When designing "This Demon Cultivator is Not Too Cold", Lu Ze added some truly "malicious" elements.
During every interaction Su Di'er had with "Li Ang", she would leave behind special, subtle memory triggers tailored to his style.
For example, a secretly written diary, a drawing hidden inside a doll, or a gift bought with money she saved up for "Li Ang"...
As the plot progressed, these details would always be "inadvertently" discovered by the players, like hidden Easter eggs.
Most players would smile from the bottom of their hearts.
When the story neared its end and Su Di'er blocked that fatal sword strike for the player, these special memory triggers would once again "inadvertently" appear before them.
The lethality of such a design was extraordinary.
Simply put, the players went crazy.
From Golden Core cultivators at the bottom to Soul Formation experts at the top, and even those of higher realms, everyone spared no effort in pouring in their spiritual energy, wanting revenge and wanting to rewrite the ending.
At this moment, the forum for "This Demon Cultivator is Not Too Cold" was filled with wailing and despair.
[My Su Di'er!!]
[Old Demon Lu, you are so vicious!]
[I mean, if this illusion had to be designed like this, you might as well have just stabbed me...]
[Sigh, can't we just survive together with Su Di'er?]
[The righteous and demonic paths cannot coexist... they cannot coexist!]
[Sigh!!! It shouldn't be like this!!!]
[No, I'm going to kill Shi Dan one more time, damn it!]
[Once a day!]
[There's no need to be that merciful.]
[You guys can bring your cultivation bases in to kill Shi Dan, but who considered the feelings of us Foundation Establishment ants...]
[Qi Condensation ants are shivering in fear...]
[Those with insufficient cultivation can borrow it from friends. At least Old Demon Lu is somewhat humane in this regard.]
[Damn, that's a thing? Add me, I'll help you with my spiritual energy!]
[Count me in! Anyone below Golden Core, add me. I'll help you kill Shi Dan for free!!!]
[Fellow Daoists, after venting your anger, don't forget to vote for Old Demon Lu... He deserves to die, but the illusion doesn't!]
[Right! Vote!!]
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...
Regarding the issue of insufficient cultivation realms, Lu Ze had anticipated it early on.
Although Qi Condensation and Foundation Establishment cultivators provided fewer Demonic Path Points, he didn't want to let even the smallest bit of meat slip by. Thus, he added a setting that allowed friends to "pay on their behalf."
Given the players' hatred for Shi Dan, there was no shortage of big shots willing to selflessly contribute.
The reality was just as he expected; a wave of "carrying newbies" swept through the forum.
Countless streams of spiritual energy rose from all over and converged toward the illusion...
...
The Remnant Spirit of the Heavenly Dao, located in the Tianxuan Sect, felt the spiritual energy continuously surging from the illusion, its eyes full of shock.
Nourished by the majestic spiritual energy, the incomplete runic halo behind it began to slowly repair itself.
It had never imagined that a mere mortal could possess such methods!
Even during its peak, gathering this level of spiritual energy would not have been an easy task!
"This boy..."
"Is unfathomable..."
...
...
On the other side.
The main arena of the Xianyuan Continent.
Time ticked by.
Seeing that the incense on the table was about to burn out while the pillar of light behind Lu Ze remained unchanged, Zhang Yuxian completely let go of his lingering anxiety.
At this moment, Lu Ze was happily narrowing his eyes, stretching lazily in enjoyment.
A pleasant voice kept echoing in his ears:
[Demonic Path Points +100]
[Demonic Path Points +666]
[Demonic Path Points +100]
[Demonic Path Points +999]
...
In "This Demon Cultivator is Not Too Cold", the difficulty of the instance was not high, so the players' death count was much lower than in other games.
However,
Lu Ze's system had long since upgraded.
Intense emotions could also generate Demonic Path Points!
The stronger the emotion, the higher the Demonic Path Points generated!
At this very moment, massive amounts of Demonic Path Points were continuously converging toward him!
Just thinking about the incomparably pained expressions of the cultivators made Lu Ze beam with joy.
Exhilarating!
Simply too exhilarating!
Although the emotional value generated by sorrow was only a one-time thing, the amount was comparable to a player dying tens of thousands of times in the illusion!
Moreover, the higher their cultivation realm and the more miserably they cried, the more terrifying the Demonic Path Points they generated!
"Little friend Lu... time is almost up," Zhang Yuxian reminded him with a smile.
"It seems that even those favored by the Heavenly Dao will have a day of defeat."
"Elder Zhang, what's the rush? The good show is just about to begin..."
Lu Ze opened his eyes and unhurriedly crossed his arms over his chest.
The next moment,
From all directions across the Tianxuan Continent,
Countless violent streams of spiritual energy roared into the sky!
At the same time...
Behind Lu Ze, the pillar of light used to display the number of votes suddenly flared with brilliant light!
[Let me report on my recent situation.]
[Actually, after a month of decadence in August, I seriously came back to write in September. I resumed updates for nearly 20 days until I tested positive for COVID again and was sick for quite a while.]
[During those days of paused updates due to illness, I discovered something: there is absolutely no difference in traffic and revenue whether I update normally or just drop a chapter every few days.]
[That burst of motivation I had built up just drained away completely. Because I know that no matter how hard I try to update, this book has reached its end and won't rise again.]
[But it really shouldn't be like this for this book.]
[Setting everything else aside, just the recently updated "This Demon Cultivator is Not Too Cold" would be enough to double my results if I posted it somewhere else.]
[But here, it is just an obscure, dead book abandoned by the algorithm.]
[I'm not saying this place is bad, it's just that the algorithm is too cold. Everyone's enthusiasm can't help me, and I just happen to be the unlucky Zhou Yue, lacking a bit of attention from the Remnant Spirit of the Heavenly Dao.]
[I had originally prepared many games, but I won't push them out for now because I don't want to waste my inspiration and creativity here. So this book will update rather slowly (probably weekly updates). Even if I write new games, they might not be as interesting as they are now. Friends who seek quality can treat this "Demon Cultivator" arc as the ending.]
[I will probably prepare a new book soon, though I'm not sure where I'll publish it.]
[If the new book flops too, I might bring my inspiration and creativity back to this book.]
[If one day you suddenly find this book resuming daily updates, it probably means the new book flopped again... So everyone, wish for my new book to flop~]
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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!
