“First, do this… then do that…”
“Play this card, then this one…”
“Tch… no choice, I have to take this hit of damage!”
…
The Ghost Eel’s mechanic was that, each round, upon taking damage for the first time, it would generate a shield.
The challenge lay both in the player’s deck’s offensive capability and in the order of targets they chose to focus fire on.
Zhong Yi took a heavy blow at first, but quickly calmed down and began to mend his ways.
In the end, after losing a massive chunk of HP, he managed to take down all four Ghost Eels.
“Damn, how am I supposed to get past these five elites…”
Zhong Yi stared at his remaining health bar—a mere 20 points—and felt a wave of hesitation.
After the Ghost Eels died, three orbs of spiritual energy burst from their bodies.
The middle orb shimmered with a faint purple glow.
“There’s loot!?”
Zhong Yi perked up.
The first gray orb was still spirit stones, but more than what the regular mobs dropped.
The second purple orb was a magical artifact. Zhong Yi obtained a [Vajra Pestle], which increased his character’s Strength by one.
The third gray orb was another three-card choice. When Zhong Yi opened it, a dazzling golden card appeared before him.
[Demonic Form (3 Spirit): At the start of your turn, gain 2 Strength.]
“Whoa! The drop rate for elites is this high!?”
Zhong Yi exclaimed. Without a second thought, he immediately stuffed [Demonic Form] into his deck.
The golden card back, the badass card art, the awesome-sounding card name…
“This has got to be the most OP card for the Iron Armor Sect cultivator!!”
Zhong Yi declared.
He’d taken a beating, but the rewards were solid. Zhong Yi was in a great mood now.
“Next…”
Zhong Yi checked the map again.
To the right was a campfire.
To the left was a monster room, with a question-mark room behind it.
“Fellow cultivators, I think I’ll try my luck at the question-mark room…”
Zhong Yi licked his lips.
The encounters in the question-mark room could contain some truly great stuff!
Whether it was a rare artifact or 100 spirit stones, those were top-tier choices.
Sure, his HP was low, but the difficulty of the monster rooms was clear enough. It wasn’t that bad.
He’d lose maybe six or seven HP a round, which he could handle.
“Screw it. Great rewards come to the bold! I’m going to be greedy!”
Zhong Yi made up his mind and headed left.
“I don’t believe a single mob could take down all 20 of my HP!”
As he kicked open the door to the monster room on the left, a massive [Fossil Tracker] silently stood in the center of the path, extending countless tiny tentacles.
“…”
“Is this supposed to be a card game?”
“Can I undo this move?”
“…”
“Such rotten luck!!!”
…
The difficulty of the [Fossil Tracker] was that the player needed to focus on defense.
But after being traumatized by the [Ancient Statue], Zhong Yi had only picked up attack cards.
He met his demise at the hands of the [Fossil Tracker], yet instead of feeling disheartened, he found the dungeon even more interesting.
Because every round broadened his understanding of the dungeon, and stirred his burning desire to nail it on the next attempt.
Even in failure, there were plenty of reasons to keep playing.
Like that golden card he’d never gotten to use.
Like that sword in the stone that hadn’t been unlocked yet.
Like the promising ‘Fragile’ build…
…
With that thought, Zhong Yi excitedly started another run.
“One more go!”
…
…
The foundation of Lu Ze’s dungeon was truly astonishing.
Even without any advertisements within the various dungeons, word of mouth on the forums had already attracted a fair amount of attention.
In just half a day, tens of thousands of cultivators had entered [Slayer Immortal Tower] one after another.
On the forums, discussions about [Slayer Immortal Tower] were buzzing.
[Old Demon Lu made a new dungeon, have you guys played it?]
[Of course… but it’s so hard]
[It’s really tough! Can’t even get past the first floor!!]
[That monster in the jungle is ridiculous… The mob is tougher than an elite!]
[Jungle… don’t even bring it up. I’ve developed a phobia of statues now]
[The first floor wasn’t that bad. I thought I was a genius after beating it, but the second floor taught me who’s boss]
[How are you supposed to play the Iron Armor Sect cultivator? Someone teach me!]
[Is the Iron Armor Sect cultivator even playable? So many cards require burning, if I burn them all, what am I supposed to play with??]
[Maybe the early characters are too weak? Would it be easier with new characters later?]
[I’ve unlocked the first four. Just started playing as the Outer Realm Demon Prince... it seems strong? But it’s so complicated, I don’t get it]
[I feel like the Iron Armor Sect cultivator is actually the strongest? The Hunter and Soul Cultivator are both pathetic! Especially the Soul Cultivator…]
[Don’t panic, everyone. I just unlocked the fifth character, the Faulty Spirit Puppet, and it’s a pretty adorable little thing]
[The last unlock is bound to be the strongest! Fellow Daoist, go scout the way for us!]
…
…
At the Celestial Pavilion of Leisure Cloud Manor, Rakshasa watched the complaints flooding the forums with glee, the smirk on his face growing wider.
The four of them had known about the Heart Demon’s arrangement for the three propositions in advance, and had already made their own plans.
The highly acclaimed [Wonder Pagoda Wonderland] currently trending was his own painstaking creation.
Rakshasa had originally been an elder of Qingshan Sect, and even after being forced to resign due to public pressure, he still had plenty of private dealings with them.
He had handed the dungeon over to his disciple, Han Xian, to publish under Han Xian’s name.
With the current low evaluation of [Slayer Immortal Tower], Rakshasa was the primary beneficiary.
Because the rewards the Heart Demon had prepared were real.
Even if a Dream Alliance elder won them, the Heart Demon would still hand them over.
Which of the four elders didn’t covet that priceless Supreme Soul Crystal?
With Rakshasa now far ahead, the expressions of the other three were turning sour.
“Lord Alliance Leader! It looks like that kid really overreached this time… The feedback on [Slayer Immortal Tower] is terrible! It seems my [Wonder Pagoda Wonderland] is the victor this time!”
Rakshasa came eagerly to Heart Demon to boast.
“That would be for the best.”
Heart Demon nodded, showing no emotion on his face, though inwardly he somewhat agreed with Rakshasa.
The popularity of Lu Ze’s dungeons could easily be gauged from the forum’s tone.
Right now, [Slayer Immortal Tower] seemed too difficult, and the cultivators were all complaining.
Lu Ze’s high-difficulty dungeons, [Is This The 100th Floor? Was He A Cultivator], [Four People In A Row], and [Digging For Ascension], none of them had been big hits!
Without the sect’s mandatory requirements, very few cultivators would have even tried them.
This also proved that high-difficulty dungeons were highly unpopular!
Heart Demon frowned slightly.
He could think of this, and Lu Ze certainly could too.
So why design such a difficult dungeon?
Before he could think any deeper, Rakshasa continued smugly in his ear:
“Lord Alliance Leader, my disciple also signed a spirit contract with Lu Ze… If Lu Ze loses, he’ll willingly take one strike from my disciple!”
Heart Demon’s interest was immediately piqued upon hearing this.
Lu Ze was only at the Nascent Soul realm. How could he possibly withstand a strike from a Nascent Soul realm cultivator?
One full-power strike, and they would be either dead or crippled.
This was clearly a golden opportunity to eliminate a major threat!
"Then this time, we must win."
[Today is the hardest and most painful day since I resumed writing—or, really, since I started writing at all.]
[A relationship of several years has fallen apart. Since I opened my eyes, I’ve been crying, my head splitting with pain. I can’t eat, and even holding my mouse makes my hands tremble.]
[I sat in front of my computer from afternoon until now—eight hours—just to finish these two chapters… and this is after I roughly outlined the plot last night.]
[I thought to myself, my love is gone, but I can’t lose my career too… So I forced myself to keep writing, gritting my teeth.]
[I’m sorry if these two chapters aren’t as interesting. It’s because that lively soul of mine is tired, exhausted, and taking a rest.]
[I will do my best to hold back my grief and ensure the updates continue, because I’ve worked so hard for so long. I’m only a million words short of the finish line. I want to use writing to escape this crushing pain… but I’m not sure if sadness will outrun the tip of my pen.]
[This June truly is a trial for me.]
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
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)
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."
