【Your cumulative spending has reached 12 Spirit Stones, granting you Level 2 Membership】
【Current Weekly Membership Benefits: 3 Skin Trial Cards, 3 Double EXP Cards (1-hour duration), 3 Double Gold Cards (1-hour duration), 5 Rune Gift Packs】
【Remaining Spirit Stones to Level 3 Membership: 38】
"Level 2 gives this much? How insane must Level 3 be…"
Zhong Yi had just finished purchasing the 6-Spirit-Stone skins for Yasuo and Master Yi and was about to exit when the membership prompt popped up, making his eyes widen in shock.
38 Spirit Stones? For a core disciple like him, that was practically pocket change!
He glanced again at the remaining selection of high-quality 6-Spirit-Stone skins and felt his fingers itch.
"Senior Brother Zhong, if you want to play support for me, just say so. No need to beat around the bush," Zhou Qiaoling teased from the side.
"???"
Zhou Yue panicked and waved his hands frantically.
"Old Zhong, don’t mess with my mental state. If you want any skins, I’ll gift them to you…"
"See? It’s not that I don’t want to play support—it’s that Old Zhou won’t let me…"
Zhong Yi consoled himself, then eagerly browsed the shop again.
"Whoa! The Infernal Hound skin for Nasus? Sold!"
"Hmm, the Dawnbringer Riven looks pretty sick too…"
……
After buying seven more 6-Spirit-Stone skins, Zhong Yi finally reached Level 3 Membership.
Seeing that Level 4 required another 146 Spirit Stones, he steeled his resolve and prepared to leave the shop.
"Alright, that’s Level 3 secured. From now on, I absolutely won’t—"
【You have received a Premium Skin Discount Coupon (20 Spirit Stones off for purchases over 99 Spirit Stones). Valid for 3 days.】
Zhong Yi: "???"
Lu Ze’s intentions were written all over this!!
Yet, he couldn’t resist clicking back into the shop.
Aside from the 6-Spirit-Stone skins, only three premium skins were available in the first batch.
The Three Kingdoms series—featuring Lu Bu, Zhao Yun, and Guan Yu, all iconic figures from the classic tale.
Each was priced at a steep 199 Spirit Stones.
In his past life, these skins would’ve been classified as "pseudo-Legendary"—high-quality models and voice lines but lacking special effects.
To capitalize on the cultivators’ nostalgia for the Three Kingdoms, Lu Ze had gone all out, adding dazzling effects to each.
After all, the money-making potential of this IP had long been proven by games like Three Kingdoms Tactics.
"If I buy the Zhao Yun skin now, I save 20 Spirit Stones and also get to Level 4 Membership…"
"The Level 4 rewards are worth about 50 Spirit Stones, so effectively, I’m paying 100 for the Zhao Yun skin…"
"Fine. After this, no more spending. No matter how cool Lu Bu and Guan Yu look, I won’t fall for Lu Ze’s tricks again…"
【You have purchased the skin: Zhao Yun, the Dragon of Changshan】
【Your Membership Level has increased to 4! You’ve received 5 free Treasure Draw Tickets!】
"Five Treasure Draw Tickets?"
Curious, Zhong Yi followed the prompt to the Treasure Draw interface.
In short—another gacha system.
The grand prize was an insanely prestigious skin:
The Three Kingdoms series skin for the Talisman Master—Zhuge Liang, the Sleeping Dragon.
"These five tickets are free anyway. Might as well try my luck."
Zhong Yi swallowed hard as he stared at the skin’s preview.
"No matter what, I’m not spending another Spirit Stone…"
……
……
Whether it was the 6-Spirit-Stone skins, the membership tiers, daily login rewards, or the gacha mechanics—
These were all tactics Lu Ze had seen exploited to death by mobile games in his past life.
But there was no denying it:
This monetization scheme worked like a charm.
Strategically converting free players into low spenders, then grooming them into mid or even heavy spenders…
Even Li Moran, who had never cared for skins, broke her usual habits and bought Irelia’s Frostblade.
As for Zhong Yi? Well, he was beyond redemption.
Whether it was his lack of self-control or his inability to resist temptation…
Zhuge Liang, the most revered strategist of the Three Kingdoms, didn’t exist in League of Legends in Lu Ze’s past life—but here, he had to create him.
With his current abilities, designing an original skin was no challenge.
He simply modeled it after the Talisman Master (Twisted Fate in League), a hero from Immortal Demons’ Clash.
For the effects, Lu Ze went all out—summoning storm clouds, coiling azure dragons, and earth-shaking ultimates that made the battlefield tremble.
……
By the next morning,
Lu Ze’s 6-Spirit-Stone skin strategy had already netted him a staggering million Spirit Stones in revenue.
Moreover, thanks to the Zhuge Liang skin’s prestige, even sect elders were starting to join the game…
……
……
The growth of Immortal Demons’ Clash surpassed Lu Ze’s expectations.
Cultivators took to MOBA gameplay even more enthusiastically than players from his past life.
The most obvious example was role specialization.
Within just half a month, the "jungler" position had been fully established.
In high-level matches, it was now standard for each team to have one.
This was largely thanks to Zhong Yi’s theoretical research—though he himself often died to jungle camps…
Player skill progressed rapidly.
The once-unbeatable "super-AI" bots now seemed far less intimidating.
Zhong Yi even devised a foolproof strategy to cheese the AI, allowing players to win through macro play even if their mechanics were lacking.
……
Meanwhile,
Lu Ze’s workload never let up.
Running an online game was a long-term commitment.
Future updates, new heroes, new skins, and special modes like ARAM or Ultra Rapid Fire—
All required meticulous planning.
But it was worth it.
As expected, Immortal Demons’ Clash generated an enormous influx of Demonic Path Points.
Its player base was simply too vast.
In just half a month, the game’s contributions propelled Lu Ze past the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, straight into late-stage.
"One more step, and I’ll reach the Nascent Soul stage…"
Lu Ze murmured, eyeing the endless zeros on his cultivation progress bar.
At Nascent Soul, the scale of his illusions could expand even further.
The potential player count? Limitless.
Just then, the system’s voice echoed in his mind:
【An alternate dimension has emerged. Countless Righteous Path Cultivators are mobilizing for war, disrupting the balance between righteousness and demonic forces… As the Demonic Path’s Holy Son, you must aid the demonic cultivators of this world and ensure the Righteous Path’s crushing defeat!】
【Mission: Empower demonic cultivators. Slay 100,000 Righteous Path Cultivators within one week (Current: 0/100,000)】
【Reward: 5x Demonic Path Points (Duration: 10 days)】
] [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!"
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
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!
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?!
