Top-tier movie scripts coupled with a novel open-world design.
By the time the plot reached the point of taking Su Di'er as an apprentice, "This Demon Cultivator Isn't Too Cold" had already triggered a frenzy within the cultivator community.
A solitary demon cultivator assassin and a lonely mortal girl. Two characters magnetically drawn to one another made the cultivators eagerly anticipate what would happen next.
The most interesting part was that after the cultivators exchanged their experiences, they discovered that the Su Di'er in everyone's illusion was not entirely the same.
Aside from her performance in the fixed plotlines, as well as certain specific camera angles and dialogue, the things she did and the words she spoke were unique to every player!
This greatly increased the cultivators' sense of immersion, and every single one of them wanted to raise her into an outstanding Righteous Path cultivator.
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Lingxiao Sect, Lingyu Pavilion.
The main server world of the illusion.
"Such a tiny illusion actually took you seven days... what exactly did you do?"
The Heavenly Dao Remnant Spirit looked down from above at the countless screens of the "This Demon Cultivator Isn't Too Cold" illusion worlds floating in the space, feeling slightly puzzled.
He knew Lu Ze's attainments in illusions all too well.
The scope of "This Demon Cultivator Isn't Too Cold" was practically child's play compared to illusions like "Clash of Immortals and Demons" or "Naraka: Bladepoint."
The combat skills within it were also quite primitive.
According to the Heavenly Dao Remnant Spirit's understanding of Lu Ze, such an illusion should have been completed within three days.
Yet, Lu Ze had stalled until the very last moment before the deadline to barely hand in his answer.
"I created a special formation... speaking of which, I have you to thank."
Lu Ze replied with a beaming smile.
"Thank me?"
The Heavenly Dao Remnant Spirit was even more confused.
"That's right." Lu Ze nodded. "The root of this formation comes from those... runes around you."
Lu Ze pointed to the fragmented runes looming faintly around the Heavenly Dao Remnant Spirit's body.
"What do you mean?"
The Heavenly Dao Remnant Spirit still did not understand.
Lu Ze smiled mysteriously, then pointed to the infinite number of illusion worlds before the Heavenly Dao Remnant Spirit.
"The characters in each illusion don't just mechanically read their fixed lines; they have to coordinate with the player's actions."
"Every player's personality and playstyle are different, so the variables involved are practically infinite."
"How do you make infinite parallel worlds eventually lead to a unified ending?"
At this point, the Heavenly Dao Remnant Spirit revealed a rare look of shock:
"You... you comprehended the Heavenly Dao!?"
"Just a little bit... but it's enough for an illusion."
Lu Ze admitted it carelessly.
To guide different world lines toward the same conclusion, an invisible hand is needed to direct the general trend of the entire world.
In a sense, this "hand" is the "Heavenly Dao" of this illusion.
"To do something like that, you would need a powerful soul vessel, and one that can precisely grasp the direction of the world..."
The Heavenly Dao Remnant Spirit spoke thoughtfully, but halfway through, he suddenly looked at Lu Ze in astonishment.
Because above the sky of the "This Demon Cultivator Isn't Too Cold" illusion, he sensed an energy that was homologous to Lu Ze!
"Uh, found out so quickly?"
Lu Ze rubbed his head and didn't hide it.
The one acting as the "Heavenly Dao" in the illusion was Lu Ze himself.
He had intentionally died hundreds and thousands of times within the illusion to obtain his own Cyber Soul using this method.
Powerful illusion control capabilities, the degree of mastery over the world's direction...
Only he himself could be competent for the position of "Heavenly Dao."
The Heavenly Dao Remnant Spirit looked at Lu Ze with a complex gaze.
"Entering the game personally to spy on the heavenly secrets... you are not simple..."
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regarding how to raise Su Di'er, every player had their own methods.
Their styles were also not quite the same.
In Zhou Yue's illusion world.
Swish, swish, swish—
Zhou Yue's figure moved like a ghost, weaving between several fierce beasts.
The moment his dagger pierced the chest of one beast, his other hand raised a hand crossbow and aimed at the eye of a beast behind him.
In almost an instant, three fierce beasts died simultaneously under his attacks.
"Did you see clearly?"
"I think... so?"
"Did you learn it?"
"Maybe... perhaps?"
"Then you try it once?"
"???"
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In Li Morang's illusion world.
Beneath a rushing waterfall, Su Di'er sat upright on a rock, allowing the water to batter her body.
Li Morang sat quietly on a stone by the shore.
In a side quest, Li Morang had found a low-tier cultivation method for Su Di'er called the "Goddess Sword Heart Art."
At this moment, he was guiding her into the path of cultivation in a cruel manner.
"Do you see that sword?"
"No..."
"Then keep looking."
"Okay."
The young girl gritted her teeth, licking the corners of her bruised lips; her face was almost devoid of color.
Li Morang stood up expressionlessly, poured a cup of ginger tea from a flask, and placed it by the shore.
He was just waiting for the girl to reach her limit so he could hand it to her.
[Behavior Points -2 (Li Ang thinks goat milk is superior to tea water)]
"Ginger shreds... goat milk?"
Li Morang whispered softly, a smile curling his lips.
"Truly worthy of you."
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In Zhou Qiaoling's illusion world.
"Little sister, do you see that person wearing green clothes? The fabric of those clothes is top quality at a glance. You go beg from him later, and I'll take the opportunity to swipe his wallet."
After listening to Zhou Qiaoling's instructions, Su Di'er shook her head dizzily.
"Li Ang, didn't you say you were going to teach me the methods of killing?"
"You are just a beginner; you must not be overly hasty."
Zhou Qiaoling put on the airs of a transcendent expert.
"Do you think I am teaching you to commit theft?"
"No, no..."
"For a killer, what matters is the state of mind. If you can't even maintain peace of mind during a small scene like stealing, how can you keep a cool head when killing?"
"Besides, what we are doing isn't called stealing. Can the affairs of an assassin be called stealing?"
"I've investigated this person. He's a neighborhood bully; his family doesn't have a single penny of clean money!"
"We call this robbing the rich to help the poor. Of course, we are also part of the poor..."
"Holy crap!! Why have all my behavior points been deducted!!!"
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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?!
