"Guild Leader, that guy's almost dead! Come finish him off!"
"Damn it, I'm coming!!!"
Guo Tianyin, seething with rage, retreated to the fountain.
Though Lu Ze had a massive lead in kills, he hadn't recalled to base, meaning his gold hadn't been converted into items.
So, the gap wasn't insurmountable.
Guo Tianyin focused solely on farming for a solid ten minutes.
Every minion wave, every jungle camp—all of it was his.
Finally, he had closed the item gap.
Now, the only difference between Guo Tianyin and Lu Ze's builds was a single Quicksilver Sash.
Sure, that item could cleanse Zed's ultimate, but right now, Lu Ze's health was barely above 800!
Even without the ultimate's damage, a single stray ability would be enough to finish him off!
In Guo Tianyin's eyes, Bai Mu was nothing more than a shiny 1000 gold bounty.
And according to Bai Mu's own words, if he died even once, he'd immediately go AFK.
This was a heaven-sent opportunity!
Guo Tianyin rushed toward the high ground in a frenzy.
When he arrived, Lu Ze didn't panic. Instead, he casually summoned Zed's shadow and started playing rock-paper-scissors with it.
Every now and then, he'd sway mockingly, letting out a sinister chuckle: "Heh heh heh..."
The sight infuriated Guo Tianyin beyond words.
Not just him—even the soul of True Lord Yuelun, whom he was controlling, was livid.
The cursed formation had a daily time limit for usage.
Yet somehow, they'd been forced into a full five-game series!
As the formation weakened, the enraged soul outright took over the host body.
The shift in appearance and in-game name didn't escape the notice of the tens of thousands of cultivators watching.
In the live stream's chat, realization dawned on everyone—this was no ordinary match.
[No way… So it really was True Lord Yuelun earlier?!]
[Wait, does that mean the Syndra, Yasuo, and Aatrox players before… were all…?]
[I get it now! Those missing rogue cultivators—they must’ve been captured and had their souls extracted!!]
[Holy shit, demonic cultivators!]
[So… Bai Mu’s been 1v9ing against a bunch of one-trick pros this whole time?]
[The so-called 'pros' look like toddlers next to him.]
[This fight’s gonna be close! Bai Mu’s practically one-shot!]
…
Zhong Yi wasn’t alarmed by the chat’s revelations.
He’d already received a secret missive from Zhao Wendao about the situation.
Knowing the matter couldn’t be leaked, Zhong Yi deliberately ignored the discussion.
"Demonic cultivators or not…"
"Right now, what we’re witnessing is a clash between peak experts!"
"The duel of two Zeds… Their items are nearly even, but Bai Mu’s on the brink of death!"
"Bro Bai, maybe you should back off and lifesteal from minions first—"
"TRUE LORD YUELUN MAKES HIS MOVE!!!"
…
True Lord Yuelun was furious.
The cursed formation had only extracted combat instincts from the illusionary realm, so he was limited to Zed’s mechanical prowess.
But who was he?
Ranked fourth on the Celestial Ladder, a one-trick Zed who struck fear into the hearts of countless masters!
The strongest Shadow Reaper in the entire canyon!
To be mocked like this—how could he tolerate it?
"Trying to run?!"
Seeing Bai Mu retreat, Yuelun didn’t hesitate. He instantly cast Living Shadow, blinking forward to close the gap.
"SUCK THIS!!"
With a roar, he activated Blade of the Ruined King’s active, draining a chunk of Bai Mu’s already pitiful health bar and slowing him.
"DIE!!!"
As Yuelun bellowed, a spectral shadow of Zed materialized behind him—a sign that he’d entered an ultra-focused state.
"Oh?"
Noticing the shadow above Yuelun’s head, Lu Ze raised an eyebrow, a faint smirk playing on his lips.
An identical shadow rose behind him as well.
"Finally, a real opponent… Not like those other trash."
Just as Yuelun’s blade was about to strike, Lu Ze countered with his own Blade of the Ruined King active, equalizing their movement speed.
"Slow me all you want—JUST DIE ALREADY!!"
With the distance closed, Yuelun swung—
But the moment his blade should’ve connected, Lu Ze vanished.
A storm of lethal shadows surged from all directions.
[Death Mark]!
Yuelun’s auto-attack whiffed, and he took a Razor Shrike to the face, but he wasn’t worried.
The health difference between them wasn’t something a single auto or ability could bridge!
Calmly, he waited for Lu Ze’s true form to reappear from the shadows—then instantly retaliated with his own ultimate.
Little did he know…
By then, the shadow above Lu Ze’s head had already sunk into his body, merging with him.
"The one who strikes first… is at a disadvantage!"
"Without a follow-up, you’ve already lost!!"
Yuelun’s heart raced with triumph.
"No…"
Lu Ze shook his head lightly and took a single step forward.
"You’re the one who lost."
The instant Yuelun landed from his ultimate, Lu Ze swapped places with his Death Mark shadow.
Yuelun’s Razor Shrike sliced through empty air.
"NO! DIE!!"
Eyes bloodshot, Yuelun slapped Ignite onto Lu Ze.
Lu Ze’s health? Barely 500.
Ignite alone would burn over 300 of that!
But then—
A flash of light sparkled above Lu Ze’s head.
Both the Death Mark detonation and Ignite’s burn… vanished.
"You think Cleanse saves you?!"
Yuelun sneered and kept chasing.
Lu Ze’s health was low enough that two autos or a single Shadow Slash would end him.
There was no way he’d miss point-blank, right?
Lu Ze sidestepped left and hurled a Shadow Slash at Yuelun.
"Here it comes!"
Hyper-focused, Yuelun timed it perfectly—swapping places with his ultimate shadow to dodge the projectile.
True, he’d avoided the one from Lu Ze’s main body.
But the shadow he’d left behind? Its Shadow Slash landed clean.
His health dropped again.
"Just one hit… Just one more hit…"
By now, Yuelun was bordering on madness.
Eyes wild, he charged at Lu Ze.
Both raised their blades simultaneously—but Lu Ze’s strike seemed just a fraction faster.
In battles between masters, victory often hinged on split-second decisions.
Like right now.
Lu Ze’s blade came down, the crimson damage numbers already flashing.
Yuelun’s swing was milliseconds from connecting when—
A golden light flickered.
Lu Ze disappeared.
That final strike…
Hung in the air…
And never landed.
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."
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.
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
