Thunderpeak Mountain, Lingyu Pavilion.
Zhong Yi was currently on the Illusion Forum, passionately arguing with a bunch of lackeys from the Illusion Alliance.
It wasn’t until Zhou Yue and Mu Yawen paid him a visit that he was dragged back to reality.
"Those dogs must’ve been bribed—how can they spout such nonsense with a straight face?"
Zhong Yi grumbled angrily.
He had just spent hundreds of posts in a heated debate with them, with no resolution in sight.
The other side kept harping on the scope of the illusionary realms.
Among Lu Ze’s illusions, aside from the specially crafted Minecraft, none were particularly large.
The most expansive one, Immortal-Demon War, barely spanned a kilometer.
But what about the Illusion Alliance’s Heavenly Dao Secret Realm?
After Jiang Lingfeng’s enhancements, it now covered a staggering eight kilometers.
In terms of sheer scale, it was undeniably superior.
Rumor had it that Heavenly Dao Secret Realm had expanded to accommodate 15 teams of four, making for a chaotic 60-player free-for-all—an absolute spectacle.
No wonder player numbers had been bouncing back lately.
"Old Zhong, stop grumbling… Junior Brother Lu’s new illusion is finally here. Let’s hurry up and check it out!"
Zhou Yue eagerly clapped Zhong Yi on the shoulder.
"It’s already live? That fast?"
Zhong Yi smacked his forehead.
He’d been so caught up in the argument that he’d completely missed the update.
He quickly opened the Illusion Tower and, sure enough, found Naraka: Bladepoint’s trailer being promoted across all illusionary realms.
A click revealed a high-quality trailer blending ink-wash aesthetics with 3D animation.
Vast forests teeming with life, sprawling imperial palaces, ancient temples blanketed in withered leaves…
Scene after scene flashed by.
Interspersed were descriptions of items like [Soulbloom], [Mask of Immortality], and [Yin Extremity Energy].
For cultivators, this kind of worldbuilding was second nature—immersion came instantly.
"So… we’re fighting for the Mask of Immortality on this island called ‘Morus’ Isle’? Classic Junior Brother Lu. Now I’m curious."
Zhong Yi immediately grasped the premise and nodded with interest.
He mused to himself that just the fact each illusion had its own unique backstory was something the Illusion Alliance’s hacks could spend years trying to replicate.
"Basically… it’s a lower-tier world," Zhou Yue mused.
"Low-powered is fine too… a little combat practice never hurts," Zhong Yi said with a laugh.
Compared to Lu Ze’s previous illusions—
Like "no cultivation, just double jumps," or "slashing fruit with swords while defending against zombies with spirit plants," or "pure roulette life-or-death gambling"—
A low-powered setting was plenty exciting.
At least they could finally get some real hands-on action.
"This ‘Yue Shan’ guy… looks like a total powerhouse! Perfect for us body refiners!"
Mu Yawen cracked his knuckles, recalling the character from the trailer.
"Master Tianhai seems great too… so refined and reasonable, just like me."
"Ha! Ji Canghai’s awesome! Dude’s literally on fire… Hah, maybe Junior Brother Lu modeled him after me?"
"Zhou Yue, get a grip… By that logic, is Gu Qinghan supposed to be modeled after Junior Sister Li?"
…
While the illusion crystal updated its data runes, the trio kept bantering about the trailer.
Once Naraka: Bladepoint finished updating, they eagerly logged in.
As usual, there was a tutorial to clear first.
"Hey, is Junior Brother Lu about to teach me how to wield a weapon?" Zhong Yi joked.
According to Mu Yawen, Lu Ze had recently asked him for advice on martial techniques involving various weapons.
Clearly, this illusion would focus heavily on combat mechanics.
Lu Ze’s tutorial wasn’t the same as the ones from his past life.
Basics like walking, crawling, and sprinting didn’t need explaining to cultivators.
The focus was on the action system and core mechanics.
"Huh? Supply piles drop gear and items… Souljades? Boost stats and skills? Interesting…"
"Dodging? This mechanic seems super useful…"
"Basic attacks? Charged strikes? Parrying?"
"Rock-paper-scissors counterplay? Seriously?"
"Weapons lose durability? Need repair kits? Armor requires powder?"
"Purple zones are the ‘Dark Tide’—enter and you take damage?"
"Damn, this is all new…"
…
Guided by the tutorial, Zhong Yi quickly grasped the basics.
[You’ve now mastered survival on Morus’ Isle.]
[Time to face your first opponent!]
Seeing Master Tianhai suddenly appear before him, Zhong Yi froze.
A flood of memories rushed back—he fully expected to get demolished…
To his surprise, Master Tianhai was far weaker than anticipated.
Almost as if the fight was designed to familiarize him with basic attacks, charged strikes, and parries.
Zhong Yi made quick work of him.
"Hahaha! Junior Brother Lu’s finally gone soft on us!!"
Zhong Yi strode toward the mission’s designated target point, laughing heartily.
Suddenly—
From the purple thicket beside him, a long-hidden arrow shot out, piercing straight through his skull.
[You died!]
[Stay alert to your surroundings—watch out for sneaky ambushes!]
[P.S. Well, some bad news: the book trial failed. Just a bit short of luck, honestly feeling a bit discouraged. Can’t seem to summon any fresh inspiration these days, so I’ll just take it one step at a time.]
[As for Naraka: Bladepoint, I only played during the beta and right after launch, then dropped it. If you’ve got any fun experiences or memes, feel free to share them in the comments.]
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.”
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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."
