Very soon.
Ten days later.
The first batch of illusion realms gradually began to make their mark.
In the forums, the discussions among the cultivators grew increasingly heated.
" 'Demonic Cave Exploration'? Isn't this just 'Demonic Cult Escape'... How should I put it, isn't it a bit outdated?"
" 'Spirit Pets Slay Demonic Cultivators' really made me laugh! Since when do spirit foxes spit peas?? Could you at least plagiarize in a more logical way..."
"This 'Secret Realm Battlefield' is too crappy... The troop types are clearly similar to 'Immortal Realm Hegemony', but the gameplay feel is just too terrible!"
"The way I see it, it really isn't the Heavenly Dao protecting Old Demon Lu, but truly no one in this world except Old Demon Lu can figure out how to make these illusion realms properly!"
"Speaking of which, where did Old Demon Lu go? How come he hasn't been seen for so long?"
"Hahaha, I heard that 'This Demonic Cultivator is Not Too Cold' angered his fellow sect member, True Disciple Li. Li beat him half to death overnight, and he's still recovering from his injuries right now!"
"Well beaten!"
"I actually think that 'Cultivation World' produced by the Illusion Alliance is pretty good."
" 'Cultivation World'? Isn't that just a rip-off of 'My World'? Aside from the slightly brighter colors, is there any difference?"
"Yeah, so it's pretty much the same playing in any illusion realm... But it can't be helped since the Illusion Alliance is so powerful. Many disciples from major sects and factions have run off to 'Cultivation World'."
"Damn, the Illusion Alliance's actions are way too despicable!"
...
...
At the same time.
Luofeng Continent, Illusion Alliance Headquarters.
"Congratulations, congratulations, Fellow Daoist Falcon's 'Cultivation World' is quite successful!"
Thunderous applause and cheers rang out from the surroundings from time to time.
"You flatter me, it is all thanks to the Alliance Leader's excellent suggestions, which pointed me in the right direction."
Standing in the center, wearing an eagle mask, Falcon proudly puffed out his chest, raising his wine cup to respond to the crowd.
Having said that, he glanced at Inner Demon from the corner of his eye, only to see the other party standing calmly at the edge of the crowd, seemingly pondering something.
'Heh, speaking of righteousness on the surface, but aren't you actually just jealous of your subordinates' achievements?'
The corners of Falcon's mouth beneath the mask let out an almost imperceptible sneer.
Relying on the massive influence of the Illusion Alliance, many sects directly issued orders commanding their disciples to abandon "My World" and switch to "Cultivation World".
Some went even further, offering rewards like spirit stones and contribution points.
Therefore, the player traffic of "Cultivation World" instantly became massive.
Now, his "Cultivation World" was the first among the Illusion Alliance to achieve results.
According to the standards of the Heavenly Dao, the excellent are rewarded.
Once he reaped the rewards of the Heavenly Dao, both his status and cultivation base would advance further. When that time came, replacing the Alliance Leader might not be impossible.
'Hehe, how will Lord Heavenly Dao reward me?'
He was right in the middle of his sweet dream.
Suddenly, a massive rift tore open across the firmament within the grotto-heaven.
The gigantic pupil of the Heavenly Dao's remnant spirit quietly appeared from within that rift.
The crowd present burst into an uproar, but then fell utterly silent in an instant.
Only Falcon, standing in the center, was incredibly excited.
Just a moment ago he was dreaming sweetly, wondering what reward the Heavenly Dao would bestow upon him.
To think his dream would come true so quickly!?
This Heavenly Dao was just too efficient!
Thinking this, he excitedly bowed his body in a respectful salute, unable to conceal the inner excitement in his words:
"Lord Heavenly Dao..."
Then, before his voice even faded, he felt an indescribable gaze fall upon his back.
The Heavenly Dao was looking at him!
That feeling of sitting on pins and needles, of his hair standing on end, rendered him, someone who had long since stepped into the Void Refinement Realm, almost completely unable to move!
Right at this moment, the Heavenly Dao slowly spoke:
"The inferior..."
"Shall be punished!"

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.”

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"

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."