"The Bed Wars" proved to be an astonishingly efficient method for accumulating demonic path value.
This was largely due to the inherent appeal of competitive gaming.
With the ability to respawn, players were destined to throw themselves into battle relentlessly in pursuit of victory.
A single match with 16 players could easily yield a hundred or more deaths.
As players perished in waves, an endless stream of demonic path value flowed into Lu Ze's system.
After the system's sevenfold multiplier was applied, Lu Ze amassed enough demonic path value to advance to the mid-stage Golden Core realm.
This time, he made no attempt to conceal his breakthrough, openly releasing the aura of his ascent.
Though it didn’t summon celestial phenomena, the sheer intensity of his aura startled the elders of the various peaks.
Lu Ze had previously masked his cultivation at the mid-stage Foundation Establishment level.
His sudden leap to mid-stage Golden Core left the sect’s higher-ups utterly stunned.
However, considering Lu Ze’s connection to the remnant will of the Heavenly Dao, Zhao Wendao didn’t dwell on it too much.
If someone could commune with the Heavenly Dao, what grand opportunity was beyond their reach?
In the end, Lu Ze’s simple explanation—"enlightenment through illusion"—was enough for Zhao Wendao to accept.
Rumors spread like wildfire among the peaks: the Blazing Flame Peak had produced yet another monstrously talented true disciple…
Beyond his rapid advancement, which made him the talk of the Lingxiao Sect,
another topic lingered in the minds of the disciples.
Even cultivators outside the sect took keen interest.
The burning question was—
Was "White Veil" actually Lu Ze?
After all, the day when 14 true disciples and elders were ruthlessly crushed by "White Veil" had been nothing short of absurd.
Especially given "White Veil’s" shameless tactics—
which bore an uncanny resemblance to Lu Ze’s methods when he dominated other true disciples in "Immortal Realm Domination" half a year prior…
For a time, the infamy of these two devious schemers spread far and wide.
Fortunately, resolving this speculation was simple.
Lu Ze saw value in maintaining his alternate identity.
It allowed him to operate freely, and other players were eager to challenge "White Veil."
Thus, he had no intention of revealing the truth.
He made a point of appearing in public, sharing tea and discussing the Dao with Zhong Yi, Zhou Yue, and others.
Of course, the "Dao" they discussed now revolved around the intricacies of illusionary games.
Everyone hoped to glean some tricks from Lu Ze.
Seizing the opportunity, Lu Ze had his digital soul—Li Moran’s, to be precise—take control of his alternate account to participate in "Bed Wars."
Though slightly weaker than his main body, after Lu Ze’s adjustments, it was more than enough to dominate the competition.
Gradually, suspicions about "White Veil’s" true identity shifted away from Lu Ze.
More and more began to speculate—
that this enigmatic figure was a hidden powerhouse who had withdrawn from the world…
In the main server world of "Minecraft"...
"Well? Convinced now?"
As promised, Lu Ze returned to the illusionary realm of the Heavenly Dao’s remnant will after 30 days.
"Based on current projections… it still won’t be possible within a century."
The remnant will calculated before responding.
"You’re ignoring the growth rate!"
Lu Ze scoffed.
The illusionary games were only just gaining momentum.
The player base was still expanding rapidly.
"Even if more cultivators join 'Bed Wars,' how can you guarantee they’ll remain addicted?"
The remnant will remained skeptical.
"Who said 'Bed Wars' is the only illusion where they’ll slaughter each other…"
Lu Ze couldn’t help but laugh, feeling somewhat underestimated.
"There are others?"
The remnant will paused in surprise.
"Many more."
Lu Ze nodded.
"Bed Wars" was merely the appetizer in the competitive gaming sphere—
perfect for igniting the competitive spirit among cultivators.
Once MOBAs, battle royales, and tomb-raiding modes were introduced, true addiction would take hold!
After hearing Lu Ze’s descriptions of these game modes, the remnant will was momentarily speechless.
Two teams clashing in a canyon, fighting to destroy each other’s sect stronghold?
A hundred players scattered across a continent, scavenging for gear and techniques, with only one squad surviving?
What genius concepts!
Despite stripping cultivators of their external power, these rules could ensnare them, even driving them to grow stronger within the illusions!
"And that’s just competitive games…"
Lu Ze smirked.
Role-playing, horror games, large-scale warfare simulations…
Each genre sparked a restless excitement in the remnant will.
Especially when Lu Ze suggested it could play the role of "ghost" in horror games.
The idea alone sounded thrilling.
"Very well. I’ll give it a try."
After brief consideration, the remnant will agreed.
Seeing it relent, Lu Ze finally exhaled in relief.
Two months of effort, and he’d finally secured the Heavenly Dao server!
With the server matter settled, Lu Ze returned to the Jade Pavilion in high spirits.
Just then, a message arrived from Nangong Yuan.
"A secret realm? Golden Core stage? Western borders of the Great Zhou?"
After listening to the message, Lu Ze dismissed it with a shrug.
A realm accessible only to those below Nascent Soul?
For an average Golden Core cultivator, it might be a rare opportunity.
But for Lu Ze?
The rewards likely paled in comparison to farming demonic path value in the sect.
Even the random drops from Li Moran and Zhong Yi might outclass anything the secret realm offered.
As he prepared to decline, the system suddenly issued a prompt:
[Remnants of the Demonic Path have discovered a Heavenly Dao secret realm in the western borders of the Great Zhou, intending to ambush Righteous Path cultivators.]
[Quest: Assist the Demonic Path remnants in eliminating Righteous Path cultivators within the illusionary realm and seize its treasure!]
[Reward: One random high-tier pill.]
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."
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?!”
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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.
