"What's wrong? Couldn't find it?"
Seeing Zhong Yi's strange expression, Zhou Yue couldn't help but ask curiously.
"F-found it..."
"Where?"
"Down there."
"????"
Zhong Yi was stunned.
He glanced at his crotch—even through the tiger-skin skirt, the glaringly bright golden mark was clearly visible.
"Holy shit!!"
Zhong Yi hurriedly covered his vulnerable spot with his hands.
The enemy team's vanguard, the "Great Buddha" and "Windblade," were also dumbfounded. What the hell was this?
But they quickly realized—the golden mark was the weak point!
Understanding this, the scene instantly became absurdly hilarious.
Zhong Yi froze in embarrassment.
If not for his current "Great Buddha" form, with its dark skin, his face would have been red to the tips of his ears.
If he were just an ordinary player, it wouldn’t be so bad.
But Zhong Yi had a habit of streaming his gameplay—and his audience wasn’t small!
The live chat was exploding with laughter.
[HAHAHAHAHA]
[What are they waiting for? Hit his balls!]
[Zhong, the prodigy of Lingxiao Sect, his reputation ruined by a single egg...]
[This is so damn awkward!]
[Bro’s fighting while covering his junk...]
[Old Zhong, take my advice—stop covering and just go all out!]
...
The more the audience teased, the more self-conscious Zhong Yi became.
He was a prodigy of the Lingxiao Sect, a popular streamer—did he have no dignity left?
The enemy "Great Buddha" was also laughing, clutching his stomach.
One side covering their stomach, the other covering their crotch—the scene couldn’t have been more ridiculous.
"Old Zhong, fight back!! No one cares where your weak point is!!!"
Zhou Yue shouted.
Zhong Yi took a deep breath, as if steeling himself. "Fine!"
But the moment he moved his hands away, he noticed Zhou Yue, Mu Yawen, and the enemy trio all sneak glances at his crotch.
The sheer awkwardness of being stared at made Zhong Yi instantly cover himself again.
"Damn it!!! You guys lied to me!!!!"
...
...
A few minutes later.
The trio respawned in Zhong Yi’s room.
Unsurprisingly, they had suffered a crushing defeat.
There was no helping it—their only ultimate-ready fighter, Zhong Yi, had spent the entire battle clutching his crotch...
The sight was just too bizarre.
In the end, Zhou Yue and Mu Yawen were both grabbed by the enemy "Great Buddha" and instantly eliminated.
Zhong Yi, meanwhile, fell victim to the enemy team’s coordinated "crotch-shot" strategy.
Though Zhou Yue and Mu Yawen still had a revival chance, they chose to quit and start a new match with Zhong Yi.
"Old Zhong... we’re cultivators now. Lighten up—don’t take face so seriously."
Zhou Yue patted Zhong Yi’s shoulder reassuringly.
"If you hadn’t been covering yourself earlier and just pushed their 'Great Buddha' back, we might’ve won..."
"No, it’s not about covering or not!"
Zhong Yi’s face flushed as he retorted.
"It was the third-party interference—understand?"
He then launched into an analysis of the enemy’s timing and the advantages of third-party ambushes.
"Huh... that actually makes sense?"
Zhou Yue nodded repeatedly.
They’d fought tooth and nail in Celestial City, wiping out three teams at Celestial Bridge—only to get cleaned up by a fresh, full squad.
How infuriating was that?
But there was nothing they could do.
Post-battle, their health wasn’t fully restored, and they had no ultimates ready.
Facing a team with ultimates without any of their own was a death sentence!
Especially against a team-wide control ultimate like Temuer’s.
One whirlwind to cut off retreat, and escape was impossible!
"So you’re saying... we need to adjust our strategy? Prioritize third-party fights, and we need a Temuer?"
After Zhong Yi’s explanation, Zhou Yue had an epiphany.
"Exactly."
Zhong Yi nodded, then clapped Mu Yawen on the shoulder.
"Brother Mu, why don’t you try Temuer? The team needs that role."
"Sure, no problem!"
Mu Yawen grinned goofily, agreeing without hesitation.
He never doubted Zhong Yi’s judgment.
Plus, Temuer looked burly—right up his alley.
The trio queued up again.
By now, "Naraka: Bladepoint" had surged in popularity, and their queue time was even shorter than before.
Zhou Yue as Ji Canghai and Mu Yawen as Temuer appeared simultaneously on the starting island.
Only Zhong Yi was missing.
"Old Zhong, why haven’t you picked yet?"
Zhou Yue asked curiously.
"I’m... considering switching characters."
Zhong Yi replied.
The memory of the "crotch-covering Great Buddha" was too embarrassing.
He decided to explore other options.
After scanning the roster, his eyes settled on a refined, scholarly-looking Taoist character.
"You’ll do."
In the next moment, Zhong Yi transformed into Wuchen, two pale locks of hair framing his forehead, giving him an elegant air.
"What’s this guy even do?"
Zhou Yue frowned.
He’d encountered Wuchen twice before.
The green sword energy hovering behind him looked intimidating, but both times, Zhou Yue had obliterated him instantly.
"You’ll see soon enough..."
Zhong Yi smirked mysteriously.
This time, they avoided Celestial City.
Since their plan was to third-party fights, maintaining their own condition was crucial.
Following Zhong Yi’s suggestion, they landed at a remote area near Celestial City—the Abandoned Kiln.
Watching the swarm of players descending on Celestial City from above, Zhong Yi couldn’t help but admire his own wisdom.
In this era where everyone fought to become Celestial City’s ruler, competing for golden weapons and armor in the core zones, places like the Abandoned Kiln were practically deserted.
Zhong Yi had Mu Yawen drag Zhou Yue along while he looted the area with painstaking slowness, securing a mix of blue and purple gear for the team.
Compared to their last bloodbath in Celestial City, their equipment was leagues better.
"Alright, Celestial City’s probably winding down now..."
Zhong Yi glanced at his fully charged ultimate gauge and grinned.
"Time to crash the party!"
【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.)
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.
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
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."
