"Leader, you're on counterpick duty. Once that kid locks in his pick, we'll choose something to crush him!"
"Bullshit! Do you think I don't know that?"
Guo Tianyin shot an annoyed glare at his teammate.
The five members of the "Slaying Immortals to Prove the Dao" team stared intently at the Lingxiao Sect's draft phase.
As luck would have it, Bai Mu was also in the fifth pick position.
With the other four members already locked in, Bai Mu's selection remained undecided until the last moment.
"Don't tell me... this guy has nothing else to play besides Yasuo?"
"Haha! The heavens are on our side!"
"Wait, didn’t Liu say this guy has a deep champion pool...?"
In the final seconds, the fifth pick finally began cycling through options.
First, it hovered over [Explorer].
"Oh? Explorer? Double marksman comp? That’s manageable..."
Then it suddenly switched to [Molten Rock Demon].
"Ugh, that ult is annoying..."
Next, it changed to [Void Terror]...
The champion kept shifting, and the team soon realized the truth.
"Damn it! He’s randoming!!!"
Lu Ze wasn’t just randoming his pick—he had even left his ban slot empty.
The five members of "Slaying Immortals to Prove the Dao" were fuming.
In the fantasy world of "Immortal vs. Demon," they couldn’t think of anything more infuriating than this!
Of course, a few seconds later, they did.
Because Lu Ze’s champion finally locked in at the last possible moment—
Teemo, the Swift Scout.
"Fck! It’s Teemo!!!"
"He’s outright mocking us!!"
"Destroy him!!!"
......
......
On the Lingxiao Sect’s side.
"Teemo?"
Li Moran glanced at Bai Mu beside her, lips curling slightly in amusement.
"No choice, it was random... Well, maybe not entirely random?"
Lu Ze trailed off, suddenly eyeing the sky with suspicion.
Was this the work of that damn remnant of the Heavenly Dao?
"Brother Bai, you’ve got nerves of steel..."
Zhong Yi, their coach, sighed in admiration.
Thinking about the upcoming casters’ reactions, he almost laughed...
"Don’t worry, it’s our turn to carry this one!"
Zhou Yue confidently patted Lu Ze’s shoulder.
After their last match, his mind was as calm as still water.
With Lu Ze as their anchor, he was certain they couldn’t lose—even if Lu Ze had picked Teemo!
"Doesn’t matter. My Teemo is strong too."
Lu Ze smirked.
For a random pick, Teemo wasn’t the worst outcome.
Honestly, even if he’d rolled a support champion, Lu Ze wouldn’t have cared.
First, in this modified version, support champions weren’t weak.
The only unplayable one, Yuumi, hadn’t even been released yet.
If he’d gotten [Sona], he’d have gladly treated everyone to a "My Sona Q-auto one-shot" spectacle.
Second...
If not for Liu Mo’s betrayal, the Lingxiao Sect’s four wouldn’t have lost to these guys in the first place.
Even if Lu Ze just farmed, they’d still win effortlessly.
......
......
The second match was a complete stomp.
If played as an ADC, Teemo’s laning phase was actually strong.
Lu Ze’s positioning, reflexes, and game sense...
Were all top-tier.
The enemy midlaner had picked Orianna, a meta mage who should’ve had range advantage.
Yet, Lu Ze chased her down relentlessly, forcing Guo Tianyin to cower under turret from level one.
Maybe the trauma from the last match was too deep.
Lu Ze wasn’t in a hurry, though.
Or rather, he couldn’t afford to be.
Not long ago, under the guise of celebration, he’d met with the Lingxiao Sect team.
Suspecting Liu Mo’s collusion with the demonic faction, Lu Ze had planted a hidden mark on him.
Now, he could track Liu Mo’s movements in real time—all to lure out these demonic cultivators during the finals.
Normally, Lu Ze wouldn’t bother with demonic factions joining tournaments.
Like in "Demonic Slaughter," those clowns had been nothing but a joke, failing to cause any real chaos.
But this time was different...
Using dark arts to kidnap rogue cultivators and extract their souls?
If this continued, the entire fantasy gaming scene would descend into panic!
Lu Ze had high hopes for esports as a new market. He couldn’t let these bastards ruin it!
So, before taking over the match, he’d already informed his master, Nangong Yuan.
Right now, Nangong Yuan was leading a team of experts toward Liu Mo’s location...
That’s why Lu Ze wasn’t rushing to end the game.
He needed to stall—to buy time for the elders to wipe out these demonic scum.
Unbeknownst to Guo Tianyin, despite feeling suffocated in lane, he hadn’t died yet.
Little did he know,
he’d danced on the edge of death countless times already...
Getting bullied out of lane by Teemo at level one?
Guo Tianyin was used to it by now.
As usual, Lu Ze shoved the wave and invaded the jungle, standing right in the enemy Jarvan’s face and spamming laugh.
"Brother Zhou..."
Lu Ze taunted while cheerfully calling out to Zhou Yue.
"Don’t hold back. Eat all the camps. It’s our jungle now."
] [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!"
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."
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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.”
