As soon as the version update announcement was posted, the forum exploded with reactions.
[What the hell? The entire cultivation world can now enter the illusion realm??]
[Lu the Demon, are you even listening to yourself?]
[A divine sense array covering the entire cultivation world? Even the sect leader wouldn’t dare claim he could pull that off!]
[Not long ago, I saw Lu the Demon and his master going in and out of Tianxuan Mountain every day, causing earthquakes that nearly blew the whole mountain apart… Could this be related?]
[Hahaha, if this is true, then I won’t have to sneak into Lingxiao Sect to use the illusion realm tomorrow!]
[What’s this “mod editor” thing? Is it like the map editor in Immortal Realm Domination?]
[Am I the only one excited about the graphics optimization?]
[Where’s even room for optimization in this illusion realm…]
[Lu the Demon is streaming tomorrow? Anyone wanna team up and wreak havoc in his world?]
[Do you even know how Lu the Demon got his nickname… If you dare enter, you might end up as a villager in Zhong Yi’s hands.]
……
……
The next morning, at mao hour (5-7 AM).
Lu Ze started his livestream as promised.
As soon as it went live, cultivators began trickling in.
[The illusion crystal updated for half a day—what exactly changed?]
[Hahaha, I’m tearing up! I can actually enter the illusion realm from the Wuji Sword Sect!! Am I dreaming?]
[No way, it really covers the entire cultivation world now?]
[Lu the Demon, you liar! Where’s the graphics optimization you promised?]
……
Just as Lu Ze was about to demonstrate, a familiar ID entered his world.
He immediately opened the command console, typed a string of text, and Zhong Yi’s character instantly appeared before him.
“What the—Junior Brother Lu? Why are you flying in the sky?”
Zhong Yi stared in shock at Lu Ze, who was standing on a flying sword high above.
“Sword flight—pretty normal, right? Oh, wait, your cultivation’s too low for that now.”
Lu Ze grinned.
Technically, sword flight wasn’t restricted to the Golden Core stage.
Once you reached the End and defeated the enhanced Ender Dragon, you’d receive a flight module.
Combining it with a weapon would let you soar through the skies, replacing the Elytra from his past life.
The chat erupted.
[An inner disciple just called a core disciple’s cultivation too low.]
[The world’s turned upside down!]
[Core Disciple Zhong Yi is grinding his teeth—his real-world power means nothing here. The agony!]
[Bro, you should be a storyteller.]
……
“You mentioned in the announcement that the graphics would be updated… but I don’t see any difference here?”
Zhong Yi brushed off the teasing and instead studied their surroundings curiously.
Everything looked exactly the same—still a blocky, pixelated world.
Lu Ze nodded. “Oh, that? It’s definitely there.”
“But the charm of this world lies in its blocky nature… Without it, the endless transformations wouldn’t be possible, right?”
Zhong Yi was puzzled.
To him, Minecraft’s graphics weren’t an issue.
The blocky aesthetic was the soul of this illusion realm.
Sacrificing its transformative logic for better graphics would be missing the point entirely.
“Don’t worry about that.”
With a flick of his finger, Lu Ze pulled up the system menu.
He toggled on both High-Resolution Textures and Ray Tracing, then checked the Shared World option in his server settings.
This meant every player in his world would now share his texture pack and ray-tracing effects.
Enabling these options placed a massive spiritual energy burden on the server host—the cost multiplied with each additional player.
But Lu Ze didn’t care.
He’d already struck a deal with the Fragment of Heavenly Dao: he didn’t have to pay “server fees.”
The moment he enabled all three options—
The entire illusion realm began transforming!
Every block’s texture sharpened, its details becoming hyper-realistic.
Water shimmered with ripples, waves cresting visibly.
Grass on the ground swayed in the breeze, no longer just clumps of pixels.
Sunlight dappled the world, casting dynamic shadows.
It looked like an entirely different place!
“Holy shit, this is insane!”
Zhong Yi was speechless, settling for a thumbs-up.
“These two features are High-Resolution Textures and Ray Tracing. They’ll continuously drain your spiritual energy… but here’s a friendly warning.”
Lu Ze smirked at the floating chat messages.
“Feel free to use High-Resolution Textures, but Ray Tracing… uh, use it at your own risk.”
The chat immediately mocked him.
[Hahaha, a blocky world worrying about our spiritual energy reserves?]
[It’s just prettier blocks—how much energy could that possibly cost?]
[Lu the Demon’s only at Foundation Establishment, yet he’s worried we can’t handle his illusion realm?]
[Who’s he trying to scare? Turning it on right now!]
[Honestly, with graphics like this, I’d love to try it…]
[Agreed. The old art style was hard to stomach.]
……
“Hah! Junior Brother Lu, what kind of nonsense is that? I’m at Nascent Soul—a little spiritual energy drain won’t hurt me. Consider it training under pressure!”
Zhong Yi puffed out his chest dismissively.
“Alright, alright. Then Senior Brother Zhong should definitely enjoy it to the fullest.”
Lu Ze chuckled.
“Since you’re here, wanna see my base?”
Zhong Yi’s eyes lit up. “Hell yes!”
Lu Ze tossed out a red-and-white sphere—something Zhong Yi had never seen before.
The moment it hit the ground, a massive silver dragon, towering like a small mountain, materialized before them.
With the texture pack and ray tracing enabled, its scales gleamed with an almost ethereal brilliance.
“No way… Is this something you unlock at higher realms?”
Zhong Yi climbed onto the dragon’s back, awestruck.
For the first time, he regretted not focusing on cultivation.
Riding a silver dragon in this illusion realm felt more rewarding than anything in the real world.
“Nah, this isn’t tied to cultivation.”
Lu Ze shrugged.
“It’s from the mod editor—specifically, the Spirit Beast Collection mod, plus some standalone boss creatures.”
“Mod editor? What’s that?”
Zhong Yi’s curiosity was piqued.
“Basically, it lets you create whatever you want—new creatures, spells, or techniques.”
“Like this.”
With a quick edit, a golden sigil-covered disc appeared behind Lu Ze.
Three enormous golden arms materialized behind him.
"Whoa... that's my move!"
Zhong Yi immediately recognized it as the technique he had used during his last spar with Zhou Yue.
"Mm, but I only temporarily replicated the form—it doesn’t actually function,"
Lu Ze shrugged, and the golden arms behind him mimicked the gesture.
"Impressive, Junior Brother Lu!"
Zhong Yi exclaimed sincerely.
"Then why don’t you incorporate these skills into the illusion realm?"
Curious, he pointed at the golden arms behind Lu Ze, then at the silver dragon beneath them.
Zhong Yi could clearly sense that the survival mode’s world operated on a much lower dimensional plane—
likely capped at the Golden Core stage.
"Because if I define too much, it becomes the designer’s world, not 'my world,'"
Lu Ze explained with a smile.
"So in the future, can we design our own techniques and bring them into the illusion realm?"
Zhong Yi’s excitement was palpable.
"Of course,"
Lu Ze nodded.
"Not just techniques or spells, but items... even entire worlds limited only by your imagination can be created here."
The moment these words were spoken, not only Zhong Yi but the entire barrage of comments erupted.
[Wait, this actually sounds promising?]
[With blocks, you could literally craft anything!]
[These are just surface features—with this editor, you can genuinely make anything.]
[No wonder it’s called 'My World'... you can really create a universe!]
...
Watching Zhong Yi and the frenzied comments, Lu Ze chuckled softly.
He didn’t mention that developing mods wasn’t exactly easy—
especially skill mods and formation mods.
Without the right knowledge or ability, it’d be a struggle.
But the fact that higher cultivation and deeper expertise led to better mods? That might just lure in elite cultivators.
Zhong Yi’s eyes burned with fervor as he suddenly asked:
"By the way, Junior Brother Lu... could you explain redstone to me?"
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