"Ah..."
"Visit home often, visit home often~"
...
"Ah...!!"
"Snowflakes~ drifting~"
...
"Gaia!!!"
"Today is a good day~"
...
With each repeated fall,
as Shen Yan passed by the "Homesick Stone," more and more BGM tracks unlocked.
Each one struck straight to the soul.
Some sounded cheerful, yet carried an inexplicable melancholy.
Shen Yan's face showed no expression, yet it was etched with weariness.
He swung the hammer in his hand bit by bit, climbing upward step by step.
As the height increased, so did the difficulty.
Driven by unwavering determination, Shen Yan had already scaled the Tianxuan Mountain.
The location of his past-life castle had transformed into a towering ancient pagoda within the illusion.
The bad news was that the platforms here were much larger—no more going home.
The good news was that Lu Ze had added some new mechanics.
At this moment, Shen Yan felt extremely uncomfortable with his legs trapped in the jar.
Before this, his lower body had been completely numb, as if the sensation had been blocked.
Now, his legs had regained feeling.
But the sensation of being tightly confined was unbearable.
Especially when he jumped—his newly awakened legs kept fighting for control, twitching involuntarily.
Just then, the illusion's system prompt appeared:
[The demonic seal seems to be weakening... Your legs are gradually regaining sensation...]
"..."
Shen Yan's fists tightened around the hammer's handle.
Not now! Damn it!
This is terrible for gameplay!!!
Meanwhile, the live chat erupted in relief.
[The seal weakened, thank goodness...]
[Seems like Lu the Demon still has a shred of conscience.]
[Really? Brother Shen doesn’t look too happy about it.]
...
Without firsthand experience, no one could understand that regaining sensation now was worse than not regaining it at all.
A pure debuff.
Shen Yan couldn’t exactly lash out, so he forced a smile.
If it was uncomfortable, he’d just have to endure it.
Right then, another system prompt flashed:
[Damn the demonic path! A new curse has been cast upon you—the jar is now filled with venomous insects!]
Shen Yan took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to swear.
The itching sensation on his newly awakened feet grew increasingly unbearable...
The chat exploded instantly.
[You’re the damn demon here!!! Lu the Demon!!!!]
[Are you even human???]
[First restore his legs, then fill the jar with bugs???]
[Just reading this is making me break out in a cold sweat...]
[Monster!!!]
[Brother Shen, run! A demon has infiltrated Tianxuan Sect!!]
...
"I-it’s... fine..."
Shen Yan bit his lip, his face pale.
"This... this trial is nothing to me..."
No way.
After coming this far, how could he quit?
Shen Yan could accept death, but not humiliation!
Fortunately, the insect bites didn’t hurt.
They just itched.
But they still messed with his gameplay.
Gritting his teeth, he pressed forward, swinging his hammer with all his might.
Faster and faster...
...
...
Thanks to Tianxuan Sect’s newly established server,
this livestream was also visible to the Lingxiao Sect.
Zhong Yi, who had just finished a round of "Three Kingdoms Kill," was watching the broadcast with Zhou Yue and Mu Yawen.
"Yikes..."
Seeing Shen Yan plummet from a great height, Zhong Yi sucked in a sharp breath.
When a few venomous insects crawled out of the nearly toppled jar, even Zhou Yue couldn’t stay composed.
"Well... at least Junior Brother Lu treats us as allies..."
Zhou Yue wiped cold sweat from his brow.
Compared to this, their earlier game of "Four Must Work Together" seemed like child’s play.
"I kinda wanna try it, though!"
Mu Yawen grinned eagerly.
As a body cultivator, he felt this illusion suited him perfectly.
"Oh? Should I go buy you a copy from Tianxuan Sect?"
Zhong Yi smirked mischievously.
He’d just suffered a crushing defeat in "Three Kingdoms Kill" thanks to Mu Yawen’s terrible teamwork.
Now was the perfect time for payback.
"Sure, sure!"
"Then Senior Brother should head to Tianxuan Sect right now!"
...
...
Meanwhile, at Tianxuan Sect.
"I made it!!!"
Shen Yan slammed his hammer into the ground, venting his excitement.
By now, five full hours had passed since he entered the illusion.
The livestream was packed with viewers.
Nearly every Tianxuan Sect disciple was cheering him on.
[Brother Shen, you can do it!]
[Don’t let Lu the Demon win!]
[I believe you’ll achieve Hammer-Man Unity one day!]
[Not sure about hammer-man unity, but man-and-jar unity seems pretty solid.]
...
That one out-of-place comment made Shen Yan’s heart sink.
A quick glance at the username confirmed it:
["Conquering Illusions with Brother Shen Yan"].
This guy always knew how to twist the knife, leaving Shen Yan fuming.
Suddenly, a chill ran down his spine.
Ahead, he’d unknowingly entered the territory of the snow-capped mountains.
Great.
On top of the hammer’s erratic weight, the unbearable itch in his confined legs, and the imbalance between his left and right hands,
now he had freezing cold to contend with.
Shen Yan steeled himself and pressed onward, hammering his way forward inch by inch.
Soon, an alchemy cauldron blocked his path...
...
...
At the cauldron—the equivalent of the anvil in the previous game—Shen Yan endured yet another round of torment.
Now, he realized the hammer had one more restriction:
The hammerhead would randomly grow or shrink.
Combined with the sudden weight changes, his missteps grew more frequent.
At least after clearing Tianxuan Mountain, he wouldn’t be sent all the way back home.
No matter how many times he fell, he’d restart from the mountain’s peak.
This was the only shred of mercy Shen Yan could attribute to Lu Ze.
...
Another hour passed.
After countless hardships, Shen Yan finally reached a new high point.
A massive floating boulder covered in snow.
Beyond it was a platform impossible to reach by jumping alone.
A bucket hung suspended in midair.
By now, Shen Yan was numb, but he forced himself to focus, analyzing the path ahead:
"Looks like I need to hook onto the bucket first, then swing onto the platform..."
He quickly deduced the solution.
Just then,
he spotted a delicate, floating hand on the other side of the boulder.
Next to it hung a sign that read: [Don’t trust it!]
"What’s this?"
Curious, Shen Yan approached.
The hand suddenly flailed wildly.
A panicked woman’s voice echoed from the void: "Taoist Master, save me! A demon trapped me inside this cursed log... Help! Help!"
A closer look revealed the arm was indeed protruding from a long, thick piece of wood—as if someone had been sealed inside.
The barrage of comments erupted with speculation.
[What’s going on here?]
[Should we save her or not?]
[Feels like a trap…]
[Given Lu Ze’s usual schemes, this is totally his style!]
[Senior Brother Shen, don’t believe it! This woman must be some demonic trick to mess with your mind! Don’t fall for it!]
...
Shen Yan extended the hammer in his hand, about to pass it over.
But after glancing at the floating comments and recalling all the hardships he’d endured along the way,
he suddenly felt his fellow disciples had a point.
Especially since Lu Ze had even planted a blatant sign here.
It all seemed far too deliberate.
With that thought, Shen Yan ignored the outstretched arm and strode straight toward the suspended water bucket.
Seeing no response, the arm slowly withdrew and fell still.
Lu Ze wasn’t worried about Shen Yan’s choice.
He always had multiple contingencies in place and had already accounted for the possibility of Shen Yan seeing through the ruse.
So,
the real trap was yet to come.
When he saw Shen Yan raising the hammer, taking aim at the water bucket in midair,
Lu Ze smirked.
The mission progress had now reached 98%.
Shen Yan was teetering on the brink of breaking.
This time, success was guaranteed.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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.
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."
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
