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 How should I put it, isn't it a bit outdated?"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!"
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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!"
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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.
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."
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
