"Attack!"
"Dodge!"
"Attack!"
"Light as a swan's glide, dust rises from silken socks... Dodge!"
...
This exchange repeated three times.
Zhou Qiaoling's Zhen Ji hadn't lost a single drop of blood.
"Why aren't you taking damage?!"
"Zhen Ji's 'Alluring Beauty' skill... Black cards count as dodges. You attacked the wrong person!"
Zhou Yue checked Zhen Ji's skill description and groaned in frustration.
Staring at his hand full of dodges and various types of horses, he knew this round was hopeless.
"Pass, pass... Wait, what? Why do I have to discard cards???"
Before him, everyone had been at full health, so no one had encountered the need to discard.
Only then did they all notice the rule: hand limit equals current health.
With tears in his eyes, Zhou Yue discarded most of his cards, keeping only a single "Dodge" for survival.
"Whatever, it's probably just bad luck with the deck—fewer 'Attack' and 'Peach' cards. Nothing to do with fate..."
Zhou Yue consoled himself.
His turn ended, and it was Zhou Qiaoling's turn to draw.
She activated Zhen Ji's "Divine Water Nymph" skill.
"Like a light cloud veiling the moon..."
A black "Attack" entered her hand.
"Like a breeze swirling falling snow..."
Another black "Attack" joined her collection.
...
The "Divine Water Nymph" checks continued over a dozen times before finally stopping.
The last card drawn was a red "Peach"—the very card Zhou Yue had desperately needed but never drew in six attempts.
After the checks, Zhou Qiaoling casually ate a "Peach" right in front of him.
While at full health.
The live chat exploded with amusement.
[Zhen Ji is OP!]
[Senior Zhou lost so much health for just 12 cards, but Zhou Qiaoling surpassed him in one go...]
[Is Huang Gai just weak?]
[The best part is her eating that Peach right in front of Zhou Yue.]
[Full-health Peach munching—adding insult to injury.]
[Did you hear that crack? No one played an "Attack"...]
[Pretty sure that was the sound of Senior Zhou's will shattering...]
...
The sheer absurdity of the scene left Lu Ze speechless.
He eyed the Zhou siblings suspiciously. "Are you two really related by blood??"
"Certified genuine."
Zhou Qiaoling smiled sweetly before slamming down a "Barbarian Invasion."
Everyone had to respond with an "Attack" or lose health.
The responses cycled around the table until it reached Zhou Yue.
By then, it was obvious: Zhou Yue couldn't possibly have an "Attack" left—he would've used it on Zhen Ji earlier if he did.
In other words, he was doomed.
"Nullify!"
At the critical moment, Zhao Wendao's "Nullify" saved Zhou Yue from certain death.
Zhao Wendao knew they weren't on the same team.
But hadn't Lin Qingxuan—also a rebel—done the same earlier?
Compared to a junior's shattered morale, what did winning a card game matter?
"This time, I'll shield you."
Zhao Wendao stroked his beard with a chuckle.
"A mere fate constraint? With so many elders here, we'll break it for you!"
With those words, the game's purpose shifted entirely.
It was no longer about victory—it was about helping Zhou Yue defy his cursed luck.
Even Zhou Qiaoling hesitated to target him further.
She'd originally planned to "Snatch" Zhou Yue's "Repeating Crossbow" and use it to obliterate Zhong Yi, the Lord.
Instead, she played out her remaining cards, and the turns cycled peacefully.
"Brother Zhou, you got this!"
"Senior Zhou, we believe in you!"
"Zhou, my disciple, I've always had faith in you."
"Well said! Such resilience despite fate's cruelty—I, too, shall lend my aid!"
"Go for it! This time, you'll draw that Peach!"
"Good disciple, here—let your master heal you!"
...
Everyone rallied behind Zhou Yue.
Even the live chat was flooded with [Go Zhou!] and [Break fate's chains!], creating a scene so uplifting it bordered on tear-jerking.
Even Zhao Wendao and Lin Anzai, who'd been at each other's throats earlier, fell silent.
Lin Anzai even forgot to use "Astrology" to stack Zhao Wendao's deck with black Spades, letting him escape unscathed.
Watching Lin Qingxuan immediately use both his newly drawn cards to heal Zhou Yue twice, Zhou Yue was deeply moved.
Clasping his fists, he bowed solemnly.
"This junior... thanks you all!"
His eyes burned with determination, thunderclouds flickering in their depths...
No, literal thunderclouds.
The "Lightning" card Lin Anzai had used against Zhao Wendao earlier now hovered above Zhou Yue's head.
The "thunderclouds" in his eyes were its reflection.
"Lightning" triggered a check at the start of each turn.
If the drawn card was a Spade 2 through Spade 9, the player lost 3 health.
For three turns, "Lightning" had done nothing.
But the moment it landed on Zhou Yue, the room held its breath.
"Hah! A mere Lightning card can't—uh, why are you all staring?"
Zhou Yue frowned at their tense expressions.
"N-nothing! My disciple, we... we all believe in you!"
Lin Qingxuan recovered first, waving hurriedly.
The others echoed: "Yes, yes! Just focus on your 'Bitter Betrayal'!"
Then, the "Lightning" check began.
"Relax, my sister drew all those black cards earlier. The odds are—"
Before he could finish, the Spade 6 "Qinggang Sword" materialized on the table.
A deafening thunderbolt struck, reducing him to a charred silhouette.
"Lightning" dealt 3 damage. Even after Hua Tuo's earlier heal, Zhou Yue only had 2 health left.
His health hit zero instantly.
The group scrambled to save him—but no one had a "Peach."
Even with Hua Tuo's red card, it wasn't enough.
Zhou Yue sat in stunned silence, eliminated and forced to spectate.
Watching Zhou Qiaoling dominate the game with her eight-card hand and lead the rebels to victory only deepened his despair.
How could the gap in luck be this vast...
...
The game ended swiftly, and the group eagerly started a second round.
Zhong Yi, now a Loyalist, vowed to redeem himself.
Last game, as the Lord, he'd suffered—one Loyalist (Mu Yawen) didn't understand the rules, and the other (Zhou Yue) was a walking curse.
It was basically 1v5.
This time, he'd show the Lord what a competent Loyalist could do.
Just then, a red glow flashed beside him.
"Hahaha! Senior Zhong! I'm the Lord now! What's your role?"
"..."
Zhong Yi's eye twitched.
"I'm a Rebel. Just kill me..."
During character selection, Zhou Yue across the table roared with laughter:
"This time, I control my own destiny!!"
Behind him, the phantom of Zhuge Liang—feather fan and all—materialized.
"Oh? Using 'Astrology' to rig your own draws? A clever strategy, Brother Zhou."
Zhong Yi’s eyes lit up, instantly understanding Zhou Yue’s intention.
“Exactly! Even if it’s just an illusion, I must break this fate!”
Zhou Yue cast aside his earlier despondency, his eyes brimming with vitality once more.
The match began anew.
With the experience from the previous round, everyone played much more smoothly this time.
Except for Mu Yawen, who immediately discarded a [Lightning] card at the start and proceeded to mercilessly pummel Zhong Yi, the loyal minister…
...
In standard mode, whether it was the skills of the generals or the strategy cards, the mechanics and values were all quite ordinary.
This resulted in a slow-paced match.
After the first round, nothing particularly dramatic had happened.
Soon, the second round arrived.
As the thundercloud hovering above Mu Yawen’s head began shifting positions, everyone’s gaze instinctively turned to Zhou Yue.
“Wait, why are you all looking at me?”
Zhou Yue asked in surprise.
“Brother Zhou, I have a [Dismantle] card… Should I use it now?”
“As your mentor, I have a [Nullify]. I can nullify it for you later.”
Faced with their kindness, Zhou Yue hastily waved his hands.
“No need! I appreciate your goodwill, everyone… but this fate is something I must overcome myself!”
“This time, I’m playing as Zhuge Liang! I can control my hand—how could I possibly die from a [Lightning] judgment!?”
The others nodded subconsciously.
[Lightning] only takes effect after a round of judgment.
Meanwhile, [Stargaze] allows Zhou Yue to observe and adjust his upcoming hand before the judgment occurs.
“That’s true. It’s not like all five cards could be Spades 2 through Spades 9, right?”
Zhong Yi muttered to himself.
The others wholeheartedly agreed.
At the same time, Zhou Yue’s [Lightning] judgment began.
In an instant, his expression shifted from anticipation to shock, and finally to bitter resignation.
No words were needed—everyone already knew the outcome.
Lu Ze was utterly stunned.
Zhou Yue had always been somewhat unlucky, but until now, most of his misfortunes had been within the realm of plausibility.
But this time…
It was downright brutal!
Five consecutive Spades 2 through Spades 9—what were the odds!?
It was as if someone had tampered with the backend code…
Wait a minute—
Lu Ze suddenly realized something critically important—
Zhong Yi had just said something incredibly ominous…
A cursed fate combined with a jinxing spiritual root…
Well, that explained everything.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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?
【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.)
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
