The Heavenly Dao Cup concluded with a perfect finale.
As expected, Lu Ze claimed the title of "Chosen One."
In his previous life, this would have been equivalent to an FMVP.
The grand cultivation technique awarded to the champion team was meant to be shared among all members.
Yet, Lu Ze unexpectedly received an additional personal reward.
According to the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao, it was an extra boon bestowed upon the "Chosen One."
[Task Completed!]
[Host has successfully made a name for themselves and obtained an ancient treasure!]
[Reward Acquired: Heavenly Derivation Jade (can repair incomplete techniques)]
"Is this thing really a treasure capable of mending broken techniques?"
Lu Ze examined the warm, unassuming jade of chaotic hues resting in his palm with curiosity.
This was the reward from the system, though it could only be used once.
Coincidentally, it perfectly complemented the incomplete technique gifted by the Heavenly Dao remnant spirit.
The incomplete technique bestowed by the remnant spirit was called [Formless Boundary Derivation].
It was said that, when mastered to its peak, it could transform illusion into reality and reality into illusion.
This aligned remarkably well with Lu Ze's own path of illusionary cultivation.
"Insignificant ant, do you truly believe this Heavenly Dao would specially select something for you? You merely got lucky and drew something suitable by chance."
In response to Lu Ze's inquiry, the Heavenly Dao remnant spirit answered thus.
......
......
Lu Ze added the final stroke to the scroll.
Then, with a long exhale, he withdrew from the illusionary realm.
"Now, I can finally take a break for a while."
Lu Ze stretched his body.
The championship skins for the Lingxiao Sect were complete.
With an ink-wash aesthetic as the foundation, combined with the distinct features of the various immortal peaks corresponding to the disciples, the designs carried a unique charm.
Zhong Yi, the team's coach, was given a skin resembling an "Infinite Sword Saint," fulfilling his long-held dream.
With the championship skins finished and various game modes fully developed, the upcoming releases of [Infinite Firepower] and [Arena of Souls] were bound to stir a new wave of excitement.
The exhilarating combat pace and unpredictable matchups offered a fresh experience compared to the conventional canyon gameplay.
......
Time passed swiftly.
With the Heavenly Dao's rewards providing momentum, the esports industry flourished in the cultivation world.
Though here, it might be more fitting to call it "Illusionary Competition."
The player base for [Immortal-Demon Conflict] grew steadily.
The accumulation of Demon Path Points became faster and more abundant.
"At this rate, I’ll probably reach the Nascent Soul stage in about two months..."
Lu Ze nodded to himself as he observed the Demon Path Points in the system’s backend.
This speed of advancement was terrifying.
To put it bluntly, with just [Immortal-Demon Conflict] alone, Lu Ze could laze around in the sect, doing nothing, and still continue breaking through...
Of course, Lu Ze was well aware that relying solely on one game would inevitably lead to player attrition over time.
The cultivation world’s player base couldn’t compare to his previous life.
Back then, there were billions of potential players—an endless pool of fresh blood.
But the cultivation world was different.
Without consistently releasing new content and games, the player count would eventually decline.
Even so, Lu Ze still wanted to indulge in a bit of laziness.
"Anyway, [Immortal-Demon Conflict] should keep me occupied for half a year. There’s nothing else urgent..."
Before he could finish, the familiar voice of the system chimed in once more.
[The Demon Path has discovered an extreme Yin evil artifact in the northern secret realm of Xianyuan Continent. Evil entities have been strengthened! As the Demon Path’s Holy Son, the host must seize this opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to the righteous factions!]
[Task: Utilize the power of evil entities to corrupt cultivators’ minds and shatter their psychological defenses.]
[Objective: Accumulate Fear Points within 30 days (Current: 0/).]
[Reward: Random high-tier technique x1.]
"..."
Reading the task details, Lu Ze’s lips twitched slightly.
Such occurrences happening back-to-back made him wonder if he’d been possessed by Senior Brother Zhong’s luck.
"Dammit, it’s the Great Dao’s Truth-Speaking Art!"
Lu Ze smacked his forehead, suddenly recalling the cultivation technique he’d obtained from Zhong Yi.
No wonder he’d been jinxing himself so often lately!
"Screw this, I’m never practicing it again!"
Lu Ze grumbled angrily.
It seemed the system wouldn’t let him slack off.
So, he had no choice but to return to being a workaholic.
"Evil entity power... Fear Points..."
Lu Ze stroked his chin, deep in thought.
This was practically nudging him toward making a horror game!
Horror games were plentiful in his previous life.
The problem was, most of the famous ones were modern or Western-themed.
Chinese-style horror games did exist, but they were few and far between—mostly puzzle-driven narrative experiences.
While such games could evoke fear, their impact was limited in both intensity and duration.
"What I need is something short, intense, and terrifying enough to leave a lasting impression..."
Lu Ze closed his eyes, murmuring to himself.
Almost instantly, a name flashed through his mind:
Phasmophobia.
The game’s mechanics revolved around investigating clues and deducing the type of ghost.
A single match lasted only about ten minutes—perfect for his current needs.
The only adjustment required was localizing it for the cultivation world.
That part was easy.
After all,
Chinese ghosts, in terms of variety and eeriness, far surpassed their Western counterparts.
Cultivators weren’t afraid of ghosts?
That was only because their cultivation base made them impervious.
But once trapped in an illusionary realm, stripped of their spiritual power, facing ghosts with nothing but their mortal bodies—well, fear would be a different story.
Even if cultivators were desensitized to evil entities after encountering so many...
That still wouldn’t be an issue.
Back when developing Demon Path Slayer, Lu Ze had obtained a formation from the system:
the Fear-Soul Binding Formation.
Using this formation as the foundation of the illusionary realm, even the most hardened cultivators—bereft of their spiritual energy—would find it impossible not to feel terror.
With this in mind, Lu Ze had made his decision.
He would create a localized version of Phasmophobia.
"Using cyber-spirits as the ghosts? That doesn’t feel right..."
Now that the goal was set, Lu Ze began pondering how to maximize the fear factor for cultivators.
"Ghosts should be played by actual ghosts!"
Having reached this conclusion, Lu Ze immediately sought out his master, Nangong Yuan.
"What? You want to go ghost hunting?"
Nangong Yuan was taken aback by Lu Ze’s request.
This lazy disciple of his had always dodged sect missions, preferring to lose himself in illusionary realms.
Why was he suddenly volunteering for a ghost-hunting task?
"Yes, exactly—the more sinister, the better!"
Lu Ze nodded vigorously.
"It’s good that you want to contribute to the sect... but isn’t a ghost-hunting mission too trivial for you?"
Nangong Yuan frowned in confusion.
In the mortal world, ghosts were indeed terrifying entities.
But to cultivators, they were nothing more than low-tier evil beings.
With sufficient spiritual energy, ghosts couldn’t even touch a cultivator, let alone corrupt their minds.
Thus, ghost-related missions were typically handled by Foundation Establishment cultivators at most.
Moreover, these missions often involved tedious investigations and were usually the last to be picked up.
Lu Ze was already at the late-stage Golden Core realm—and one of the most formidable in his tier.
Taking on such a mission—wouldn’t that be a waste of talent?
"How about I recommend something easier but with higher rewards? Maybe a Golden Core-level task or a Nascent Soul team mission where you can just tag along for the benefits?" Nangong Yuan suggested.
"No!" Lu Ze refused outright, shaking his head firmly.
"If you can’t sweep one room, how can you sweep the world? I’m willing to shed blood and sacrifice everything for the sect!"
"This…"
Nangong Yuan was stunned, even a little moved.
Since when had his lazy disciple become so devoted to the sect…?
"In that case, I’ll dig up the most sinister missions right away…"
After a moment’s thought, Nangong Yuan added,
"But stay away from any ghost-related tasks near the Xianyuan Continent lately."
"Rumors say the Yin energy there is stirring—even Nascent Soul cultivators have fallen victim…"
[Seeking ghost-related ideas (any Chinese-style horror suggestions welcome~)]
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."
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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.
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