"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…"
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.
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.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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."
