Faced with such a bold declaration, Zhong Yi was momentarily stunned.
He couldn't help but wonder how he would answer if he were in this situation.
"Love? Death?"
Inside the movie, Li Ang shook his head with feigned disdain.
"Spare me, Su Di'er... I am tired of these childish games of playing house."
"You think this is just a game?"
Su Di'er seemed to have made up her mind. She pulled open a drawer and took out an exquisitely crafted hand crossbow.
"Fine, then let's play a game... the kind you taught me."
Saying this, she took out four purple-black poison bolts and placed them one by one into the special cylinder in the center of the crossbow.
The girl spun the cylinder, the bolts making a harsh creaking sound.
This "game" was very familiar to the cultivators.
It was the life-gambling game from the "Liar's Teahouse."
The difference was that in the "Liar's Teahouse," only one bolt was placed in the five-slot cylinder; but in Su Di'er's hand, there were four bolts in the five slots.
It was no exaggeration to call it a suicide attempt.
Under the shocked gazes of the audience, Su Di'er aimed the crossbow at her own temple.
"If I win, you have to let me stay by your side... for a lifetime."
The girl's gaze was firm.
Li Ang did not meet her eyes. "And if you lose?"
"Then you can go back to being alone, just like before."
Hearing this answer, Li Ang finally looked at Su Di'er. "You will lose, Su Di'er... I heard it. The first slot holds a bolt. You will die."
"So what? Even if the bolt pierces my head right in front of you... what will you do?"
The girl asked back provocatively.
"I won't do anything."
Li Ang took a deep breath and answered slowly.
"I hope you aren't lying, Li Ang."
Su Di'er paused, tears shimmering in her eyes.
"I hope that deep in your heart, you have no love for me at all."
"Because, if there is even a tiny bit..."
"You will regret not saying anything to me..."
As the girl spoke, her eyes grew redder.
Large teardrops rolled down from her beautiful eyes.
Speaking, Su Di'er took the crossbow and pressed it against her temple.
As if she had made up her mind, the girl took a deep look at Li Ang, then shut her eyes tight.
"Li Ang, I love you."
At the same moment, the cinematic ended, and Zhong Yi gained control of the character.
A mission objective instantly popped up in the top right corner:
[Main Mission: Stop Su Di'er's "Game"]
"Wha—"
Zhong Yi froze for a second, then reacted immediately.
He sprang up, grabbed Su Di'er's wrist, and jerked it upward.
"Bang—!!"
The crossbow bolt buried itself deep into the roof beam.
"Huff... huff..."
Zhong Yi gasped for air heavily.
The switch between the movie and the illusion gameplay was too sudden. Being someone with slow reflexes, he almost didn't make it, breaking out in a cold sweat.
The girl in front of him was crying and laughing at the same time.
"I won, Li Ang."
...
...
[Main Mission Updated.]
[Main Mission: Raise Su Di'er to Level 50]
[New Permission Unlocked: You may now take Su Di'er on missions. Mission experience will be shared.]
Seeing the new system prompts, Zhong Yi was overjoyed.
Before, raising Su Di'er and performing missions were separate activities; now, they were combined into one.
After Su Di'er won that absurd game, Li Ang finally laid his cards on the table with the tavern owner, applying for a temporary assassin identity for Su Di'er.
His excuse was that he was injured and needed an assistant.
Thus, the two began their legitimate cooperation.
In the original movie, this part was skipped over quickly; but in the illusion, Lu Ze had turned it into the main storyline for the mid-to-late game.
Taking Su Di'er into dungeons, doing missions, exploring towns.
The new raising mechanics and the two-player dungeon mode elevated the playability of the entire illusion to another level.
However, at this moment, the forum reviews for *This Demon Cultivator Isn't Too Cold* were in a heated debate.
The reason was that for most players, the storyline had just reached the "Love or Death" chapter.
Cultivators were very divided on the plot point where Li Ang refused to take revenge for Su Di'er.
Those against Li Ang felt that since he had feelings for Su Di'er, he should avenge her.
Those who supported Li Ang were divided into three factions.
One faction believed Li Ang's personal strength was insufficient to fight the government, so refusing was wise.
Another believed Li Ang wanted to keep Su Di'er innocent and didn't want her to stain her hands with blood.
The last faction believed in the principle of "better a fellow Daoist die than this poor priest"—avoiding karma and focusing solely on the Dao was the correct path.
In short, the arguments between the sides were fierce.
Of course, if the cultivators hadn't been so deeply immersed, it probably wouldn't have been this intense.
Outside, it was just past midnight.
Lu Ze's illusion had been released in the morning, and the cultivators had unwittingly played for nearly a whole day.
...
Meanwhile.
Green Mountain Sect.
Zhang Yuxian looked at the vote count in the illusion network and couldn't help but beam with joy.
The Green Mountain Sect's *Legend of Slaying Demons* was far ahead of the pack, leading by a wide margin and still rising.
On one hand, this illusion was pre-made by the experts of the time and incorporated all the novel features of Lu Ze's illusions.
On the other hand, *Legend of Slaying Demons* was released earliest, so the most cultivators had experienced it.
As for Lu Ze's *This Demon Cultivator Isn't Too Cold*, it was very quiet.
Almost no one had voted for it.
"Elder Zhang! That kid really is finished... The forums are full of curses! Hahaha!"
Yang Zhengxin walked over laughing, absolutely delighted.
In the past, which of Lu Ze's illusions wasn't praised by everyone?
But this time, with *This Demon Cultivator Isn't Too Cold*?
People were arguing endlessly, and quite a few were cursing it!
"Hehe, as a member of the Righteous Path, he dares to use a demonic cultivator as the protagonist... This boy is too arrogant."
Zhang Yuxian sneered.
It was now past midnight, and voting had officially begun.
The results would be out by noon.
Based on the current momentum, Lu Ze was sure to lose.
However, Zhang Yuxian felt that...
The number of people voting seemed a bit lower than expected...
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?!
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.”
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."
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
