Ye Chuan handed the spirit essence to Lilith. As for the equipment, since they were all low-tier junk, they could be recycled at the point store. Every little bit counts, after all.
While Ye Chuan was checking the rewards in his inventory, he suddenly sensed something. A wisp of chaotic energy had returned to him.
Which meant...
The Skeleton Guard had been defeated?
"Huh? That fast?" Ye Chuan muttered in surprise. It seemed the Skeleton Guard had been overwhelmed by sheer numbers. Even though it was just a basic manifestation, it couldn’t hold its own against thousands of players ganging up on it.
The Skeleton Guard didn’t have any fancy attacks—just shield bashes and the occasional jump. Once the players figured out its patterns, they could easily dodge its moves.
"So this is what players are capable of? Not bad," Ye Chuan chuckled before settling back onto his throne.
Still, he had expected this outcome.
......
"Finally, it's dead!" Hu Tianyu watched as the Skeleton Guard collapsed into ashes and vanished. His sharp eyes immediately caught sight of an orange-glowing sword clattering onto the ground with a crisp metallic ring.
The moment that orange light flashed, it felt like everyone’s hearts stopped.
"Legendary-grade equipment!" The surrounding players surged forward like a tidal wave. A rogue, being the fastest, snatched the weapon and bolted.
"Kill him!"
In combat mode, newly acquired gear had a 99% chance of dropping upon death. The other players’ eyes burned with greed as they unleashed a barrage of attacks.
The rogue didn’t stand a chance. He was instantly obliterated, and the sword clattered back onto the ground.
The chaos escalated as players fought over the weapon, until one lucky player managed to grab it, die—and yet, it didn’t drop. Instead, they respawned back in town.
"Damn it! He got away with it!"
"Son of a—!"
A chorus of curses erupted. Hu Tianyu and his guildmates were the first to regain their composure, immediately contacting their fallen members.
"Keep an eye on that guy who got the sword. The second he steps out of the safe zone, slaughter him!"
After all, everyone respawned in the village, which was a safe zone. But no player could stay there forever—quests and leveling required venturing out to fight monsters.
Getting that weapon might not have been such a blessing after all.
"I wonder how those Skyhawk Guild bastards are doing. Did they manage to kill the hidden boss?" Hu Tianyu grumbled, but news soon reached him.
Skyhawk Guild had been instantly wiped out by the hidden boss?
"Wait, is that boss even stronger than the Skeleton Guard?" Hu Tianyu froze for a moment before noticing the ground trembling beneath his feet.
Then, right before everyone’s eyes, a new Skeleton Guard emerged.
"..."
A... respawn?
The players stood dumbfounded for a few seconds before noticing the faint orange glow radiating from the new Skeleton Guard.
"Does this mean killing it will drop another legendary-grade item?" Hu Tianyu’s heart pounded with excitement.
Even if it took massive resources to take it down, trading that effort for a legendary weapon seemed like a fair deal.
"Fall back and resupply first!"
Hu Tianyu wasn’t reckless enough to charge in again. After the last fight, everyone’s mana was drained. They needed to restock before another attempt.
The major guilds withdrew, while the solo players didn’t dare provoke the Skeleton Guard either. They lingered in the outer corridors, farming the respawning lesser skeletons in hopes of scoring some loot.
As time passed, the graveyard grew quieter.
"Buzz—"
The air rippled.
Ye Chuan teleported right in front of the Skeleton Guard, surveying the thousands of spirit essence scattered across the ground.
"Tsk tsk tsk, so many players... Thousands of spirit essence. This feels amazing."
Using a trash-tier spirit sword as bait in exchange for this haul—if Ye Chuan weren’t a skeleton right now, he’d be grinning ear to ear.
"All mine." With a wave of his hand, he absorbed every last bit of spirit essence.
Then, he glanced at the Skeleton Guard beside him. He had deliberately weakened today’s version—if it were too strong, players might lose interest in challenging it.
"But it looks like they’re enjoying themselves."
Ye Chuan weakened the Skeleton Guard a bit more, then pondered how to farm even more spirit essence.
"What if I could send my avatars outside the castle and camp the respawn point? That’d be perfect."
But that wasn’t realistic.
Ye Chuan couldn’t leave the castle himself. Even if his avatars slaughtered players at the respawn point, he wouldn’t be able to retrieve the dropped spirit essence.
"Ah well, this is good enough." After tweaking the Skeleton Guard’s stats, he returned to his throne.
"I wonder when the next wave of players will arrive~"
......
Over the next few days, Ye Chuan’s spirit sword bait netted him tens of thousands more spirit essence. The major guilds, meanwhile, happily farmed the Skeleton Guard for legendary gear, completely abandoning any thoughts of tackling the hidden boss.
But the guilds were puzzled. They noticed the Skeleton Guard’s stats fluctuated—sometimes it was fast, other times slow but tanky.
This inconsistency made it impossible to optimize their strategies, forcing them to expend enormous resources each time.
Still, a legendary weapon was worth the cost.
Word of the Naske Graveyard eventually reached the game’s administrators.
"What’s going on? Why are so many players dying in Norlan Village? Isn’t that a starter zone? Are guilds warring there?" Administrator A frowned.
"No, I checked the forums. Players are talking about farming some hidden boss’s Skeleton Guard for infinite legendary drops," Administrator B replied.
"Infinite drops? Check for bugs!" Administrator A ordered.
The game logs were pulled up, and the administrators fell silent when they saw a level 60+ hidden boss in a starter village.
"Wait, why is there a level 60+ boss in a beginner area?"
"Uh... let me ask the devs."
"Got a response. The devs say that boss is supposed to be level 20 and doesn’t drop legendary gear."
"Then it’s definitely a bug. Fix it."
"Right. Send an Arbiter to kill the boss and respawn a fresh one."
"..."
"Bad news."
"What now?"
"The Arbiter got killed by that boss."
"...What?"
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
