The "Immortals' Brawl" event had become an obsession for Righteous Path Cultivators. What began as simple card games and life-or-death wagers had devolved into bizarre showdowns of cheating tricks—everyone was a swindler now.
But by the second and third day, the atmosphere grew increasingly twisted and sinister...
A newly initiated Righteous Path Cultivator sat at the table, eyeing everyone as if they were demonic cultivators in disguise.
Among the sects, voices rose calling for "long-term activities of this nature in other illusionary realms."
Naturally, Lu Ze paid them no mind.
Without rules, there is no order.
Occasional events for fun were fine, but if it turned into an all-out cheat-fest, the game would be doomed.
"Hmm, maybe I should open a dedicated server for cheaters?"
Lu Ze muttered to himself before exiting the main space of "The Scoundrel's Teahouse."
Not long after he left, Zhong Yi came knocking.
"Junior Brother Lu, care for another spar?"
Zhong Yi chuckled mysteriously, as if he had some devious trick up his sleeve.
"Not now, I have things to attend to later," Lu Ze declined, then asked curiously,
"By the way, why haven’t we seen Senior Brother Mu these days?"
Usually, Zhong Yi, Zhou Yue, Zhou Qiaoling, and Mu Yawen formed a quartet for illusionary realm games.
But Mu Yawen had been absent lately, forcing Zhong Yi to drag Lu Ze in as a substitute.
"Senior Brother Mu... Ah."
Zhong Yi sighed and explained the reason.
After Lu Ze’s encounter with demonic ambushes in the illusionary realm, major sects had intensified their crackdowns on demonic forces.
Mu Yawen was among the first batch of Lingxiao Sect members assigned to suppress demonic cultivators.
Not long ago, they arrived at a village rumored to harbor demonic practitioners.
Mu Yawen, being honest and straightforward by nature, was utterly fooled by the demons. After a full day of investigation, he concluded the entire village was full of good-hearted folks.
Yet within days, other cultivators uncovered a group of demonic practitioners disguised as villagers.
Mu Yawen was devastated—not only had he been played for a fool, but his oversight nearly cost innocent villagers their lives at the hands of the demons.
Since returning to the sect, Mu Yawen had been in seclusion, too ashamed to even indulge in his favorite illusionary games.
Hearing this, Zhong Yi’s enthusiasm for "The Scoundrel's Teahouse" also waned.
"Ah, Junior Brother Lu, you’re sharp-witted. Any ideas on how to train Senior Brother Mu to see through lies?"
Zhong Yi suddenly proposed.
"Well..."
Lu Ze’s eyebrows lifted.
He actually had the perfect game in mind for this situation—
"Werewolf."
A tabletop game from his past life, beloved for its logic, debate, and deception-detecting mechanics.
But he kept it to himself.
"Nothing comes to mind."
Lu Ze shook his head.
Games like Werewolf were fun, but the elimination process was too slow.
If all 12 players were like Zhong Yi, a single round of discussion could stretch past half an hour...
"Ah, what a shame."
Disappointed, Zhong Yi turned to leave.
Just then, the system’s voice echoed in Lu Ze’s ears:
[Host’s growing strength has earned the admiration of countless Righteous Path Cultivators. As the Demon Saint, the host should seize this opportunity to expand demonic influence and convert some righteous cultivators!]
[Mission: Within seven days, make at least 100 Righteous Path Cultivators actively yearn for a demonic identity.]
[Reward: Random spell (category selectable)]
"Wait!"
The moment the system spoke, Lu Ze called out to Zhong Yi.
"I think I just had an idea..."
Zhong Yi: "???"
……
……
Make righteous cultivators yearn for a demonic identity?
Wasn’t this practically forcing him to develop "Werewolf"?
Sure, some players hated being the wolf, but plenty of others played solely for the thrill of deception!
Once "Werewolf" launched, the system’s mission would be a breeze.
But Lu Ze wasn’t planning to recreate the original "Werewolf."
As he’d previously considered, the classic version’s heavy emphasis on logic and deduction made demonic-value farming inefficient.
More importantly, logic-heavy games like "Werewolf" had niche appeal, limiting player growth.
Still, "Werewolf" wasn’t the only game of its kind.
His past life had 3D variants like "Fear Surrounds," folk-horror adaptations like "Ominous Night: Return of the Dead," and 2D versions like "Among Us" and "Goose Goose Duck"—all excellent alternatives.
To maximize accessibility, Lu Ze opted for a more casual approach, making "Among Us" and "Goose Goose Duck" better templates.
More roles meant more variables and faster-paced gameplay.
With the direction set, Lu Ze got to work.
First, factions:
Three in total—
Righteous, Demonic, and Monstrous.
The Righteous faction included skill-less civilians and special roles with unique treasures.
The Demonic faction had assassins with varied abilities.
The Monstrous faction was the wildcard, playing lone wolves for victory.
The map was straightforward—localized adaptations of his past life’s designs.
Small-scale illusionary realms like this were Lu Ze’s forte.
In just three days, it was ready.
After completion, Lu Ze sent a message to Zhong Yi via voice-transmitting jade slip and posted an announcement:
[New Illusionary Realm "Demonic Kill" Now Live!]
[Struggling against demonic deception? Can’t see through lies?]
[Play "Demonic Kill" and hone your insight!]
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Tempering Gold Peak, Forge Valley.
"Senior Brother Zhong, are you sure this illusionary realm can help me see through demonic tricks?"
Crushed training stones littered the ground around Mu Yawen.
At Zhong Yi’s news, the dullness in his eyes flickered with renewed hope.
These days, the memory of being fooled by demons haunted him, filling him with guilt.
Even his master worried this might breed inner demons.
"Don’t you trust Junior Brother Lu’s ideas? He’s full of clever schemes—this’ll help!"
Seeing Mu Yawen’s spirits lift, Zhong Yi coaxed him further.
"Alright, let’s give it a try."
Mu Yawen grinned.
The two quickly updated their illusionary crystals and entered the realm.
""Demonic Kill"? Shouldn’t it be "Kill the Demons"?"
Zhong Yi muttered.
Inside, he created a room and invited Mu Yawen.
"Senior Brother Zhong, you’ll have to teach me how to spot demons!"
Mu Yawen rubbed his eyes vigorously, as if polishing them for clarity.
"Uh... It might not be what we expect."
Zhong Yi eyed the room settings thoughtfully.
For new players, the first three matches had fixed settings—unchangeable by hosts.
A standard nine-player setup.
Two demonic cultivators, one demonic beast, and six righteous cultivators.
As sharp as Zhong Yi was, he quickly grasped the hidden truth behind this setup—
The demonic cultivators and the demonic beast were also being played by real players!
This game wasn’t as simple as he initially thought—just identifying and eliminating the demonic side.
Instead, it was a competitive illusionary realm!
Each player had a distinct identity.
Some were righteous cultivators, some were demonic cultivators, and some were demonic beasts.
Zhong Yi’s excitement for this illusionary realm instantly surged.
A strong intuition told him that he had immense room to maneuver here!
Lu Ze’s illusionary realm had a massive player base, and Zhong Yi’s newly created room filled up within minutes.
The game—began!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
