"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?!"
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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!]
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."
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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.
