Want Me to Make a Horror Game

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~)]

Recommend Series

Villain: Agree to Break Off the Engagement at the Start, the Heroine Breaks Down!

Villain: Agree to Break Off the Engagement at the Start, the Heroine Breaks Down!

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."

Every Sect Member Gives Me One Year of Cultivation Every Day

Every Sect Member Gives Me One Year of Cultivation Every Day

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.”

The Day I Died, the Whole Sect Watched My Senior Sister Go on a Rampage

The Day I Died, the Whole Sect Watched My Senior Sister Go on a Rampage

ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.

Transmigrated into the Villain, My Inner Thoughts Were Overheard by the Female Lead

Transmigrated into the Villain, My Inner Thoughts Were Overheard by the Female Lead

. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"