"On behalf of all members of the Tianxuan Sect, this old man thanks you, Young Friend Lu!"
Chi Shengtian was so moved that he immediately performed a grand bow, then retrieved a nine-inch-long purple jade scepter from the void.
"This is the [Profound Heaven Decree]. To the disciples of the Tianxuan Sect, seeing this object is akin to seeing me in person. Holding it within our sect grants you all the privileges of an elder."
After handing the Profound Heaven Decree to Lu Ze, Chi Shengtian asked further:
"Beyond this, our Tianxuan Sect should present a grand gift to express our gratitude. Does Young Friend Lu have any requests?"
Lu Ze pondered for a moment.
Given his current cultivation level, offensive magical treasures were the least cost-effective—definitely not an option.
Life-preserving treasures were somewhat useful, but his cheap master occasionally gifted him some, so he had just enough.
As for the Tianxuan Sect’s divination-type treasures, rumors said they could easily backfire unless one specialized in fate calculation—which he didn’t. So, those were out of the question too...
After a long deliberation, Lu Ze spoke:
"This junior walks the path of illusion, yet struggles with the slow growth of divine sense... Does the Tianxuan Sect possess any treasures that could enhance it?"
"Enhancing divine sense..."
Chi Shengtian frowned slightly.
This was a rare request.
Whether in cultivation or combat, one’s divine sense was always sufficient for their realm.
Only an eccentric like Lu Ze, obsessed with crafting illusions, would find his divine sense lacking.
"Such treasures are scarce, but since you’ve asked, this old man will ensure you obtain one."
"Then I thank Elder Chi in advance!"
Lu Ze smiled in satisfaction.
Given Chi Shengtian’s character, even if the Tianxuan Sect didn’t have such a treasure, the elder would likely use divination to locate one for him.
After some more pleasantries,
Lu Ze left his portable Illusion Tower within the sealing formation.
The remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao still bore unresolved karma and couldn’t recklessly depart.
However, it had already slipped into the main world of Minecraft, temporarily escaping causality.
At the very least, the Tianxuan Sect no longer had to live in fear of their sect being blown up one day.
......
......
Lu Ze returned to his quarters and happened to run into Nangong Yuan.
"Did the Tianxuan Sect give you any trouble?"
Nangong Yuan asked.
Over the past few days, he had learned that the sect had detained the two of them primarily because of Lu Ze, sparking his curiosity.
Lu Ze shook his head. "No."
"Good."
Nangong Yuan relaxed, then suddenly raised an eyebrow.
"By the way, didn’t you say last time that if this master advanced in cultivation, you’d gift me Three Kingdoms Kill skins?"
He had been bored stiff in the Tianxuan Sect lately.
Now that the sect’s server was up, he had returned to playing Three Kingdoms Kill to pass the time.
But after pouring in piles of spirit stones, he still hadn’t drawn any skins, leaving him itching with frustration—and reminded of Lu Ze’s earlier promise.
"Coincidentally, I’ve recently had some epiphanies and may soon..."
Before he could finish, Lu Ze blinked in confusion:
"Huh? When did I ever say that?"
Nangong Yuan: "???"
......
In the past, Lu Ze had relied on his master to handle the server, but now he had a better alternative.
Still, since Nangong Yuan had always looked out for him, Lu Ze decided to secretly tweak the drop rates for him in the backend.
As for convincing the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao to serve as his server—that negotiation was still ongoing.
Lu Ze returned to his room, picked up a spare Illusion Tower and illusion crystals, and entered the Minecraft backend.
Only one world was currently active, and without a doubt, it belonged to the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao.
Lu Ze activated administrator mode and connected to the world.
In the sky, he immediately spotted the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao, which had taken the form of a little boy with a topknot, standing outside a fence and watching two chickens mate.
Lu Ze couldn’t help but laugh.
After all, the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao knew the method of creating worlds.
Instead of crafting a brand-new world, this guy was obsessed with watching chickens lay eggs?
Truly, he had the heart of a child.
Just then,
two eggs appeared on the ground.
The remnant spirit picked them up, smashed them against the ground, and a tiny chick hatched.
Then, right in front of the parent chickens, he proceeded to punch the little chick to death.
"……"
Lu Ze’s lips twitched.
Well then.
It seemed that even without him, this illusionary world wouldn’t be peaceful.
"It’s you? How did you break into my world?"
The remnant spirit noticed Lu Ze’s arrival and was visibly displeased.
"Because I am this world’s Heavenly Dao… If you agree to my earlier proposal, you too can become a ‘Heavenly Dao.’"
Lu Ze coaxed patiently.
"Hmph, mortal, do you think I’m so easily fooled?"
The remnant spirit snorted coldly.
"I only created this illusionary realm to avoid being devoured by karma… Why should I act as your so-called server?"
"What if I told you I could stir conflict among cultivators and help you resolve your karma?"
"Why should I believe you?"
The remnant spirit had good reason to doubt.
The world he was in now was the most basic version of Minecraft, not much different from its past incarnation.
Lu Ze’s modpack wasn’t included here.
Although the characters in this world had no cultivation, the monsters weren’t particularly strong either.
The remnant spirit refused to believe that cultivators would repeatedly die in such a world.
And even if death came easily, so what?
He found it even harder to believe that—aside from special existences like himself—any cultivator would spend all their time immersed in this illusionary realm.
Was it really that captivating?
If the benefits were minimal, why should he waste his effort to become the core of a formation spanning the entire cultivation world?
He wasn’t interested.
"Soon, you’ll believe me."
Lu Ze smiled.
He opened the control panel in front of the remnant spirit and inscribed a series of spell sigils.
"Now, you also have administrator privileges."
"Players will soon enter this illusionary world…"
"You can see for yourself whether what I’ve said is true."
The remnant spirit pondered for a moment before replying, "Hmph, fine. I’ll wait and see."
"Oh, right."
Lu Ze suddenly remembered something and asked curiously,
"Earlier, when you exited the illusion, why did you flicker a few times as I passed that purple-robed old geezer?"
"Daring to usurp the name of the Heavenly Dao? I had to teach him a lesson. For the next two months, his cultivation will only regress!"
"Brutal."
Lu Ze blinked, then added,
"That’s a bit harsh for a ‘lesson.’ Next time, maybe just make him feel like he’s constantly about to wet himself."
……
……
Lingxiao Sect, Danqing Peak.
"Brother Zhou, stop sulking! Junior Brother Lu sent me to deliver a gift for you!"
Zhong Yi looked at Zhou Yue’s solitary training figure and couldn’t hold back a chuckle.
"What gift?"
Zhou Yue didn’t even turn his head, clearly still in a huff.
Not long ago, Lu Ze sent over a batch of Illusory Realm Crystals.
Rumors claimed they had helped the Holy Son of the Heavenly Profound Gate overcome his inner demons, elevating his cultivation realm, which led to countless disciples scrambling to get their hands on them.
Zhou Yue was one of them.
But instead of confronting his inner demons, he nearly lost his composure entirely.
That very night, he yanked out the Illusory Realm Crystal and hurled it to the ground,
his roar of "Get out! Get out of my Illusory Tower!" echoing across the entire Danqing Peak.
"New Illusory Realm Crystals."
"No thanks!!"
Zhou Yue stiffened, the fiery spiritual energy around him flaring up three feet high—he nearly succumbed to qi deviation on the spot.
"Ah, Brother Zhou, don’t be so hasty. I asked around about this one. Junior Brother Lu said it doesn’t require spending spirit stones on draws, nor does it have any absurdly difficult challenges… It’s supposed to be a relaxing, leisurely illusion."
Zhong Yi tried to reassure him.
Truth be told, he hadn’t fared much better in Getting Over It.
After just two hours, he’d started smashing trees and rocks with his hammer in frustration.
Junior Brother Mu Yawen was even worse—obsessively smashing pots all over the place…
By that evening, every pot and hammer in the Forgegold Peak had been shattered by those body cultivators…
"......"
Zhou Yue hesitated for a moment.
Several days had passed since that damned sledgehammer had broken his spirit.
His anger had mostly cooled by now.
And thinking about Immortal Realm Domination and Legends of the Three Kingdoms, he felt a faint itch of curiosity.
"Fine, I’ll give it a try. By the way, what’s this new illusion called?"
"It’s called..."
"Minecraft."
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...
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.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down 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."
