[Righteous cultivators joined forces to suppress him, but were subdued by the host with thunderous authority!]
[The host's actions shocked the world, fully embodying the demonic path! Demonic path reputation greatly increased!]
[Mission progress +20%!]
[Task conditions met! The host has successfully changed the outside world's perception of 'sacred'!]
Lu Ze was halfway through eating a bun when he saw the system notification floating before his eyes, and he couldn't help but grin.
He never expected that blocking a bridge as a casual move would inadvertently complete the mission progress.
Wasn't it just blending into the bridge assault squad and openly hitting seven or eight backs?
Were these righteous cultivators really making such a big deal out of it?
Such small-minded people!
Lu Ze wolfed down his buns at lightning speed, chewing as he called out to Zhou Yue and Zhong Yi on the Immortal Bridge, "Senior brothers, want some buns?"
Zhong Yi and Zhou Yue exchanged a glance, then quickly waved their hands.
"No, no..."
"These are all your doing alone, Brother Lu—we don't deserve to eat them!!"
Lu Ze put on a generous expression, "Hey? We're all from Spirit Sovereign Sect—why split hairs? Besides, you two senior brothers were drawing fire on the Immortal Bridge—how can you say you didn't contribute?"
At that, they waved even more frantically.
Zhong Yi: "Brother Lu, I'm from Thunderclap Peak, and you're from Glassfire Peak—how can we not split hairs? There's no small competition between our peaks!"
Zhou Yue: "My master and Elder Nangong just had a quarrel over a game of Three Kingdoms Kill a few days ago—I need to keep my distance..."
...
As the three of them bantered back and forth, Lu Ze suddenly ducked alertly behind cover.
From the corridor of Black Hall came the sound of hurried footsteps.
"Dada... dadada!"
A standard signal code echoed from within Black Hall.
"There's still someone?"
Zhong Yi was startled, turning his gaze toward Black Hall.
"Is that the Rat Brothers sending the signal now?"
"No."
Lu Ze shook his head decisively.
The Garden Bridge Assault Squad had 12 members—he killed 8 of them, and the remaining 4 died from internal strife.
Among the 8 he killed, none of them were Li Moran.
He hadn't checked the dog tags of the other four, but based on his understanding of Li Moran, she wouldn't be the type to form a group via signal code.
So the identity and purpose of whoever was signaling from Black Hall right now was obvious.
"It's Senior Sister Li."
"Junior Sister Li? Why would she send a surrender signal?"
Zhong Yi was even more confused.
Li Moran had a spine of steel—there was no way she'd send a plea for mercy.
"Yeah..."
Lu Ze shrugged.
"So her signal actually means she wants a fair fight with us."
"Both senior brothers, should we take this signal or not?"
...
Black Hall.
"Sister Li, do you think they'll take our signal?"
Zhou Qiaoling looked at her backpack full of red and buff items, her voice slightly trembling.
"Maybe... hopefully?"
Li Moran closed her eyes, focusing on the sounds outside.
Lu Ze's actions were always unpredictable.
But this was a rare opportunity—she truly wanted to spar with him face-to-face and see if she had gotten any closer to the figure she had always been chasing.
"Haha! I've never crossed fists with Brother Lu before—can't wait!"
Shen Yan was quite open-minded about it. He was equally curious about Lu Ze's real strength.
Just then, a commotion came from the Immortal Bridge.
"Dada... dadada!"
...
Heavenly Path Live Stream.
The audience was buzzing over the subtle signals between the last two teams.
[In the match, shouldn't we not see enemy names? Why does it feel like they all know each other's identities...]
[Six players left, five from Spirit Sovereign Sect, and now they're signaling each other??]
[Foul! Foul!!]
[Zhou Yue from Spirit Sovereign Sect answered the signal... so they had already arranged it?]
[This is so hard to believe!]
[Hold on... they're gesturing to each other in Black Hall, then heading upstairs to the Tribunal Hall??]
[They split up to two different corridors... Could it be a rotating duel???]
...
Top of the Core Zone, Tribunal Hall.
"A duel with Junior Sister Li? Interesting!"
Zhou Yue cracked his knuckles in excitement.
He had been on edge the whole game on the bridge, and now he finally felt the rush of battle.
Li Moran's reputation in the Illusory Realm was thunderous.
Zhou Yue had occasionally played a few top-tier matches with Zhou Qiaoling and Li Moran before but had never had a chance to spar, so he wasn't about to miss this opportunity.
"I'll go first!"
With that, Zhou Yue pulled painkillers from his pocket and prepared to step onto the field.
"Hold on!"
Zhong Yi stopped him.
Zhou Yue looked confused, "What's up?"
"In a rotating duel, the strongest ace should usually be saved for last..."
Zhong Yi reminded him.
"Don't you think the equipment on that Mai Xiaoshu looks familiar?"
"Mai Xiaoshu? Equipment?"
Zhou Yue immediately fell into thought.
Mai Xiaoshu was a name for Mai Xiaowen, one of the popular knife-running rat characters, and that nickname had come to stick.
The Mai Xiaoshu on Li Moran's team was wearing a big chest rig and backpack, stuffed to the brim, yet only holding a [Wumu Dog – 45].
Combined with her slightly smug, head-tossing attitude as she looked at them...
A figure instantly flashed into his mind.
"Zhou! Qiaoling!"
Zhou Yue gritted his teeth and immediately popped the painkiller pill down.
Now he had to go first for sure!
"Calm down, calm down... Brother Zhou, you need to conserve your strength!"
Zhong Yi quickly pulled him back from nearly charging out.
As everyone knew, Zhou Yue and Zhou Qiaoling's luck in the Illusory Realm was polar opposites.
Zhong Yi was very worried that with the gap in their luck, Zhou Qiaoling could just close her eyes and pull the trigger, and the spirit bullets would fly toward Zhou Yue's head on their own...
That would be a waste of a strong fighter.
"Let me go first!"
Zhong Yi pulled out a [Big Wave] gun and stepped in front of Zhou Yue.
He had pieced together this weapon on the spot from the scattered corpses, just for the duel.
Zhou Yue couldn't help worrying, "If even you can't beat our little sister, then—"
"Relax!"
Zhong Yi smiled confidently and fired a signal shot toward the roof.
That was the ready signal.
"I'm..."
"Not as weak as you think!"
...
Ten seconds later.
[Hammer Sage Shen Yan defeated the genius cultivator!]
"Damn! It's Shen Yan!!"
"Brother Zhou—pull me up..."
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."
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
] [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!"
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.
