Thunderpeak Mountain, Qingyun Pavilion.
"Master, I'm truly fine... If you don't believe me, use your divine sense to inspect my body!"
Zhong Yi patted his chest, his expression utterly sincere.
"Tch. Stubborn pride."
Zhao Wendao smirked without warmth.
Didn’t he know his disciple’s nature all too well?
A mighty Nascent Soul cultivator collapsing from exhaustion in an illusionary realm—even if something was wrong, he’d still insist he was perfectly fine.
"It’s true!! Not only am I fine... I even feel like my spiritual energy is more abundant than before!!"
Zhong Yi scratched his head anxiously, nearly rolling up his sleeves to flex his muscles for Zhao Wendao.
"Right, right. I believe you."
Zhao Wendao scoffed.
This only confirmed his earlier suspicions.
"Junior Brother Lu also explained that the earlier issue was due to the 'Ray Tracing' spell covering the entire world, consuming too much spiritual energy... But now it’s been adjusted, so it won’t happen again."
Zhong Yi spoke earnestly, pleading on Lu Ze’s behalf.
Not long ago, "My World" had issued an announcement:
The [High-Resolution Texture Pack] feature was now restricted to those below Foundation Establishment.
The [Ray Tracing] feature was now restricted to those below Nascent Soul.
Moreover, the features would automatically deactivate once spiritual energy consumption reached a certain threshold.
Effectively preventing any recurrence of the previous incident.
"Is that illusionary realm really that captivating?"
Zhao Wendao eyed Zhong Yi skeptically.
To praise it so fervently after being drained unconscious—wasn’t that a bit excessive?
Lately, he’d been engrossed in "Three Kingdoms Kill" with the elders, so he knew little about "My World."
"Captivating? That’s not the word!"
Zhong Yi straightened, his tone solemn.
"I was gaining knowledge in that realm! Master, do you know? 'My World' isn’t just about creation—you can even develop spells there! It’s incredibly beneficial for cultivation!"
Of course, this was all exaggeration.
He was still obsessed with redstone circuits and automation, barely scratching the surface of mods.
"Truly so profound?"
Seeing Zhong Yi’s dead-serious expression, Zhao Wendao wavered.
"Absolutely!"
"Fine. Then this master will give it a try... Just to see if there’s anything unusual about this illusionary realm."
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Swordpeak Mountain, Bingyi Pavilion.
"Senior Sister Li, don’t be disheartened... You’ve already set Lingxiao Sect’s record for fastest Nascent Soul breakthrough! With your talent, reaching the next realm is only a matter of time!"
Zhou Qiaoling, who rarely comforted others, spoke up—mainly because Swordpeak’s exclusive spirit fruits were irresistibly delicious.
"I’m not disheartened... And slow down."
Watching Zhou Qiaoling devour the fruits, Li Moran couldn’t help but smile faintly.
Lately, she’d been secluded in Juexiang Cliff, attempting to break through.
Alas, she’d fallen just short at the final hurdle.
"By the way, Senior Sister Li, why not join us in the illusionary realm to relax? Otherwise, you’ll go into seclusion again, and I won’t get to enjoy these fruits for ages."
Wiping her mouth, Zhou Qiaoling made the suggestion.
"Illusionary realm? Junior Brother Lu’s creation?"
A flicker of interest passed through Li Moran’s frosty eyes.
"Oh? Don’t tell me you’ve tried it? I thought you wouldn’t care for such things..."
Zhou Qiaoling’s eyes widened in shock.
In her memory, this senior sister cared for nothing but cultivation and the sword.
"I’ve heard a little."
Li Moran nodded slightly.
"Then come with us! Senior Brother Zhong is obsessed with studying villagers, and we’ve been stuck on a Golden Core demon king for ages..."
Zhou Qiaoling eagerly began describing the wonders of "My World."
"Mods? Spells? Custom creations?"
Among the features Zhou Qiaoling listed, Li Moran was particularly intrigued by the modding function.
There was something inexplicably profound about Lu Ze’s illusionary realm.
"Exactly! Yesterday, that old fiend Lu mentioned you could develop personalized spells through mods... Sounded fascinating!"
Zhou Qiaoling nodded vigorously.
"Old fiend Lu?"
Hearing Zhou Qiaoling’s nickname for Lu Ze, the corners of Li Moran’s lips curled into a faint, almost imperceptible smile.
It was oddly fitting.
"Very well. I’ll accompany you for a while."
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Thunderpeak Mountain, summit.
"Marvelous, simply marvelous..."
Zhao Wendao stroked his white beard, murmuring in admiration.
After a day studying "My World’s" modding feature, he’d discovered its underlying principles were indeed profound.
They shared similarities with cultivation spells, yet diverged in key aspects.
But those differences followed their own flawless logic—self-contained and coherent.
For someone devoted to spellcraft, this was nothing short of revelatory.
"Rule-setting... Operational pathways... Manifestation effects..."
Tugging his beard, Zhao Wendao pondered the essentials of modding.
He wanted to integrate his thunder techniques.
Yet certain nuances kept the mod from functioning smoothly.
"Fascinating!"
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Three days passed swiftly.
Ding Mingcang arrived early at Lingxiao Peak’s forbidden grounds, kneeling on one knee before the entrance.
"Elder Ding Mingcang of Linxian Peak requests the Sect Master’s decree!"
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.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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."
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
