Mu Yawen's Illusion World.
Follow my movements. Hah!
Hah!
Tighten your core, put power into your upper body! Hah!
Hah!
...
In front of two training dummies, one large and one small, Mu Yawen led Su Di'er in holding a horse stance, throwing punches again and again.
The young girl followed Mu Yawen's movements, her forehead covered in beads of sweat, her cheeks flushed red.
Li Ang...
Call me Master!
Oh... Master.
The young girl curled her lips, showing a hint of dissatisfaction; she seemed to prefer the name Li Ang.
This doesn't seem quite like the assassin training I imagined...
Su Di'er hesitated to speak.
In the stories she had heard from the storytellers, the protagonists—whether killers or assassins—were always unfathomable and shrouded in mystery.
Doing muscle training like this all the time was truly not what she had expected.
Mu Yawen thought nothing of it. With a brute-force punch, he smashed the training dummy in front of him into splinters.
Today, your master will teach you that fists are the only absolute truth!
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Zhong Yi's Illusion World.
What is this?
Mm, Red... Red Flame Fruit?
Correct. And this?
Green, Green, Green...
Faced with Zhong Yi's question, the girl stammered for a long time, trying hard to recall the knowledge she had learned in recent days.
Green Sorrow Powder.
Right, right, right! Green Sorrow Powder!
If you mix these two together, what effect will it have?
Su Di'er blinked her eyes. I don't know...
Su Di'er, think about it carefully... The Red Flame Fruit has a fierce medicinal property, while the Green Sorrow Powder is cold in nature...
Zhong Yi reminded her patiently.
A laxative!
Su Di'er's eyes lit up as she shouted the answer.
That's right.
Zhong Yi nodded in satisfaction.
This was his third day as Su Di'er's master in the illusion.
For three days, he had been teaching Su Di'er various kinds of knowledge daily.
Poison crafting, Gu worms, drawing arrays...
As long as it was something that required intellect rather than manual labor, Zhong Yi was an expert.
Laxative, laxative... wait!
Su Di'er seemed to suddenly remember something, stroking her chin and muttering to herself.
Yesterday, I heard the shop waiter gossiping. He said a gang leader at Sun Moon Villa was assassinated. Coincidentally, the minions guarding the room were all busy having diarrhea at the time... Could it be...
The young girl slyly shifted her gaze upward, looking at Zhong Yi.
No, I didn't do that!
Zhong Yi's old face blushed as he hurriedly shook his head.
Using such an assassination method to cleverly achieve a perfect rating was one thing, but having it reach the ears of his little fangirl was another matter entirely.
I knew it. That doesn't fit my impression of an assassin at all. An assassin should be, well, masked, cold, cool... the kind that kills without a trace.
The girl curled her lips, not suspecting him further.
Behind her, Zhong Yi clutched his chest, his heart aching like it was being cut by a knife.
By the way, Li Ang.
Su Di'er suddenly turned back, her eyes full of expectation.
Last time you said you would temper my body and guide me into the Dao...
When do we start?
Hearing this question, Zhong Yi fell into an awkward silence.
The bullet screen comments in the live stream immediately started teasing him.
Three days in, and he still hasn't cleared that pill dungeon...
Why don't we just give up and buy a common Body Tempering Pill from Old Wang?
Do you think the streamer doesn't want to teach her fighting and killing? The streamer only knows these crooked paths!
I feel like Zhong looks exactly like a poor father being asked for an expensive gift by his daughter right now.
Can he refuse? He has to give it!
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In fact, Zhong Yi was the first player to discover that orthodox cultivation techniques could be obtained from side quests.
There were many ways to temper Su Di'er's body and help her enter the Dao.
There was more than one quest.
The grade of the body-tempering pills and cultivation techniques obtained from each quest varied.
Currently, the quest clue Zhong Yi had obtained from the little beggar—regarding the Body Tempering Pill that the Chen family in the small town had bought for a heavy sum at an auction—was the highest-level reward among all the quests.
High-level rewards corresponded to extremely abnormal quest difficulty.
The difficulty of the Chen Family Estate dungeon was considerably high.
Zhong Yi had tried bitterly for a long time, but he hadn't cleared it a single time.
He could only look for other methods while raising his assassin level.
As for low-tier pills?
He didn't want to use them.
He only wanted to give Su Di'er the best pills to lay a solid foundation so that her future path to immortality would be smoother.
To create the best conditions for Su Di'er, Zhong Yi had even thought about concocting the pill recipe himself.
He knew a thing or two about alchemy.
For this kind of body-tempering pill, he could casually write out dozens of top-quality recipes.
And he had indeed found a place where he could gather herbs.
Unfortunately, knowledge from reality did not apply here.
Many things in this illusion world were fictional.
Similar to reality, yet different.
Lu Ze had made it this way on purpose.
Otherwise, if players could manufacture pills and write cultivation techniques themselves, the quests and various system settings in the illusion would become obsolete and lose their meaning.
Faced with Su Di'er's inquiry, Zhong Yi felt incredibly guilty.
He placed some simple herbs in front of Su Di'er.
Configure these herbs according to the method I taught you. I will check them when I return.
What about you?
Su Di'er asked curiously.
Zhong Yi took a deep breath, his gaze incredibly firm.
Master is going to open the path to immortality for you!
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Fifteen minutes later.
Mission Failed!
You died miserably under the siege of the Chen family guards...
Restart from Checkpoint / Exit Illusion
Looking at the bloody system prompt, Zhong Yi gritted his teeth in hatred.
Bastards, bastards!
Am I forced to let my Su Di'er be inferior to others...
Zhong Yi roared at the sky, beating his chest and stomping his feet as he resurrected at the save point.
Seeing that everyone else in the forum had already successfully tempered their Su Di'er's body and stepped into the path of cultivation, while his Su Di'er was still a mortal, Zhong Yi couldn't help but feel extremely anxious.
With no other choice, he could only walk toward the restaurant where assassin missions were accepted, as if resigning himself to fate.
The restaurant owner had pills and techniques that could be bought with money.
Although the price was not cheap, it would only take a few missions to afford.
Zhong Yi had already saved enough while leveling up his assassin rank recently.
It was just that the grade of these pills and techniques was far inferior compared to those from the hidden quests.
As he passed a pavilion, he heard a voice full of vigor shout:
Young man, this old man has been waiting for a long time!
Realizing he was being called, Zhong Yi paused for a moment and looked up.
This was a hidden quest he had accidentally triggered while exploring the illusion on the first day.
After winning a game of Go against the old man, the old man had asked him to battle again in three days.
So much time had passed that he had forgotten about it.
I...
Zhong Yi wanted to decline, but on second thought, this was a hidden quest after all, so he decided to give it a try.
Anyway, winning against an old man at chess would be quick for him.
With that in mind, he cupped his fists in greeting.
Then, excuse my offense!
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."
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
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!
