Sekiro wasn’t a particularly large game.
Compared with the blockbuster titles of his previous life that could easily take up over a hundred gigabytes, Sekiro—with its main game weighing in at just over ten gigabytes—was remarkably polished and compact.
Building a world of that size was easy for Lu Ze with his current abilities.
Even granting intelligence to the core NPCs wouldn’t take him five days.
In fact, a full two days and two nights had been spent designing the “moves.”
He hadn’t merely recreated the original game’s combat system. He had also integrated insights from the swordsmanship of the cultivation world.
Lu Ze had selected thirty of the most talented sword cultivators among the cyber souls. With their cultivation realms and physical strength suppressed, he had them refine and improve the original moveset.
Otherwise, if he had simply used the original game’s combat system, it might not have been challenging enough for these cultivators.
Of course, after the improvements were complete, Lu Ze felt that the difficulty had become somewhat absurdly high…
But he wasn’t worried about the difficulty.
This was different from Is a Cultivator? Then Descend One Hundred Floors.
That game had been made by Lu Ze specifically to torment the Azure Mountain Sect.
But Sekiro was genuinely capable of tempering one’s swordsmanship.
This was the cultivation world, after all. The more difficult the swordsmanship challenge, the more cultivators would fight tooth and nail to take it on.
At that very moment, countless cultivators across the cultivation world were dying over and over again at the gates of Ashina Castle…
…
Mu Yawen’s illusionary world.
“Senior Brother Zhong told me that brute force won’t work in this illusion, and that I have to use deflects… But what exactly is a deflect?”
Mu Yawen frowned and repeatedly pondered the advice Zhong Yi had given him earlier.
“Perfectly block the instant an attack is launched, then follow the perfect block with a counter slash? I think I get it, but I also feel like I don’t…”
He scratched his head in frustration.
Sekiro clearly looked like a combat-focused illusion, yet it couldn’t be beaten through sheer force. That left him utterly baffled.
“And what about ‘Danger’? What does ‘Danger’ mean?”
On top of that, Sekiro was a single-player illusion with no option for multiplayer, so he could only ask Zhong Yi for help through private messages.
But Zhong Yi seemed to be busy with something and took ages to reply with even a single sentence.
Now, Zhong Yi had disappeared again and wasn’t responding to any of his questions.
“Forget it. I’ll try it myself first… As long as I block, right?”
“I attack, I attack, I block… Ow! How did I accidentally swing again?!”
“Sometimes it’s fast, sometimes it’s slow… Who fights like that? How am I supposed to bait out his attacks?!”
[DEATH]!
…
Zhou Qiaoling’s illusionary world.
“Do I really have to fight this Samurai General?!”
Zhou Qiaoling stared at the Samurai General from a distance, on the verge of tears.
In the short span of ten minutes, the Samurai General had already killed her seven times. She was beginning to consider giving up.
[“Liu of the Lingxiao Sect” sent a “Little Star” to the livestream!]
[Liu of the Lingxiao Sect: You promised your master that you would clear this illusion.]
Seeing the gift notification in the air and the bullet comment from Elder Liu, Zhou Qiaoling sighed.
Her master was watching from the livestream, practically monitoring her every move. There was no way she could slack off.
“I know, I know, Master… But couldn’t you at least send something more expensive? A Little Star doesn’t really suit the status of an Elder of Sword-Seeking Peak. How about taking a look at Myriad Swords Return to One?”
Zhou Qiaoling raised her head with a beaming smile, fully intending to squeeze every last benefit out of the situation.
[Liu of the Lingxiao Sect: If you can clear the illusion today, it isn’t entirely out of the question.]
“Yay!”
Hearing that, Zhou Qiaoling instantly became full of energy, her eyes lighting up.
The livestream erupted into activity.
[Looks like Elder Liu really doesn’t understand her disciple at all… As long as there’s something in it for her, Little Zhou can instantly transform from Senior Sister Zhong into Senior Sister Zhou!]
[You think others don’t know? They’re just laughing at how young and naïve you are… A few spirit stones in exchange for getting your disciple to work hard is a bargain.]
[Heh heh, I’m looking forward to seeing how the greedy Little Zhou performs!]
[She’s observing! She’s observing her opponent’s movements! Looks like she’s really going to get serious!]
[Could she really be the first person to defeat the Samurai General?]
…
Zhou Qiaoling stretched her arms and legs, then stared at the Samurai General with renewed determination.
“Clearing the illusion means… reaching an ending, right?”
Her gaze drifted past the Samurai General toward the path behind him.
“It never said…”
“That I absolutely had to fight this thing to the death, did it?”
With that, Zhou Qiaoling flashed a crafty smile and walked up to the Samurai General.
The instant the Samurai General was lured out by her, a grappling hook shot into the air and caught on the top of the wall. She quickly ran down the path behind him.
“Bye-bye, sir~~”
…
The Boundless Sword Domain.
Chen Yuan’s illusionary world.
“I block, I block, I attack… What the hell?! Why can this thing deflect too?! A perfect deflect, no less?!”
After being knocked staggering by the Samurai General’s deflect and counter slash, Chen Yuan couldn’t help cursing.
Just as he managed to steady himself, a bloody killing intent came rushing toward him.
[DANGER]!
There were three types of Danger attacks.
Although they couldn’t be blocked, each had its own method of countering it.
A thrust could be deflected, a sweep could be avoided by jumping, and a grab could be countered with a step dodge…
At that moment, Chen Yuan and the Samurai General were too close together. It was already too late to evade. He had no choice but to take a gamble and attempt to counter the enemy’s Danger attack!
Chen Yuan struggled to steady himself while glancing at the Samurai General’s movements.
Everything was happening far too quickly.
Without the support of his cultivation realm and physical constitution, Chen Yuan’s eyes couldn’t keep up with the Samurai General’s movements at all. He could only rely on vague memories to make a guess.
Amid the afterimages, Chen Yuan faintly saw the opponent’s body bend slightly.
“It’s a sweep! So…”
There was no time to think. Chen Yuan leapt into the air.
“Jump!”
With a smack, the Samurai General reached out, grabbed Chen Yuan, and slammed him to the ground before bringing down a heavy blow.
“Damn it!! It was a grab!!!”
The screen instantly turned blood-red, and a huge, bloody “DEATH” occupied the entire illusion.
The livestream’s bullet comments immediately filled the sky with mockery.
[Anyone keeping count? How many times has Elder Chen died?]
[Eighteen.]
[And here I thought the Boundless Sword Sect was supposed to be impressive? He’s getting destroyed by a bull-headed mini-boss.]
[No skill, just blocking.]
[So pathetic. If I were in there, I could do it too.]
[I’ve been watching the livestream for almost half an hour, and I have to ask: Is there only one monster in this illusion?!]
[Yeah, is there only one monster?]
[Elder Chen, say something! Is there only one monster or not?!]
…
Humanity’s true nature was that of a repeating machine.
Even though the livestream’s bullet comments had no “copy” or “paste” functions, the audience still joined in one after another. An overwhelming sea of “Is there only one monster?” filled the entire sky.
Chen Yuan, who had just revived, finally lost his composure when he saw the scene.
“Fuck!!!”
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.
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."
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
