The base of the Yellow Team.
"It's a hit!"
Feeling the tug on his fishing rod, Zhong Yi excitedly reeled it in.
A grilled fish appeared in his inventory.
Before him was a small depression made of wool blocks, filled with water from a bucket to create a makeshift pond.
By casting a fishing rod near the water block, there was a chance to hook random items.
The grilled fish had no special effects, and since it was useless to "Bai Mu," Zhong Yi stuffed it into his mouth.
To his surprise, an unexpectedly delicious flavor burst across his tongue.
"Wow, this is amazing!"
Zhong Yi praised with delight.
The live chat erupted in amusement.
[?]
[The big shots are fighting tooth and nail at the center island, and you're here eating grilled fish?]
[Didn't you say you'd rather jump off than fish?]
[The classic "it's actually good" moment!]
……
Zhong Yi's face flushed. "W-what do you mean fishing? I'm just getting Bai Mu an enchanted bow…"
After "Bai Mu" left, Zhong Yi began setting up defenses around their bed.
Blast-proof glass and wooden planks were stacked around it, forming an impenetrable fortress.
Then, he kept a vigilant watch on nearby teams to prevent sneak attacks.
But everyone seemed to be playing honorably—no one tried to destroy their bed.
Boredom crept in as he waited, so he sat down and started fishing.
[“Bai Mu” has slain “Nine Swords Taoist”!]
Seeing the notification pop up yet again, Zhong Yi chuckled.
"Tsk tsk, who knew Elder Li was so weak? Getting one-shot by Bai Mu over and over…"
Mid-sentence, he noticed something approaching in his peripheral vision.
Looking up, he saw the Red Team advancing.
The live chat panicked.
[The Red Team is from the Limitless Sword Sect—Elder Li must be furious after getting killed so many times!]
[Go call Bai Mu!]
[Brother Zhong, run! You’re no match for him!]
……
Reading the frantic messages, Zhong Yi solemnly shook his head.
"Bai Mu is fighting for spirit stones at the center island—this is a critical moment. How can I distract him?"
"One-on-one, I have home-field advantage. Why should I flee?"
"The Red Team’s goal is to destroy our bed. All I need to do is stall and prevent that."
"If I can’t even manage that, what good am I?"
Taking a deep breath, Zhong Yi bought a set of iron armor and a sword from the shop and stood before their bed.
He could accept his current weakness, but he would never abandon his warrior’s spirit.
He swung his iron sword methodically, warming up while mentally simulating possible battle scenarios.
Soon, the Red Team’s bridge reached the Yellow Team’s base.
A familiar face, Gu Lingfei, hovered in the air and smirked at Zhong Yi.
"Brother Zhong, just run. Master only ordered me to destroy the bed, not kill you."
"If you want the bed, you’ll have to step over my corpse!"
Zhong Yi pointed his sword at Gu Lingfei, eyes blazing with fighting spirit.
"Actually… I can hold my own in a fight!"
……
[“SwordSwordSword” has destroyed the Yellow Team’s bed!]
[“SwordSwordSword” has slain “Genius Cultivator”!]
……
Now a ghostly spectator, Zhong Yi watched through "Bai Mu’s" perspective.
With their bed gone, he could no longer respawn.
"Brother Bai, I’ve failed you…"
He clenched his fists in self-disgust.
"No matter."
"Bai Mu" replied, utterly unfazed.
"Since you’re dead, just watch quietly… and don’t speak."
Zhong Yi observed "Bai Mu’s" view.
At that moment, "Bai Mu" was cornered by Li Moran and Zhou Yue…
……
……
Lu Ze stared at the two familiar figures—one in black, one in white.
This time, he didn’t run. He stood his ground.
By now, the spirit stone resources had been depleted.
Eighty percent of them were in his inventory.
With no more stones to worry about, Lu Ze decided it was time to farm some demonic reputation points.
"Junior Sister Li, step back. I’ll go first!"
Zhou Yue’s eyes burned with fervor.
The Yellow Team’s bed was destroyed, meaning only one person could land the killing blow on "Bai Mu."
Li Moran’s strength rivaled his own, and Zhou Yue feared she might finish "Bai Mu" off before he even got a chance to fight.
"…Very well."
Li Moran paused briefly before sheathing her sword and stepping back.
She knew Lu Ze’s skill level well.
There was no way he’d lose to Zhou Yue.
"Heh… Bai Mu!"
Zhou Yue brandished his iron sword, battle intent surging.
"Come! Let’s fight!"
They stood on a wool bridge suspended in midair—a haphazard path constructed during the earlier chase.
As the saying goes, when two meet on a narrow path, the brave one wins.
In an aerial duel, the real danger wasn’t sword strikes but the knockback that could send one plummeting to their death.
Zhou Yue tensed, scrutinizing "Bai Mu’s" every move.
Suddenly, "Bai Mu" lunged!
"Hah! Not running anymore? Bring it on!"
Zhou Yue roared, charging forward and leaping into the air!
Just as he swung his sword,
"Bai Mu" twisted sideways as if anticipating the strike.
His figure blurred like a ghost, narrowly evading the blade.
"Oh no!"
Zhou Yue’s heart sank.
His mind raced through countless countermeasures—how to dodge, how to mitigate knockback, how to recover if flung off…
But what he never expected was
Lu Ze suddenly pulling out a pair of scissors from his pants.
"Scissors?!"
Zhou Yue froze.
In that instant, he had imagined every possible attack.
But never scissors.
Scissors dealt negligible damage and had weak knockback.
Their only real use was shearing wool.
Wait a second…
A horrifying realization dawned on Zhou Yue.
He looked at "Bai Mu" in terror, only to see a sly grin curling on the other’s lips.
The next moment,
Snip.
The wool beneath Zhou Yue’s feet vanished.
"FIGHT ME PROPERLY, YOU BASTARD!!!"
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.
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
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."
