As the saying goes, any game can be mastered after a few tries.
Given that everyone present was a cultivator, rolling the dice manually would make it far too easy to manipulate the outcome with subtle movements.
Thus, Zhou Ping—who had no cultivation and looked utterly bewildered—was honored with the task of rolling the dice for everyone.
Apart from purchasing and developing properties, some squares on the board were designated as penalty spaces.
There were also item spaces where players could draw special cards.
The winner could assign one of the losers to draw an ultimate penalty card.
The game started smoothly. Though the rules were simple, there were nuances only experienced players would notice.
Zhou Ping, acting as the impartial dice-roller, tossed the dice with a blank expression.
Yanyun observed for a moment, confirming that the dice were fair and Zhou Ping—just a nervous mortal—wasn’t tampering with them.
Her gaze shifted to the others but found nothing suspicious.
Could it really be… just a harmless game?
Yet this didn’t seem like Elder Bai’s usual style.
After Chu Xingchen calmly announced the start of the game, Li Yingling emerged victorious from a round of rock-paper-scissors, securing the first move—a slight but meaningful advantage.
Zhou Ping rolled the dice for Li Yingling, and they tumbled safely onto the board.
With so many players crowded around a single table, space was tight.
Thus, Chu Xingchen had conjured an illusionary game board, complete with Q-version avatars for each player, their current gold amounts floating above their heads.
The properties on the board also displayed their purchase prices.
It was a flawless recreation. At the very least, Li Yingling’s eyes sparkled at the sight—using illusions for a game was a far cry from the flat paper maps she was used to. The difference was like night and day.
If nothing else, the experience was undeniably immersive.
Li Yingling waved her hand grandly. “I’ll buy it!”
The moment she spoke, the plot of land turned blue, adorned with a tiny Q-version Li Yingling flag. Simultaneously, the gold above her avatar decreased accordingly.
Watching this unfold, Yanyun suddenly found the whole affair rather amusing.
As Zhou Ping continued rolling, the players’ pieces advanced.
Lv Xuan’s luck was poor—starting late meant he often landed on the same spaces as others.
This time, he matched Li Yingling’s roll.
Not only did he gain nothing, but he also had to pay her rent.
Still, at least he fared better than Yanyun.
When Zhou Ping’s next toss landed, Chu Xingchen moved Yanyun’s piece forward—only for it to land squarely on the first penalty space of the game.
The moment her avatar stepped onto it, the words “Bad Luck!” flashed above her in bold red.
Qinghe reacted the most dramatically, waving her arms and grinning at Zhou Ping.
“Nice! You’re actually useful. Qinghe’ll treat you to a meal later!”
Yanyun shot Qinghe a look at the blatant favoritism, though she couldn’t deny the little dragon’s antics were somewhat endearing.
Zhou Ping, unsure whether to smile or not, simply pressed his lips together.
Chu Xingchen gestured calmly to the penalty cards. “Disciple Yanyun, please draw your penalty.”
Without hesitation, Yanyun used her spiritual energy to pull a card.
[Grasp a sword and shout—"In the name of the moon, I shall punish you vile demonic cultivators!"]
Yanyun’s brow furrowed instantly. But before she could protest, Chu Xingchen thoughtfully conjured a Q-version of her.
The tiny figure leaped into the air, right hand thrusting a sword skyward, left hand on its hip, legs splayed wide. Its exaggerated expression mouthed the phrase repeatedly—though silently.
As if to ensure Yanyun couldn’t half-heartedly mumble her way through it.
For some reason, seeing her cartoonish double act this out made Yanyun’s face burn.
What kind of shameless person could possibly strike such a pose and say such words?
She took a deep breath and glanced at her master.
Bai Xuanling’s expression was neutral, but the faint upward twitch of his lips betrayed his amusement.
How dare he!
Was her humiliation truly so entertaining?
Chu Xingchen added, “You may draw again and choose between the two, Disciple Yanyun.”
“No need.” She refused outright.
For Yanyun, backing down was worse than embarrassment.
Steeling herself under the group’s expectant gazes, she summoned her sword and mimicked the Q-version’s pose—leaping, legs apart, right arm raised, left hand on her hip.
Stifling the inexplicable rush of shame—especially in front of strangers and Xie Lingyu—she forced the words out like they were being dragged from her throat:
“In the name of the moon… I shall punish you vile demonic cultivators…”
Qinghe, predictably, burst into uproarious laughter.
“HAHAHAHA!”
Even Xie Lingyu couldn’t suppress a faint smile.
Yanyun straightened, glaring. “Satisfied?”
Instead of an answer, an illusory red “X” appeared before her, followed by two words:
LOUDER!
Qinghe’s laughter turned downright maniacal.
Xie Lingyu’s composure cracked further, though she still didn’t laugh aloud.
Lv Xuan quickly raised a hand to his mouth—whether to stifle a chuckle or out of reflex was unclear.
Who would’ve thought the ever-composed prodigy Yanyun could be so… entertaining?
Yanyun locked eyes with Chu Xingchen, who met her gaze unflinchingly.
“Rules are rules. If you truly can’t…”
“I said no!”
Yanyun summoned her sword again.
If humiliation was inevitable, she’d face it head-on.
She struck the pose once more, voice booming this time:
“IN THE NAME OF THE MOON, I SHALL PUNISH YOU VILE DEMONIC CULTIVATORS!”
Qinghe’s laughter nearly drowned her out.
Yanyun pressed her lips together, eyes sharpening. Aside from Bai Xuanling’s training, she’d never suffered such indignity. Now she saw her master’s true colors—perhaps this severed any lingering attachments.
She refused to believe she alone would suffer. Coolly, she demanded:
“Next round.”
Zhou Ping, suppressing a smile, tossed the dice again. Who knew immortals could be so… amusing?
The game progressed smoothly. Most random events simply deducted gold or sent players to “jail.”
Perhaps the group’s collective luck wasn’t entirely terrible—few landed on penalties.
After Yanyun, the next victim was Chen Baiqing.
Her penalty card read: [Meow like a cat.]
Chu Xingchen, ever fair, conjured a Q-version Chen Baiqing mimicking the pose—tiny fist pressed to her cheek, mouth forming a “meow.”
Seeing this, Yanyun felt marginally better.
Maybe they were all just… genuinely playing.
Chen Baiqing complied without fuss, letting out a soft:
“Meow… meow?”
Qinghe's eyes widened as she clutched her chest, exclaiming:
"Chen Baiqing is so adorable! Absolutely adorable!"
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
ither go to a cultivation world where a single sword strike can defeat ten thousand enemies. Or they travel back to historical dynasties to alter history and wield imperial power. At the very least, they'd go back a few decades to get rich using their future knowledge and build a harem. Who the hell would transmigrate here!
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
