“Strange, very strange…”
Zhong Yi stared at the detailed information on the party panel in disbelief.
Ever since leaving the base, his bond value with Zuo Yi had been steadily increasing.
They had clearly done nothing. So why was their bond value continuing to rise?
Zhong Yi turned around and looked at Zuo Yi, who was walking not far behind him with her head bowed very low.
For some reason, he thought he saw the corners of her lips curl upward, as though she were secretly snickering.
“A date… A date…”
“Miss Zuo seems happy?” Zhong Yi asked curiously, stroking his chin.
He began secretly analyzing the mechanism behind Zuo Yi’s rising bond value.
“Hmph! As if this young lady would be happy spending time with trash like you!”
Zuo Yi immediately shook her head and denied it, a faint blush appearing on her cheeks.
“Trash… Am I really that weak?” Zhong Yi’s mouth twitched when he heard the insult. He was deeply dissatisfied with being called “trash.”
Never mind the other Illusory Realms. In the Palworld arena, he was at least a fairly well-known expert.
“Hmph, of course! If you weren’t so pitifully weak, this young lady wouldn’t have taken pity on you and come out with you.”
“From the way you’re talking, Miss Zuo, it sounds like you hate being with me.”
“I hate you more than anyone.”
That answer dealt Zhong Yi a heavy blow.
He couldn’t understand it. In Palworld, he was quite capable, and he was also a handsome and dashing man. Why did Zuo Yi insist on putting him down like this?
“Damn it. Even the Pals are better than me…”
Angry, Zhong Yi directly recalled Zoe and summoned a Frostallion instead.
After Li Moran had subdued that super Frostallion carrying a great opportunity, the Frostallions they encountered afterward were no longer unbeatable opponents. By now, everyone had one.
With the Frostallion in his party, battles became easier, and he no longer had to listen to constant nagging. Zhong Yi was in an excellent mood.
However, when he opened the party panel, he saw that Zuo Yi’s bond value had not increased at all.
Zhong Yi was immediately at a loss.
The purpose of this outing was to raise Zuo Yi’s bond value to Level 8 and unlock her Partner Skill.
The Tower Masters operated differently from the Pals. Each person had different capture requirements, and the methods for increasing their bond values varied as well.
For Pals, simply having them travel with the party would gradually increase their bond value. The Tower Masters, however, each had their own conditions.
For example, increasing the bond value of Lily, the Second Tower Master, required the player to repeatedly rescue imprisoned Pals from cages in Syndicate camps.
Axel, the Third Tower Master, increased his bond value as his level rose.
Marcus, the Fourth Tower Master, based his bond value on accumulated wealth.
As for Li Wei, the Fifth Tower Master, the condition for increasing his bond value was raising a specified number of Pals on the farm in Peiyin.
With no other choice, Zhong Yi summoned Zuo Yi again.
The moment Zuo Yi appeared, her bond value began shooting upward.
“I understand now!”
Zhong Yi suddenly slapped his palm with his fist.
“Zuo Yi’s bond value increases when she fights on the front line!”
With that, he looked toward the young woman in the distance. The moment she noticed him looking at her, she quickly turned her gaze away.
“How strange… She doesn’t look like the type who enjoys fighting…”
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…
“Pfft!”
Lu Ze, who had been watching the livestream while drinking tea, couldn’t help spitting it out.
His Senior Brother Zhong Yi was clearly brilliant whenever he analyzed anything else. His guesses about the mechanisms and conditions of the other Tower Masters had been completely accurate.
But the moment Zuo Yi was involved, what Zhong Yi said was simply…
Completely wrong!
When creating the Illusory Realm, Lu Ze had not entirely recreated the original game from his previous life.
Of the eight Tower Masters who had been immensely popular with players in his previous life, only Zoe, the Tsundere Tower Master, could be captured, and she had little practical value.
Now that he was in the Illusory Realm, with all its powerful functions and extraordinarily high limits, Lu Ze had simply created an entirely new Tower Master system.
Just as Zhong Yi had guessed, every Tower Master had a hidden mechanism. Whether it was capturing them or increasing their bond value, everything depended on crucial hidden conditions.
Zuo Yi’s hidden condition was favorability.
According to Lu Ze’s design, players only needed to chat with Zuo Yi repeatedly, complete her requests, or give her foods she liked. Her favorability would gradually accumulate, after which she could be captured.
Increasing her bond value worked the same way. Put simply, it was all about raising her favorability.
But even Lu Ze had not expected Zuo Yi to have such a high opinion of Zhong Yi.
When they first met, Zhong Yi had not needed to do anything at all. One Pal Sphere had been enough to capture her.
Now, simply staying by Zhong Yi’s side made her bond value rise nonstop…
And yet, his steel-hearted, hopelessly oblivious Senior Brother had not noticed a thing.
“Wait! Could it be…”
Lu Ze suddenly realized something.
As the saying went, unusual circumstances were bound to have an unusual cause.
It was just like that Frostallion, which had surpassed all reason and the original settings.
It had not been created by Lu Ze. It had been affected by the great opportunity left behind by the remnant of the Heavenly Dao.
In other words, the Zuo Yi beside Zhong Yi might very well be concealing a portion of Heavenly Dao fortune.
“But why does Senior Brother Zhong’s world have so many opportunities?”
Lu Ze couldn’t help sighing.
Then he thought about it again. With someone like Zhou Yue, a peerless constitution favored by the Heavenly Dao, perhaps it wasn’t difficult to understand after all.
For a moment, Lu Ze couldn’t even tell whether Zhou Yue was the Ultimate Unlucky Bastard or the Child of Fortune…
“An outwardly sharp-tongued but inwardly honest woman paired with a jinx spiritual root… Hm, they actually make a pretty good match?”
Lu Ze immediately burst out laughing.
With that, he exited the livestream and arrived in the main server world.
“You want to know whether this woman is hiding a great opportunity? Hah, mortal, you truly are insatiable… Do you know what it means when they say the secrets of Heaven must not be revealed?”
The remnant of the Heavenly Dao let out a cold laugh and flatly refused to answer Lu Ze’s question.
“Fine, fine. I won’t ask.”
Lu Ze spread his hands. The answer to this question was not important to begin with.
He had never intended to interfere with who gained or lost the opportunity.
“However, if this person really does obtain an opportunity, exchange that opportunity for this cultivation technique.”
As he spoke, Lu Ze handed the Ten Cross Formula, which he had obtained long ago, to the remnant of the Heavenly Dao.
The remnant of the Heavenly Dao did not reject the proposal.
If an opportunity truly was obtained, it did not care what form that opportunity took.
With Lu Ze providing one, it would save itself the trouble of bestowing a gift.
“From a mortal’s perspective, this cultivation technique should be considered high-grade… Are you really willing to hand it over?”
The remnant of the Heavenly Dao couldn’t help feeling puzzled.
“It’s no big deal, no big deal. I can just have it drop from him later.”
Lu Ze nodded with a sly smile.
Cultivating the Ten Cross Formula was closely connected to the Great Dao True Words Formula.
That jinx-like cultivation technique, the Great Dao True Words Formula, had been abandoned by him for a long time. He couldn’t be bothered to cultivate it anymore.
It would be better to find an opportunity to make the skill drop from Zhong Yi.
“?”
“Oh, right. Then can you give me the opportunity that originally belonged to him…”
“Get lost.”
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."
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.”
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."
