As a regular visitor of Zhong Yi's group of four, Lu Ze naturally had all the livestream permissions enabled.
At this moment, quite a few onlookers from the sect had gathered in Zhou Qiaoling's world.
[Where is this? A village?]
[Wow, Old Demon Lu’s world is surprisingly well-built.]
[Given the previous illusion’s difficulty, these villagers are probably all demonic cultivators…]
[The villagers’ houses look way better than Senior Brother Zhong’s constructions.]
...
A few villagers chatting at the village entrance glanced at Zhou Qiaoling as she emerged from the ground, then went back to their conversation.
They didn’t seem hostile.
This put Zhou Qiaoling at ease.
"Wow!! Wheat fields… and they even raise livestock!"
Zhou Qiaoling’s eyes sparkled as she gazed at the farmland and pastures nearby.
She felt like she hadn’t just arrived at some village—she’d stumbled upon a treasure trove!
"Hey, neighbor! Neighbor?"
Zhou Qiaoling stepped forward, trying to greet them.
The villagers gave her a puzzled look before turning away to mind their own business.
"Oh, so they’re mute…"
Zhou Qiaoling mused, then suddenly grinned mischievously.
Without looking back, she dashed straight toward the farmland and pastures at the end of the path.
"Your wheat fell on the ground—mind if I harvest it for you?"
She cleared her throat and announced loudly.
No one responded.
"Since I’m cutting your wheat for you, taking one little chick as payment isn’t too much to ask, right??"
She raised her voice again.
A passing villager glanced at her before hurrying away.
"No answer means you agree~~"
Zhou Qiaoling cheerfully punched a small white chicken a few times.
The chick instantly turned into raw chicken meat.
Without hesitation, she stuffed it into her mouth.
The raw meat didn’t restore much hunger, and her health remained low.
Now, she set her sights on a nearby piglet.
"Gulp~"
Zhou Qiaoling swallowed hard as she eyed the pink little pig.
The cultivators in this world were still too new to gaming, unable to shake off their sense of shame just yet.
She opened the fence gate, walked in, and deliberately bumped into the piglet.
"Ouch!! Your pig just rammed into me—it nearly took my last bit of health! I’ll have to punish this wild beast now, no objections, right??"
Zhou Qiaoling put on another theatrical performance.
Still, no one answered.
"Ah, the neighbors here are all reasonable folks—silence means consent…"
With a clear conscience, she swung her blade, and pork was promptly added to her inventory.
The livestream chat couldn’t hold back anymore.
[Bullying mute villagers, are we?]
[Have some decency.]
[This feels… against our ancestors’ teachings…]
[Eh, it’s fine. These villagers have no intelligence—they’re just NPCs anyway.]
...
"Ugh, raw meat barely fills me up. I need to craft a furnace to cook it."
Just as Zhou Qiaoling was about to set up a furnace on the spot, she noticed a villager stepping out of a house across the path.
Her sharp eyes immediately spotted a furnace inside.
"Neighbor, we’re all friends here—mind if I borrow your furnace?~"
Zhou Qiaoling beamed and hurried into the house.
Upon entering, she was stunned to find not just a furnace but also a treasure chest.
As if possessed, she walked up to the chest and opened it.
Her eyes nearly popped out at the sight of a full set of iron gear and five iron ingots inside.
At this point, any sense of righteous morality or the Lingxiao Sect’s discipline flew out the window.
"I’m rich, I’m rich~~"
Zhou Qiaoling stuffed everything into her backpack—even breaking the chest itself to take it along.
The livestream chat completely lost it.
[Junior Sister Zhou, we’re a righteous sect!!]
[What kind of demonic behavior is this??]
[...But it’s kinda satisfying.]
[Did a demonic cultivator just raid the village??]
[You can’t just take everything for free!]
[If you borrow something, return it—that’s how you keep borrowing!]
...
"Hmm, fair point."
After reading the chat, Zhou Qiaoling pondered for a moment before rummaging through her backpack.
She then placed a single piece of cobblestone where the chest had been.
"Neighbor, your chest got hit by a petrification spell! I’ll undo it once I ascend to immortality!"
With a cheeky wave to the villager outside, she excitedly opened the team voice chat to announce her windfall to the other three.
"Senior Brother, Big Bro, get over here!! I found a village full of amazing loot!! I’m loaded now!!!"
Zhou Yue couldn’t help but ask, "Villagers? They’re not attacking you?"
"Nope! They’re super generous—they give me everything! My backpack’s literally full!"
Zhou Qiaoling replied without a hint of shame.
The chat erupted in disbelief.
[Generous?? Are you sure???]
[Redefining ‘generous’ over here.]
[Only Old Demon Lu’s illusions could corrupt our morals like this!]
[Villagers: Stay away from us!!]
[Came here thinking the villagers were demons—turns out we’re the demons.]
...
Reassured by Zhou Qiaoling’s answer, Zhou Yue finally stepped out from behind the bushes where he’d been hiding.
"So these are just villagers? And they’re friendly?"
Zhou Yue sighed in relief and swaggered into the open.
"Hey there, neighbor~~"
He waved at a nearby "villager" dressed in black robes.
"Take me to your village, will ya? My friend’s waiting for me there!"
The illusion world’s technical prowess was impressive.
Zhou Yue’s dopey grin was perfectly rendered on his pixelated character’s face.
The response? Two purple-tipped arrows.
"..."
His smile froze.
"What the—?? Aren’t villagers supposed to be allies???"
Zhou Yue panicked and quickly asked in the team chat:
"Little Sis, are the villagers’ faces black?"
"Of course not! What, you think they look like you?"
"???"
Zhou Yue tried to fight back, but his opponents were armed with enchanted crossbows!
Even the arrows hitting him carried a poison effect!
His movements slowed to a crawl.
The ones at the back were holding talismans, faint traces of basic formations flickering around them.
Zhou Yue’s lips twitched violently:
"This illusion is rigged!!!"
[“Unbreakable Resolve” was slain by demonic guards!]
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
. 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!"
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."
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.
