For the next week,
The light of demonic arts spilled across the land.
Within the borders of the Great Zhou Dynasty, ghosts were forbidden to roam.
All of them had been wiped out by Lu Ze...
From vengeful spirits down to wandering souls, every last one had been collected into Lu Ze's Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
"This should be enough now."
Lu Ze gazed at the banner, packed to the brim with ferocious ghosts and malevolent spirits, feeling somewhat satisfied.
He suddenly realized how exhausting it was to create games for cultivators.
Between setting up formations and capturing ghosts, scaring them properly was no easy task.
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Upon returning to the sect, Lu Ze immediately threw himself into the meticulous crafting of the illusionary realm.
The most distinctive gameplay feature of "Phasmophobia" was its use of technological detection results to highlight the fixed traits of each ghost type.
For instance, some ghosts would plunge their surroundings into bone-chilling cold.
Others enjoyed picking up pens to scribble in books.
Some would respond to players' conversations, while others would generate deafening noises...
Beyond these traits, each ghost also had unique characteristics.
This core gameplay was something Lu Ze decided to preserve.
What made his illusionary realms so captivating were the unique restrictions he imposed—essentially, the rules of the game.
It was the combination of these gameplay mechanics and cultivation limitations that transformed his illusionary games into a world unlike any other.
Lu Ze categorized the dozens of ghost types he had captured, mirroring the classification system of "Phasmophobia."
As for the various detection tools from the original game, he localized them into an array of magical artifacts—albeit low-tier ones.
Most of these were likely unheard of among high-ranking cultivators.
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As the development progressed, Lu Ze grew increasingly excited about "Phasmophobia."
He realized that the Fear-Soul Resonance Array's effects within the illusionary realm were overwhelmingly potent!
Its ability to amplify and channel fear was perfectly suited for a horror-themed illusion.
Coupled with the "Formless Realm Manifestation" technique, which could materialize the intangible...
Ordinary methods could only achieve a superficial resemblance.
But with this technique, even the eerie, bone-chilling resentment of ghosts could be replicated within the illusion.
An unparalleled setting, an immersive atmosphere, and the Fear-Soul Resonance Array's manipulation of emotions...
The mere thought of Nascent Soul-stage cultivators trembling in fear, their lips quivering before ghosts, filled Lu Ze with anticipation.
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A week later,
Just as Lu Ze was putting the finishing touches on his project, his master, Nangong Yuan, suddenly arrived at the Spirit Jade Pavilion accompanied by an elderly man clad in black robes.
"So this is the disciple you mentioned, the one who's suddenly taken an interest in ghosts?"
The old man, whom Nangong Yuan referred to as "Nine Nether Venerable," eyed Lu Ze skeptically.
"Indeed."
Nangong Yuan nodded, then explained to Lu Ze,
"This is Nine Nether Venerable Du Ming, a master of soul cultivation... I noticed your recent fascination with ghostly arts, so if you have any questions, feel free to seek his guidance."
Nangong Yuan elaborated further.
Not long ago, in the northern reaches of the Immortal Abyss Continent, malevolent entities had run rampant, causing a spectral calamity.
Ghosts that should have been easily vanquished had suddenly become far more troublesome.
Recently, the ghostly disaster had begun spreading outward.
To protect their disciples below the Golden Core stage from encountering these resilient spirits, the Lingxiao Sect had specially invited Nine Nether Venerable to teach methods for dealing with such sinister ghosts.
Among orthodox sects, few specialized in ghostly arts.
As a result, talents like Nine Nether Venerable were exceedingly rare—and rather arrogant.
"Ask away, and I shall answer without reservation."
Nine Nether Venerable stroked his beard, lifting his chin proudly.
"I do have one question."
Lu Ze blinked, pondering for a moment before speaking:
"Are you... afraid of ghosts?"
"Pfft—!!"
Nangong Yuan, who had been sipping tea, immediately spat it out.
"What did you say???"
Nine Nether Venerable stared at Lu Ze in disbelief, wondering if he had misheard.
The young man wore an innocent expression as he repeated, slowly and clearly:
"I said..."
"Are you afraid of ghosts?"
Nine Nether Venerable's eyebrows twitched.
Were it not for the fact that this brat was Nangong Yuan's personal disciple, he would have taught him a lesson right then and there.
He, a Soul Transformation-stage soul cultivator—
What kind of question was that?
Afraid of ghosts?
Afraid of ghosts his foot!
"Hahaha..."
Nine Nether Venerable suppressed his anger, his lips curling unnaturally.
"In all my years, I have walked side by side with ghosts. No matter how vengeful or powerful the spirit, they flee at the sight of me... What do you think?"
Lu Ze pressed further: "But what if you had no cultivation? Just an ordinary mortal?"
"Preposterous!"
Nine Nether Venerable waved his sleeve, turning away.
"Even as a mortal, I made my living hunting ghosts! How else do you think I achieved Soul Transformation through ghostly arts?"
"Ghosts? Even without cultivation, what is there to fear?"
"If a cultivator relies solely on power, neglecting the tempering of their mind, what use are they?"
Hearing this, Lu Ze quickly clapped in admiration.
"Venerable Du, your words are profound! I couldn't agree more!"
"What kind of master cultivator would one be if they were powerful but mentally fragile?"
"Coincidentally, I've crafted an illusionary realm that tests both a cultivator's mental fortitude and their strategies for handling ghosts..."
"Would Venerable Du be interested in giving it a try?"
Nine Nether Venerable scoffed at the proposal, his disdain evident.
In his field of expertise, he held an unshakable sense of superiority.
Then it struck him—this might be a perfect opportunity to leverage his pride for greater gains.
"Elder Nangong, is this how the Lingxiao Sect educates its disciples?"
Nine Nether Venerable deliberately feigned offense, frowning at Nangong Yuan.
"A mere illusionary realm, crafted by a disciple, and you expect it to challenge me?"
"If the Lingxiao Sect holds me in such low regard, why not say so outright? Must you humiliate me?"
"Absurd!"
igrating to the cultivation world for two hundred years, I've managed to lie low and reach the Nascent Soul stage. Only now does my golden finger arrive? ...
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
invincible power, Gu Changge transmigrates into a fantasy world, bound to a sign-in system that grants him cultivation rewards and various peerless treasures daily. While others struggle desperately to break through their cultivation realms, he has long since reached the pinnacle of the Great Dao, becoming a reclusive Emperor whose true strength even he himself cannot fathom. Originally planning to lie low and retire peacefully on Purple Bamboo Peak, the system suddenly issues a new task — take on disciples. With no other choice, Gu Changge casually picks up a few disciples: The eldest disciple, born with a War God Constitution, is thrown a copy of "War God Stratagems" by him, and ends up conquering the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, becoming a peerless War God who sweeps across the cosmos. The second disciple, possessing a Chaos Sword Body, can break all techniques with a single sword, his swordsmanship unmatched throughout history. He points his sword at the heavens: "My master said, the sword and the man stand together. If the sword perishes... my master will give me another one." The third disciple, a reborn Empress who returns to her throne, her elegance and grace overshadowing all beings. And without anyone noticing, his own sect, the Qingxuan Sect, has become the number one sect on the continent. Looking at these unbelievably formidable disciples, Gu Changge, holding the "Primordial Purple Qi" he just signed in for, falls into deep thought: — Wasn't this supposed to be a peaceful retirement? How did I become the ultimate master?!
