

Ye Chuan found himself seated on a dilapidated throne. After calming down, he tried to stand, only for his body to emit a series of creaking sounds, like ancient gears grinding back to life.

Ye Chuan: "?"

He looked down and saw that his appearance had changed—no longer human, but a skeletal figure clad in tattered royal robes, every movement accompanied by the grating of bone against bone.

"B-bones?" Ye Chuan was a little stunned. This was the first time his species had changed, and he’d become… a skeleton?

He glanced lower.

Wait, even his little buddy was gone?

"Whatever, no point crying over lost meat." Ye Chuan remained unfazed. This was just a one-time adventure world, not permanent. Once he cleared it, life would go back to normal.

A new panel appeared before him, updated by the adventure world.

[Unit: The Ruined Lord · Roder

Race: Undead

Level: 67

HP: 213020930

MP: 9999999999……

Description: 《Game World: The Last Sword》—20th-level Newbie Village Boss of Nask Graveyard.]

"So this time, I’m the boss? And a newbie village boss at that?" Ye Chuan quickly grasped the situation from the information.

He settled back into the throne, the ghostly flames in his hollow eye sockets burning intensely.

Interesting.

"If the enemy units are players, then defeating them should earn me soul essences?" Ye Chuan felt a rare surge of excitement. According to the info, he was supposed to be a level 20 boss.

But his actual strength was over level 60—an infinite-MP mage, an infinitely regenerating, magic-immune warrior.

Dirty. So dirty.

He was basically a troll boss!

"But do I just sit here and wait for players to come?" Ye Chuan stood again. Since his power wasn’t restricted at all, he immediately spread his spiritual sense throughout the entire castle.

Rather than a castle, it felt more like a trap-filled dungeon. Ye Chuan could sense numerous monsters lurking within, their auras suggesting they were also undead.

Were these his minions?

With a teleport, Ye Chuan appeared in the castle’s corridor, facing a towering skeletal guard wielding a shield.

The moment he appeared, the shield-bearing skeleton knelt on one knee.

[Unit: Shielded Skeletal Guard

Level: 15

A highly defensive skeleton with extremely low magic resistance.]

"Pathetic." Ye Chuan rubbed his bony chin with skeletal fingers before raising a hand and unleashing his power.

The skeleton instantly crumbled into dust.

"Rise."

Ye Chuan summoned chaotic energy, dark power enveloping the skeletal remains. Soon, a pitch-black skeletal monstrosity reformed.

"ROAR—!!!" The once 1.5-meter-tall skeleton transformed into a six-meter behemoth, its shield now massive enough to crush anything in its path.

[Unit: Shielded Skeletal Guard (Chaos Avatar)

Level: 67

A highly defensive skeletal avatar with complete magic immunity.]

"Now that’s more like it." Ye Chuan nodded in satisfaction.

After casually upgrading one skeleton into his avatar, he continued inspecting the castle. However, he noticed his spiritual sense couldn’t extend beyond its walls—outside was pure void.

"Strange, can I not leave?"

Ye Chuan approached the castle gates, where thick fog shrouded the outside.

He reached out, only for his HP and status to plummet rapidly!

"Huh?" He pulled back his skeletal hand—now half-melted.

"Healing Light."

Green energy enveloped his body, and the melted bones regenerated.

"If I can’t leave, then I’ll have to wait for those so-called players to come to me." Ye Chuan felt a twinge of disappointment. He’d hoped to rampage outside freely.

"Ah well, no big deal." He resumed scanning the castle with his spiritual sense.

Unbeknownst to him, while he was busy experimenting, a raid party had already arrived outside the castle.

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