On the third day, at the crack of dawn.
Beneath the half-destroyed wooden hut, cracks began to spread across a patch of dirt.
With a thud, the dirt was broken open, and Zhong Yi’s head emerged from the ground, looking disheveled.
"It’s daylight! Come out and clear the mobs!"
Zhong Yi called out, and instantly, three more dirt blocks vanished from the ground.
Following the same routine as the day before, they gained some experience and successfully leveled up to 2.
There wasn’t any noticeable increase in physical strength—the only visible change was the growth of the blue bar labeled [Spiritual Energy] below.
When Lu Ze designed the cultivation system, to avoid power imbalance and prevent players from becoming overly fixated on leveling and cultivation, he made the leveling system a more auxiliary feature.
Leveling up only affected the growth of the blue bar, [Spiritual Energy].
The [Spiritual Energy] value was tied to later functions like skills and formations.
However, when advancing in cultivation realms—such as from Early Qi Refining to Mid Qi Refining—there would be a slight increase in attributes.
In this modpack, the highest attainable realm was [Golden Core].
After all, this was a setting where spiritual energy was dwindling.
Players couldn’t rely solely on stats to wreak havoc.
The focus was on encouraging exploration.
"Spiritual Energy? Feels like there’s still a lot for us to figure out…"
Zhong Yi muttered to himself, stroking his chin.
After three days of playing, Minecraft had given him an unprecedented sense of novelty.
Even though there were no clear objectives, he felt like everything was waiting to be explored.
"Today’s tasks are the same as yesterday’s…"
As soon as he said this, all three of them turned to look at Zhou Yue.
"W-why are you looking at me?"
Zhou Yue’s face flushed red.
Why were the tasks the same as yesterday?
Well… it kinda was his fault…
"But let’s switch things up a bit."
Zhong Yi cleared his throat.
"Zhou Qiaoling and I will handle mining. Junior Brother Mu and Old Zhou can chop wood and build the house. How’s that?"
"But when I chop trees, they catch fire…"
"Just take out your Fire Spirit Root and put it in your backpack."
After some discussion, they settled on the plan.
The day before, Mu Yawen had found a mineshaft where they dug up several chunks of crude iron.
According to the crafting recipes Zhong Yi had researched, these could be smelted into iron ingots to make weapons and armor—exactly what they needed right now.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t stand a chance against the monsters at night.
Mu Yawen also mentioned seeing green and blue ores in the mineshaft—new and intriguing stuff.
Considering Mu Yawen’s lack of adaptability and Zhou Yue’s unreliable luck, Zhong Yi decided he and Zhou Qiaoling should be the ones to mine. They might make some interesting discoveries.
As for chopping wood and building, anyone could do that.
It was actually a good fit for Zhou Yue and Mu Yawen.
The four of them quickly agreed and got to work.
……
……
Whether mining or chopping wood, it was tedious work.
Fortunately, they kept chatting in voice chat, and since they were still new to this world, everything felt fresh and exciting. Their motivation was high.
"AHHH!!!"
A sudden scream from Zhou Qiaoling echoed through the voice channel.
"What’s wrong, sis?"
Zhou Yue asked.
"I forgot the way back…"
Staring at the branching tunnels of the mineshaft, Zhou Qiaoling was completely lost.
She had been so engrossed in mining, digging left and right, that she’d completely lost track of the path.
"Easy fix. We’ll send you our coordinates—just follow them to find us."
With that, Zhou Yue checked his coordinates and sent them over.
But before long, another mishap struck Zhou Qiaoling.
"OH NO!!! I forgot to place torches—the mineshaft is full of zombies now!"
Tearfully, she blocked off the tunnel.
Now she was even more lost.
Though Zhong Yi had explained how to read coordinates, the concept was still a bit too modern for someone from ancient times.
Zhou Qiaoling wandered further and further away from the group…
"Ugh, my hunger bar’s empty… AND MY PICKAXE JUST BROKE!!!"
Zhou Qiaoling was on the verge of tears.
"Just respawn if you have to."
Zhong Yi suggested.
"No way!!! I dug up so much crude iron, plus diamonds and spirit stones!!"
Zhou Qiaoling immediately refused.
"Diamonds" were what they called the original game’s diamond ore.
After some experimentation in the mineshaft, Zhong Yi had deduced that certain ores required higher-tier pickaxes—stone for crude iron, iron for tougher ores.
So, with their limited iron, they’d crafted two iron pickaxes.
Zhou Qiaoling, wielding one, had struck quite a haul.
"Wow, Zhou Qiaoling, you’ve been hoarding all this?"
Zhou Yue’s eyes widened.
They’d been chatting all day, and Zhou Qiaoling had barely said a word.
Turns out his money-grubbing sister had been quietly raking in the riches!
"No way, I’m not dying… Ugh, I’m losing health from hunger now!!"
Zhou Qiaoling hastily pulled out the last carrot from her backpack and stuffed it into her mouth.
Her hunger bar inched up slightly, but it wouldn’t last.
She quickly crafted a crafting table with some planks, then made a stone pickaxe.
At this point, she didn’t care about the right direction—she just dug forward, desperate to get out and find food.
"Fine, send me your coordinates. I’ll bring you some food."
Zhou Yue sighed, grabbing some cooked chicken before heading out.
……
……
This was the group’s third night in Minecraft.
Zhong Yi and Mu Yawen finally had a proper house to live in.
They secretly credited this to Zhou Yue moving out on his own.
Zhong Yi was impressed—Mu Yawen had a knack for architecture, and the house he built was quite elegant.
Still too scared to fight zombies at night, they decided not to waste time and started mining underground instead.
Zhou Yue, on his way to find Zhou Qiaoling, resorted to the "dig three, fill one" method to wait out the night.
Meanwhile, Zhou Qiaoling kept digging forward, searching for an exit.
……
Soon, the fourth day arrived.
"Old Zhou, where are you? Why’d you go quiet?"
Zhong Yi asked curiously.
"Shh…"
Zhou Yue whispered.
"I found a weird creature. Hiding from it…"
Zhong Yi sighed. "Dude, why whisper? The mobs can’t hear you…"
"Uh… got too immersed."
Zhou Yue scratched his head, embarrassed.
"Strange… this thing’s dressed in black, looks human, and isn’t afraid of sunlight? Doesn’t seem like a monster at all…"
Zhou Yue cautiously peeked out, but when the figure started turning, he immediately ducked back behind the tree.
After suffering so much in Lu Ze’s illusionary realm, he couldn’t afford to be careless.
Meanwhile.
Elsewhere.
Zhou Qiaoling broke through the last dirt block, and blinding sunlight poured in.
"HAHAHA!!! I MADE IT OUT ALIVE!!!"
She burst into laughter, leaping out of the tunnel.
Lush green trees, dappled sunlight.
Without realizing it, she had traveled from the hills to the plains.
"Food, food... I'm starving to death..."
Zhou Qiaoling muttered as she walked, her eyes scanning the surroundings for any sign of small animals like chickens or pigs.
Just as she turned her head, she suddenly spotted what looked like a village in the distance.
"Huh? People?"
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.
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
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."
