The matters of signing contracts and coordination were all handled by Old Cao.
This was just how Young Master Cao operated—when he trusted someone, he trusted them completely. Since Old Cao was put in charge, both major and minor matters would naturally be entrusted to him.
What do you call this?
This is called trust!!
The most important bond between heaven and earth stems from trust.
This was also the foundation of Cao Cheng's principles.
He trusted many people—just look at Eldest Sister, Second Sister, Third Sister, and The Fourth… Cao Cheng confidently delegated authority to them.
Though Second Sister had her own career and now held a fairly high status, she still retained shares in the company.
This, too, was trust.
Ah.
A flawless man like me is truly rare in this world.
Cao Cheng couldn’t understand those historical figures obsessed with power—did they not know how to delegate?
Wouldn’t that be exhausting?
Ending up as lonely, isolated rulers—what was the point?
He just didn’t get it!
But when he couldn’t figure something out, Cao Cheng didn’t dwell on it. That was one of his strengths—if something was unclear, he’d set it aside for the time being, and eventually, he’d forget about it…
……
After arranging everything, Cao Cheng met briefly with Old Cao, gave some final instructions, and then left the capital.
There was no need for Young Master Cao to worry about things here.
With two close allies working together, what could possibly go wrong?
So,
After leaving the capital, Cao Cheng headed to Pengcheng, where the gaming company was located—and where Xiao Ma was also based.
Young Master Cao intended to establish a game developers’ club.
He planned to gather the heads of major gaming studios to brainstorm and design virtual MMORPGs!
Especially domestically developed virtual MMORPGs.
This platform… if they created something like a xianxia (immortal heroes) game, it would be on a whole other level compared to 2D xianxia online games.
Most importantly, Young Master Cao had an idea—what if 20% of in-game progression could be reflected in reality?
For example,
If someone cultivated to the Foundation Establishment stage in the game, wouldn’t that mean a wave of Qi Refinement practitioners emerging in the real world?
This could forcibly redirect the technological development of Blue Star.
Of course,
Young Master Cao was just speculating. He didn’t actually believe cultivation realms could be reflected in reality—after all, there were no real cultivation techniques available.
For games like PUBG, where players trained their physical reflexes through mental engagement, a 20% real-world feedback was understandable.
But for a xianxia game, they’d need at least one—or preferably many—authentic cultivation manuals.
Cao Cheng had them!
But he couldn’t just hand them out.
He couldn’t possibly use his own "Wolong Carefree Scripture" or the later-acquired "Qifeng Serenity Mantra" as reference templates, could he?
These were Cao Cheng’s most powerful techniques.
Also, his lazy-man’s cultivation methods.
If they were leaked… who would still work?
Besides,
The Dao is not sold cheaply; techniques are not shared lightly.
Without cause or connection, Cao Cheng naturally wouldn’t reveal his trump cards.
However…
He could release some martial arts techniques.
Create a wuxia (martial heroes) world.
Cao Cheng wasn’t sure about Earth’s situation—though he had dreamed of returning to a bygone era, he wasn’t a martial artist or a historian, so many details eluded him.
But on Blue Star, given his status, anything he didn’t know could be clarified with a simple phone call.
Before leaving the capital, Cao Cheng had already conceived this idea and spent hours discussing it with his father-in-law.
In the end, his father-in-law fully supported the initiative—improving physical fitness and strengthening national vitality.
Martial arts training had its merits.
Refining qi and tempering the mind.
The benefits outweighed the risks!
As for potential issues of martial artists disrupting order…
Not a major concern!
Times have changed, after all.
With his father-in-law’s help, Cao Cheng contacted the department overseeing martial sects and gathered some intel.
Years earlier, the government had conducted a nationwide martial arts excavation project.
They identified 136 martial sects—some well-known, others obscure.
Fewer than thirty-six were household names.
The rest remained in obscurity.
Yet each of these sects had preserved their traditions.
They all possessed their own martial insights and techniques.
This was invaluable. If thousands of manuals were compiled and analyzed by the Core Terminal, it could scientifically integrate authentic martial techniques into the game.
With such a terminal, paired with AI, they could even refine these techniques to better suit human physiology.
However,
This required negotiation. Not every sect would willingly share their secrets.
Frankly, those willing to publicize their heritage wouldn’t have remained obscure to begin with!
There were reasons things had turned out this way.
But Cao Cheng left this to the officials handling martial affairs, tasking them to negotiate with local martial arts associations.
The message was simple: willing participants were welcome.
Those hesitant would be persuaded, but if they refused, so be it.
Once the game launched, the ones regretting their decision wouldn’t be Young Master Cao.
Especially when some unknown sects gained fame and profit through the game—enough to shatter the resolve of those who abstained.
Discussions on martial arts were ongoing.
Meanwhile, Cao Cheng focused on assembling the game development club.
……
When Cao Cheng unveiled the game helmets,
The heads of domestic gaming studios were stunned.
Game helmets?
These executives might not read much fiction, but they weren’t uninformed.
They knew about this technology.
And were familiar with VR games…
Many had even dabbled in VR development.
Currently, the helmet only supported one game—PUBG.
This was a smash hit; most had heard of it, some had played it.
As helmets were distributed,
Cao Cheng invited everyone to play a round.
It was that simple.
After one session, half the room was hooked.
Especially when Cao Cheng revealed that 20% of in-game abilities would feedback into reality.
This statement electrified the crowd.
They saw the dawn of a new era.
This wasn’t just about gaming—it was revolutionary technology with global implications.
So…
The club’s formation proceeded seamlessly.
No one raised a single objection.
Young Master Cao’s rules were the rules.
Whether they specialized in MMOs, mobile games, or single-player titles, all were eager to join the helmet’s content development.
They knew.
This club, though established with a word from Young Master Cao, would inevitably grow into a colossal entity.
Right now, membership was a simple yes.
In the future, new developers wouldn’t find it so easy.
No fools were present.
They recognized this as Young Master Cao’s opportunity to them.
So even after days of formalizing the club, none left.
Three meetings a day became the norm.
Throughout the club’s hotel, groups of three or five huddled together, discussing collaborations and game concepts.

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.”

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!