"We tricked Brother Shen into a one-on-one duel, but then five of us showed up... Isn't that a bit too shameless?"
Zhou Yue frowned.
"Come on, old man, you were the most eager to steal kills when we were ambushing the bots in the bushes earlier," Zhou Qiaoling immediately retorted.
At some point, the methods of these so-called righteous cultivators in the illusion realm had started to veer in a strange direction.
If we trace it back, it probably began with Lu Ze's unconventional tactics in Immortal Realm Domination...
In any case, the righteous cultivators' resistance to these less-than-righteous strategies had weakened considerably.
Under Zhong Yi's lead, the group headed toward the top lane.
Along the way, Zhong Yi noticed Li Moran continuously swinging her blade, as if testing something.
Each time the blade sliced through the air, she would abruptly change her stance, shifting her footing.
"Sister Li, what are you doing?" Zhou Qiaoling blinked and asked curiously.
"Testing... the rules of this illusion," Li Moran replied thoughtfully, gazing at the dark green broken blade in her hand.
After three rounds of bot matches, she had noticed something interesting.
In this illusion, attacks seemed to follow unique rules.
For example, attacking while moving dealt negligible damage. Only by stopping movement and striking in that instant could the full damage of an attack be unleashed.
Thus, Li Moran kept testing the sequence: move, stop, attack, move... repeating it over and over.
"Oh? This should be called... canceling the attack's backswing?" Zhong Yi's eyes lit up. As a veteran of Immortal Realm Domination, he immediately recognized the trick.
This technique was also known as "orb-walking"—using movement to cancel attack animations and improve fluidity.
After Zhong Yi's explanation, Zhou Yue laughed. "Old Zhong, you talk a big game, but when it comes to execution, you’re a total noob."
"Ha! I don’t like the sound of that... I was just getting used to the controls earlier. Just wait—I’ll show you my skills when we fight Shen Yan!" Zhong Yi protested indignantly.
"You all go ambush the river first. Let me duel Brother Shen alone... Once he’s no match for me, you can cut off his retreat!"
Following Zhong Yi’s plan, the other four circled toward the river.
Zhong Yi strode forward alone, where Shen Yan stood waiting, gripping a golden divine hammer.
"Old Zhou, watch closely—I’m about to put on a show!"
Zhong Yi cleared his throat, and the others turned their attention to him.
"Let me teach you a new lesson!"
"Attack backswing isn’t just canceled by movement..."
"Skills can do it too!"
Hearing this, Li Moran raised an eyebrow, as if struck by inspiration.
"Watch!"
Zhong Yi advanced. Shen Yan swung his small hammer, smacking Zhong Yi square on the forehead, but Zhong Yi remained unfazed.
With a swift motion, he drew a rusted sword from his waist. Just as the blade was about to descend,
Zhong Yi activated [Steel Tempest].
The slashing motion was instantly interrupted, replaced by a thrust infused with wind-based spiritual energy.
Zhong Yi yelped, "Holy crap! I missed!"
Li Moran: "..."
Mu Yawen: "Strange... Why didn’t the enemy lose a single drop of health after that combo?"
Zhou Yue: "Classic Zhong Yi—using a skill to cancel a basic attack, then whiffing the skill entirely."
Zhou Qiaoling: "Somehow, I’m not surprised at all..."
Shen Yan froze for a moment before bursting into laughter.
He slammed his divine hammer into the ground.
A surge of golden spiritual energy instantly chunked Zhong Yi’s health bar.
"Damn it! Why are you all just standing there? Get out here and beat him up!!" Zhong Yi shouted.
Only then did the four snap out of their daze and rush out from the river.
Shen Yan panicked, shouting into open comms: "You bastards! Since when does the Lingxiao Sect fight so dishonorably?!"
With that, he dove into the nearby bushes, vanishing instantly.
"Hahaha! Brother Shen, just accept your fate~~" Zhong Yi laughed and chased after him.
The moment he entered the bushes,
Five burly men stood ready, waiting for him.
"???"
Zhong Yi froze.
"Wait—"
Before he could finish,
Three of the men summoned spectral avatars behind them, roaring in unison:
"DEMACIA!!!!"
"Hey, hey...!! You—you guys from the Tianxuan Sect are too—OW! NOT THE FACE!!!"
......
......
Score: 0-3.
The Lingxiao Sect was at a severe disadvantage.
The team’s mood grew heavy.
Top lane.
"Junior Brother Mu, don’t be upset. When playing in the illusion realm, you gotta smile! No frowning!" Zhong Yi patted Mu Yawen’s shoulder reassuringly.
"I’m not like you. I don’t have that [Blade Dash] skill..." Mu Yawen sighed gloomily.
He had initially thought [Molten Colossus] would be overpowered, but it turned out to be far from tanky.
Plus, its spiritual energy consumption was insane—he ran out of mana after tossing two discs.
Zhong Yi felt the team’s morale was too low and decided to step up.
"Ho! No worries! Watch your senior brother turn this around!"
After three rounds of practice, he was finally getting used to the feel of [The Unforgiven].
Seeing the minion wave approach, Zhong Yi couldn’t resist the urge.
"Blade Dash!"
Just as his body lunged toward the minions,
Shen Yan, his lane opponent, suddenly shimmered with a golden barrier.
BAM!
Zhong Yi crashed into an invisible wall mid-dash, his momentum abruptly halted as he tumbled dizzily.
Then, the man behind Shen Yan raised a glowing greatsword and charged forward, bellowing "DEMACIA!"
Zhong Yi fled in disarray, thoroughly humiliated.
Pfft.
The sight made Mu Yawen, who had been sulking, burst into laughter.
"Hahaha... Senior Brother, why aren’t you laughing? Isn’t this hilarious?"
......
Things weren’t any better on the bottom lane.
The enemy [Arrow of Judgment], with two kills under his belt, had two extra longswords compared to Zhou Yue.
With a [Prince of Demacia] lurking in the bushes, Zhou Yue didn’t dare step forward.
And then there was his teammate—
Zhou Qiaoling stood in the backline bushes, eyes gleaming at a half-health siege minion.
His skill allowed him to devour minions or jungle monsters to restore his own health.
"Bro, I’m hungry... I mean, I’m low on health! Can I take a bite of this minion to heal?"
"You—"
Zhou Yue’s breathing hitched.
He furiously drew his bowstring, as if trying to grind sparks out of it.
Basic attacks, [Hail of Arrows]—
He unleashed everything!
But the [Frost Archer]’s damage was pitifully low.
Zhou Qiaoling dashed out of the bushes and swallowed the siege minion whole.
"You ate both siege minions! How am I supposed to 1v3 down here?!"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
