"Brother Zhou, don't worry! With these five cards eliminated, the next one can't possibly be another Spade 2 to Spade 9!"
At that moment, Zhong Yi chimed in to console him.
Lu Ze's expression instantly turned peculiar.
He covered his face and turned away.
What came next was too painful to watch...
"Brother Zhong is right! It's not time to give up yet!"
Zhou Yue mustered his spirits, forcing a strained smile as he took a deep breath.
He placed all five spade cards at the bottom of the deck.
This meant he had eliminated five guaranteed losing options.
No matter how you looked at it,
the chances of triggering the [Lightning] effect again were now infinitesimal.
The [Stargaze] skill ended, and the [Lightning] judgment phase began.
Then came that familiar Spade 6—[Qinggang Sword]...
"GODDAMMIT!! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!"
......
......
Game after game,
the eight players were completely absorbed.
Even the unluckiest of them all, Zhou Yue, was thoroughly enjoying himself.
The familiar Three Kingdoms characters, the deceitful identity mechanics, the novel skills and stratagems...
Combined, they packed an irresistible punch for these cultivators who'd never experienced such refined entertainment.
The crowd of spectators grew steadily.
Thanks to Nangong Yuan's efforts in broadcasting the gameplay, not only was the Lingxiao Sect tuning in, but even other sects could watch.
Gradually, the live chat grew livelier.
[What kind of illusion realm is this? Why are they playing cards?]
[I don’t get it either. Wouldn’t it be better to play cards in the real world?]
[Stop asking, just watch. The illusions, the soundtrack—the atmosphere is incredible!]
[Three Kingdoms-themed? Damn, even Junior Brother Lu is into the Three Kingdoms!]
[Such a fun illusion realm—why can’t our Tianxuan Faction experience it?]
[Our Infinite Sword Sect wants in too!]
[Qingshan Sect... cough Never mind, just enjoying the show...]
[Elder Lin got Zhuge Liang again!]
[Absolute Tianxuan Faction pro move!]
[That Zhou Yue guy’s luck is abysmal—how does he keep drawing such terrible cards?]
[I wanna play too! Where can I buy this illusion realm??]
......
Lu Ze watched the increasingly lively chat with satisfaction.
These were all potential paying customers.
The more popular Three Kingdoms Kill became now, the more profit he’d reap later.
Most importantly, the game was also efficiently harvesting demonic energy.
In a single match, up to seven players could "die."
The key was—the elders loved it!
A single elder was worth nearly ten elite disciples.
Converted to ordinary disciples? That number became terrifying—hundreds, even thousands.
And the best part? It was stable, a steady trickle of gains.
In his past life, Three Kingdoms Kill had thrived for a full decade despite its mismanagement.
In this cultivation world? The potential was limitless.
Of course,
Lu Ze’s main goal in introducing Three Kingdoms Kill at this stage was to expand server access to other sects.
Single-player games—even soul-crushingly difficult ones—could only squeeze so much value from a player. A thousand deaths, and the well ran dry.
But online games? Entirely different.
Battle royales, shooters, MOBAs...
These were modes where a single match could generate nearly a hundred "kills."
And their appeal was universal—players could keep "dying" indefinitely.
The math made them far more lucrative than soulslikes!
To build an empire with online games, servers were a must.
Step one: Connect the Lingxiao Sect’s server.
Step two: Link the other five major sects.
Lu Ze’s ultimate goal? To integrate the entire cultivation world into his server network.
His master had warned him—supporting such a network would require a soul as powerful as a True Immortal’s, an almost insurmountable challenge.
But Lu Ze believed every problem had a solution.
Worst-case scenario? He’d just wait for his master to ascend to immortality and then... ask for a favor.
As Lu Ze lost himself in thought,
the sky above the Bronze Sparrow Platform suddenly darkened.
Countless fireworks exploded overhead.
[Elder Gu Tianheng of the Tianxuan Faction has gifted a Blazing Meteor in the livestream!]
Elder Gu Tianheng: [I’d love to join this illusion realm. How can I participate?]
Lu Ze was stunned.
The livestream feature was a recent addition, still rough around the edges.
A Blazing Meteor was one of the pricier gifts—worth 100 spirit stones.
Then,
an even more dazzling spectacle erupted—
A golden sword-light split the night sky.
Countless slender flying swords converged, forming an impossibly massive, exaggeratedly ornate blade.
As the colossal sword descended, a distant mountain peak crumbled into rubble.
Li Jiujian of the Infinite Sword Sect: [This old man still has some fight left... Deal me in!]
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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."
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.”
. 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!"
