"Smack smack smack....."
"Hmm.....?"
Wait a minute... why does it feel like I'm kissing thin air?
Qin Luo's little hand doesn't feel like this....
Su Muwan's eyelashes fluttered lightly as a breeze carrying the fresh scent of grass and trees brushed past her nose.
She opened her eyes in confusion.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
Whoosh!
She abruptly sat up, her eyes wide with shock as she took in her surroundings.
She found herself lying beneath an ancient towering tree.
Millions of leaves woven into a canopy high above, their veins pulsing with liquid spiritual energy.
What the—?!
Su Muwan's pupils trembled.
After annihilating the Ghost Domain,
Didn’t I go back to play watery-lingering techniques with Qin Luo?
How did I end up transmigrating again?
Huh?
Seriously, can’t I at least finish playing before getting thrown into another world?!
Su Muwan was speechless.
She covered her face—this had to be that damn bronze cauldron’s doing. It was bad enough transmigrating in the minor world,
But now, even in the greater cosmos, I still have to deal with this?!
Are you kidding me?!
But whatever.
Finding Qin Luo comes first.
With that thought,
Su Muwan pushed herself up, her palms sinking into the soft velvet grass beneath her.
The blades of grass unfurled into butterfly-wing shapes at her touch. She blinked in surprise.
Even the most ordinary grass here shimmered with golden veins, radiating dense spiritual energy.
This piqued her interest.
Well, well.
What kind of place is this?
How is spiritual energy so abundant it’s practically overflowing?
The next moment—
"ROAR!!"
A distant beast’s cry echoed, carrying an overwhelming pressure despite the distance.
Su Muwan’s gaze sharpened—this place... was no joke!
So...
Where’s Qin Luo??
She blinked. Oh right.
They had a mental link.
...
...
Meanwhile.
Smack smack smack....
Hmm...
This is weird...
This doesn’t taste like the young miss at all...
Feels like I’m kissing air...
And... it’s so noisy outside...
Qin Luo was jolted awake by the sound of bone flutes.
He opened his eyes groggily—and froze.
Dozens of wild men, their bodies painted with blood-red totems and clad in peculiar animal hides, were dancing in a circle around him.
Crystalline cores were embedded in their foreheads, and with every step, their feet left scorched marks on the ground.
The sight instantly made Qin Luo realize—
Oh great...
We’ve... transmigrated again?
Seeing Qin Luo awake, the eldest Shaman raised a staff made of human bone.
"@#￥%……&!"
Thud!
Spouting words Qin Luo couldn’t understand, the Shaman suddenly drove the staff into the earth.
The next second—
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!
Vines erupted from the ground, thorny tendrils lashing toward Qin Luo’s neck.
"Oooh! Oooh!"
The wild men cheered,
As if this were some sacred ritual.
Except...
Qin Luo smirked and snapped his fingers.
Darkness surged.
The vines withered to ash in an instant.
He leisurely brushed fallen leaves from his shoulder, his gaze lingering on the cores in the wild men’s foreheads. "So their power comes from those crystals..."
"Using them to mimic spells."
"Interesting."
With that,
Qin Luo raised a hand toward the lead Shaman, shadows swirling in his palm.
BOOM!
A shockwave blasted the Shaman backward.
"!! Eek-yaaa!!"
The Shaman dropped his bone staff in terror, covering his head and prostrating on the ground.
"Eeeek! Oooh!"
The other wild men recoiled, pressing themselves flat against the earth in fear.
But Qin Luo’s expression turned odd.
He scanned the group.
His senses told him these wild men possessed terrifyingly dense spiritual energy—
Each one was like a walking spiritual nuke.
Not only did their energy dwarf that of cultivators from the greater cosmos, but their physical bodies were absurdly resilient.
That last attack would’ve left even a Supreme Realm expert gravely injured.
Yet this Shaman didn’t have a scratch?
Absolutely terrifying.
If these people were in the greater cosmos, their sheer physicality alone could bulldoze most sacred sects.
Thinking this,
Qin Luo extended a finger and performed a quick divination.
His eyes narrowed.
Good news—he confirmed this was indeed a world reached through the bronze cauldron’s transmigration.
Bad news... they’d overshot.
This place...
Had no concept of [cultivators].
It was a completely primitive, savage era.
Fantastic.
Qin Luo rubbed his temples, then glanced at the cowering wild men.
A barbaric age...
What kind of plot trigger would send them back?
[Qin Luo! Where are you?! Answer me!]
Su Muwan’s voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
He blinked and briefly explained the situation.
[What?! A savage era? So no snacks, no internet? Just like when we transmigrated to the Profound Heaven Realm?]
[Theoretically, yes.]
[Waaah! No way! I refuse! This place sucks! Take me back!]
[Don’t panic, young miss. I’ll fetch you.]
A short while later,
Qin Luo used shadow teleportation to pull Su Muwan over.
Trailing behind her was a peculiar snow-white kitten.
It timidly hid behind Su Muwan’s heels, peeking out with just its head. The cat looked strange—feline, but with two tiny horns atop its head.
"Young miss, what’s this fluffy thing?"
Qin Luo pointed at the kitten.
"Huh? This?"
Su Muwan glanced down, then scratched her cheek sheepishly. "Earlier, I heard some monster roars and went to check it out."
"Found two giant beasts that killed each other in battle. This little guy was the only survivor."
"I didn’t even do anything, and it just started following me."
The kitten let out a timid meow.
Qin Luo nodded. "Seems it thinks you’re a good person. Got a name for it?"
"I’ll take the first part as a compliment. As for the name..."
Su Muwan pondered. "Hmm..."
Then it hit her. "Let’s call it Snowball."
"Such a lazy name."
"Hey! What’s that supposed to mean?!"
Su Muwan huffed and punched Qin Luo’s arm, then immediately deflated. "Wait, this isn’t the time for that."
"How do we get back? What kind of plot do we need to trigger to return to our original era?"
"More importantly..."
She pointed at the prostrating wild men, her face twisting in disgust. "What the heck are these guys?"
"Clearly, the local natives. Though there’s a bit of a language barrier."
"So what do we do?"
"I have an idea."
Qin Luo stepped forward and placed a hand on the Shaman’s head.
Under the terrified gaze of the onlookers, a surge of shadowy energy flooded into the man's features.
"Arghhhh!!!"
A moment later.
Qin Luo lowered his hand.
The Shaman cried out twice before falling silent, realizing the pain had vanished.
Then,
under the awestruck stares of the crowd,
Qin Luo spread his arms wide.
With divine solemnity, he gazed upon the dozens of tribesmen before him.
[Natural Charisma + Whispering Winds! Activate!]
In a deep, resonant voice—
he spoke in the very tongue of these wild men.
"Hear me!"
"I am the Shadow Deity! Bow before me, and my protection shall be upon your tribe!"
The words struck like thunder.
The tribesmen froze—then, as one, dropped to their knees.
Tears streaming down their faces, they chanted in fervor:
"Our Lord! Our Lord!"
"Our Lord! Our Lord!"
Humm—!
Streaks of golden light rose from the tribesmen, spiraling into Qin Luo's body.
Faith Energy—acquired!
Witnessing this spectacle, Su Muwan tilted her head in confusion: ?
What in the world just happened?
th】 【No prior gaming knowledge required】【The First Cultivation + Game Design Novel on the Platform】 In a world where the righteous path dominates and crushes the demonic sects, Lu Ze unlocks the "Son of the Demon Path" system. Killing righteous cultivators now grants him power-ups. Wait—deaths in illusions count too? As a former game designer, Lu Ze decides to give the cultivators of this world a little—no, a massive—shock... Sect Elders: "What is this 'Escape from the Demon Sect' game? Why have all our disciples abandoned cultivation to play it??" Elite Disciples: "You're saying... mastering 'Demon Slayer' can help us counter demonic schemes?" Reclusive Masters: "Why did I leave seclusion? Ask that backstabbing rat who ambushed me in 'Eternal Strife' yesterday!" Rogue Cultivators & Civilians: "'Immortal Abyss Action' is addictive! You can even earn spirit stones by loot-running..." Sect Prodigy: "My Dao heart is unshakable... except for that cursed black hammer." Royal Scions: "Can skins have stat boosts? I’ll pay 10,000 spirit stones for one!!" Sect Leader: "WHO IS CORRUPTING MY DISCIPLES?!!!"
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
