"Stop nagging, Old Zhong, I didn't do it on purpose... Wasn't I just trying to repay a drop of water with a bursting spring?"
Zhou Yue blushed, and Mu Yawen was also scolded by Zhong Yi so much that she couldn't even lift her head.
He had taken Mu Yawen to brave the Covert Ascension game, but ended up squandering all of her assets within two days, and even got her completely addicted to it.
They even sold their storage boxes, clamoring about some "last dance."
"Who repays a favor like that? You're biting the hand that feeds you!!!"
Zhong Yi glared at the two of them.
Getting addicted to Covert Ascension was not a good thing, especially when it came to the aggressive playstyles.
Unless you were a rat player like Zhou Qiaoling, who entered with minimal gear for hatchet runs and evacuated as soon as her Samsara Seal was full, Zhong Yi had never seen anyone who dabbled in the aggressive playstyle not go bankrupt.
As the saying goes, there is always a higher mountain.
Zhou Yue was certainly formidable, but he wasn't the only expert in this world.
If three experts jump-peeked him together, how could even Zhou Yue handle it?
Successfully extracting once certainly earned a lot, but if an aggressive player died just once, the value of the dropped equipment started at two million.
Even if they did extract, the wear and tear on spirit bullets, pills, and the like would still cost nearly a million.
Therefore, playing aggressively didn't make money; it only ruined families.
Unless it was three Zhou Yues playing together.
"Old Zhong, how do you have the nerve to say that? If the two of us can't extract, you have to take the lion's share of the blame!!"
Zhou Yue suddenly looked at Zhong Yi with extreme resentment.
"What does it have to do with me? I haven't entered the illusion realm for five days!"
Zhong Yi expressed his confusion.
"It's all because of that bridge-camping strategy you invented! You have no idea what the environment in Covert Ascension is like right now. There are bridge-camping dogs in every match, making it impossible to extract..."
Zhou Yue didn't even realize that he had habitually started calling bridge-camping players bridge dogs, even though he himself was among the first batch of bridge campers.
"Ah? Is... is it really that bad..."
Zhong Yi blinked.
It seemed... it really was.
He invented this strategy himself, so of course he knew how cancerous it was.
Once the conditions for bridge camping were met, even if it didn't make one invincible, it at least guaranteed a seventy or eighty percent win rate.
"Senior Brother Zhong, do you want to check your forum messages?"
Hearing this, Mu Yawen suddenly remembered something and looked at Zhong Yi with a worried expression.
"Forum messages?"
Zhong Yi was even more puzzled and quickly shifted his focus to check.
In the waiting interface of the illusion realm, one could freely access the forums.
Zhong Yi soon saw the notification icon that had long since hit 99+.
[Worshipping the genius cultivator! You are simply my second parents!]
[A teacher for a day, a father for a lifetime! Thank you for the grace of remaking me!]
[From now on, the original poster is my mom and dad!]
[Say no more, please accept a bow from your child!]
[Daddy!!!]
...
Zhong Yi casually clicked open a few and immediately felt warm inside, even a little proud.
"There's no problem here? Everyone is very grateful to me, though treating me like their parents... isn't that a bit too much?"
Although Zhong Yi said this, the corners of his mouth were curling up to the sky.
"Uh... Old Zhong, why don't you go look at the other posts in the forum?"
Zhou Yue tried hard to hold back his laughter.
Hearing this, Zhong Yi entered the Operation Xianyuan section.
[I announce, all bridge dogs can go die in a hole!]
[Do you not have parents anymore? All you can do is sit on the bridge!!]
[Who the hell invented bridge camping? Do they have enough parents to die for this??]
[Stop cursing them, the bridge dog's family tree might just be a stump...]
[Brothers, listen to my advice! Let's stop fighting each other. Let's use secret signals and rush the bridge dogs together!!]
[Let's rush the bridge dogs' parents together!!]
...
"???"
Zhong Yi vaguely began to understand something.
"Hahahaha!!"
Zhou Yue, who was beside him, could no longer hold it in and burst out laughing:
"Old Zhong, your disciples know they don't have enough family members to get cursed at, so they're going around borrowing parents... Hahahaha!!!"
...
...
Operation Xianyuan was gradually getting on track, and its popularity was booming.
Everything was developing in a direction familiar to Lu Ze.
In particular, the rats and the bridge dogs had become extremely well-known outside the game, drawing more and more players to the illusion realm to play.
Its impact on reality was also not small.
The master artifact refiners of the cultivation world were drawn to the design of guns, which were highly suitable for low-level cultivators with weak cultivation bases.
It was said that the first batch of spirit gun dharma treasures was being rushed into production...
At the same time, due to the influence of bridge camping and backstabbing, coupled with the recent incident of demonic cultivators ambushing the teleportation array, the righteous cultivators had become increasingly paranoid and cunning, successfully catching quite a few undercover demonic cultivators...
...
"Strange, are the demonic cultivators really slowly recovering their vitality?"
Lu Ze muttered to himself curiously, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.
His broken Demonic Path System would constantly claim that the demonic forces were getting restless and ask for his help.
He originally thought this system was just a malfunctioning, crazy system, but now it seemed that many of its claims were coming true?
For example, the last time the system asked him to summon evil spirits, Xianyuan Continent actually suffered a ghost plague...
Lu Ze couldn't help but feel a bit doubtful.
Could it be that the demonic path was actually going to rise again?
"No... It's best if demonic matters only exist within the illusion realm."
Lu Ze shook his head, firming his resolve.
He would use the illusion realm to complete the demonic path missions, while helping the righteous path crush the various plans of the demonic path in reality.
After all, he felt that his current life in the Lingxiao Sect was pretty good.
If that bunch of insane demonic cultivators really stirred up a storm of blood and gore, it would be a huge hassle.
"Forget it, forget it. I'll go buy some food first..."
Lu Ze stretched his waist and walked out of the Spirit Jade Pavilion.
As a proper Nascent Soul cultivator, he didn't actually need to eat.
But not needing to eat didn't mean he couldn't eat; he quite enjoyed good food.
Therefore, every once in a while, he would go to the Spirit Moon Pavilion on Glass Fire Peak to stock up.
"Senior Brother Lu!!!"
Not long after he walked out of the Spirit Jade Pavilion, he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.
Lu Ze turned around and saw a young man wearing the uniform of an inner sect disciple, staring at him with a face full of excitement.
He quickly searched his memory and soon recognized the person's identity.
"Zhang Ming?"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
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."
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.
