"Slash, slash again!"
"Blocking the poison zone, huh? Still blocking it?! How about now?!"
Mu Yawen and Zhou Yue fought with reckless abandon, utterly exhilarated.
After struggling to reach the edge of the safe zone, they were ambushed by a group of sneaky campers?
This infuriated them beyond measure.
Fortunately, the three opponents weren’t skilled enough, allowing Zhong Yi and his team to break through into the safe zone, triggering an intense battle.
After a desperate struggle, Zhong Yi, Zhou Yue, and Mu Yawen were left in rough shape.
But in the end, their enemies fared even worse.
Temuer and Yoto-hime had already turned into Soul Tombs, leaving only a lone JiNian to endure the trio’s relentless beating.
The JiNian player’s health was hanging by a thread, just one hit away from defeat.
"Kill!!!"
Zhou Yue raised his Tang Blade, certain of victory.
"Hahaha! You think you can 1v3 and turn this around?"
Zhong Yi laughed heartily, taking a subtle step back.
A faint blue aura began condensing around him.
While passing by the enemy’s Soul Tomb earlier, he had been drawn to a golden glow inside—snatching a purple longsword and a golden Souljade: [Phoenix Feather].
A golden skill Souljade—this was his first time seeing one.
Rumored to split the sword’s charged energy slash into two separate strikes!
With victory assured, Zhong Yi decided to end the fight in the most stylish way possible.
"Ha!"
With a sharp cry, two golden sword beams shot from the blade’s edge.
But at that very moment, JiNian instinctively crossed her spear in front of her chest, a red glow rising from her dantian.
Parry!
Clang!
The two sword beams were violently deflected back.
Mu Yawen and Zhou Yue, who had just raised their weapons, along with Zhong Yi, who was mid-sheathe, were all caught off guard—stunned by the rebounding slashes.
"???"
Under their shocked gazes, JiNian’s body became enveloped in golden light.
The execution move after a successful parry—Dragon’s Wrath!
Swish!
JiNian lunged forward, skewering all three in a straight line before spinning her spear wildly, battering them relentlessly.
Already at half health, the trio took the full brunt of the rebounded slashes, followed by a devastating Dragon’s Wrath—instantly wiping them out.
"Whoa, Senior Brother Zhong, how can her spear shoot sword beams?!"
"...No idea."
"Damn it, Zhong! Even if you’d just stood there doing nothing, we’d have won!!!"
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Less than three hours after its release, Naraka: Bladepoint had exploded in popularity.
Even Immortal vs. Demon, the long-reigning champion, was facing an unprecedented challenge.
No surprise there.
The battle royale + xianxia fusion was tailor-made for cultivators’ tastes.
And its mechanics—
Combat mind games, shrinking poison zones, scavenging for gear and armor, airdrops…
How could cultivators resist such fresh and thrilling gameplay?
One match was all it took to get hooked!
The Naraka forums were already ablaze with activity.
[Celestial City, 2/3, need a Sand Sage!]
[Ugh, so many campers already… Lu the Demon ruined the meta!]
[This illusion realm is insane… Lu the Demon’s a freaking genius!]
[Compared to this, Illusion Alliance’s stuff is pure garbage.]
[Fellow Daoists, explain this—why would anyone play Yoto-hime as her original character?? Psychological warfare! The trauma is real!]
[Ah, a fellow connoisseur of pale beauty.]
[Can’t bring myself to hit female characters using their original looks… Lu the Demon is corrupting my Dao heart!]
[Is it just me, or are more and more Daoists cross-dressing in-game?]
[Ning Hongye, Sand Sage, Tianhai Grandmaster—try them and you’ll see!]
[I don’t care, Hotaru is the best.]
[Help: Why do enemies always focus-fire me when I play Hotaru?]
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Naraka: Bladepoint had undeniably become the cultivators’ ultimate playground.
In just one day, it showed signs of overtaking Immortal vs. Demon.
Unlike other illusion realms, Naraka had one key advantage—
Not only did young disciples love it, even sect elders were getting addicted!
Even the most stubborn traditionalists, who once scoffed at illusion realms, were slowly converting.
Lu Ze could see the shift in his Demonic Value gains.
Single-digit increases had become rare—now, jumps of 7-8 points, even double digits, were happening more and more frequently.
Watching the soaring numbers in his system log, Lu Ze smirked. "Now, if only sect masters of that caliber could fall into the trap…"
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Lingxiao Sect, forbidden grounds.
As usual, the sect master’s body cycled cultivation techniques, seeking a breakthrough.
Meanwhile, his divine consciousness lingered in an illusion realm, absorbing purified spiritual energy.
The realm? Still Minecraft.
An elder from the Tianxuan Sect had once hinted that remnants of the Heavenly Dao resided within Minecraft.
He wasn’t here for entertainment—only to seek the Dao’s secrets.
Alas, success eluded him.
Still, the realm’s spiritual energy was purer than the outside world, so he’d grown accustomed to cultivating this way.
Just as he meditated inside his cobblestone hut, a forced pop-up materialized before him.
[Naraka: Bladepoint launches today! Unbound by flesh, infinite in Dao! Click to enter the battlefield~]
The sect master frowned, flicking the pop-up into oblivion.
"‘Unbound by flesh, infinite in Dao’? Hmph. These realms grow more gimmicky by the day."
He scoffed, utterly uninterested.
All he cared about was cultivation and absorbing energy.
The setting didn’t matter.
As for battling inside an illusion realm—
And against juniors, no less?
No interest.
None whatsoever.
Yet moments later, another pop-up appeared.
[SHOCKING: Multiple cultivators from the Five Great Sects attain enlightenment in Naraka: Bladepoint! The Heavenly Dao’s secrets lie within… (Click to join)]
"!!!!"
The sect master jolted upright and clicked instantly.
This was a specially crafted pop-up by Lu Ze—clicking it triggered an automatic Naraka download.
Soon, the pixelated block world dissolved.
After a dizzying swirl of light, his surroundings morphed into the jungles of Holoroth.
The sect master blinked, muttering to himself:
"Something tells me…"
"I’ve been tricked…"
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.”
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.
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."
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
