Zhong Yi’s Livestream.
“Brother, is what you said true…? You can help me!?”
At this critical moment, Zhong Yi stared through tear-filled eyes at the swordsman standing before him, whose hairstyle was nothing short of bizarre.
The man’s name was Inosuke. He wore the classic Japanese samurai hairstyle, and the smooth, bald patch in the middle of his forehead kept drawing Zhong Yi’s attention despite himself.
“Heh. You still managed to make it here at a time like this… I suppose the shinobi have some guts after all! Let’s go together and rescue the young lord!”
Inosuke gave Zhong Yi a smile that instantly put him at ease. Then, without looking back, he charged forward and grappled with the enormous Juzou the Drunkard.
“What an honorable brother!!!”
Zhong Yi excitedly gave him a thumbs-up.
After defeating Gyoubu Oniwa, Zhong Yi did not immediately continue exploring the depths of Ashina Castle. Instead, he returned to the Hirata Estate from three years earlier and continued uncovering the story hidden within.
After all, Wolf’s identity and memories concealed far too many mysteries.
Before he figured out the cheese strategy for dealing with Yuan Zhen, he endured a great deal more brutal punishment.
Even after defeating Yuan Zhen, he continued getting beaten up left and right along the way.
There was one purple-clad shinobi hiding on a rooftop who was clearly nothing more than a minor elite enemy, yet somehow managed to leave him completely dazed and disoriented. In the end, Zhong Yi simply fled without even fighting him.
After making his way along the outer mountain path and entering the main courtyard of the Hirata Estate, the situation became even worse.
Flames raged everywhere, and corpses were scattered across the ground.
The moment he entered, he saw Owl lying amid the ruins, barely clinging to life.
He was Wolf’s adoptive father and master, and the man whom all the warriors called Lord Owl.
Even someone as powerful as Owl had fallen during this ambush. With his dying breath, he could only instruct Wolf to make sure the young lord was rescued.
Zhong Yi was puzzled. How could Owl have died in a chaotic battle like this, with his strength?
Still, he ultimately gave it little thought and continued onward in search of Kuro.
Before long, however, he found himself being beaten senseless by Juzou the Drunkard once again.
Juzou himself was not especially difficult in a one-on-one fight.
The problem was that the bastard had brought far too many underlings with him.
They were also positioned extremely close together, making it almost impossible to assassinate them one by one.
The deadliest part was the combination attacks performed by multiple elite enemies, along with the archers constantly firing from the sidelines.
Even a strategist as capable as Zhong Yi was at a loss when it came to breaking through this situation.
After dying countless times, he finally found the optimal method for eliminating the minor enemies. Then Juzou the Drunkard proceeded to hammer him into the ground.
Just when Zhong Yi felt that there was no hope left, he happened to spot a samurai arriving late and lingering by the corner of a wall.
It was Inosuke, who was now recklessly charging into the fray.
At that moment, Inosuke was locked in a fierce struggle with Juzou the Drunkard. He could not deal much damage, but he was incredibly tough.
Juzou completely ignored Zhong Yi, which immediately made Zhong Yi feel that victory might actually be possible.
“Nice one, Brother Inosuke! I’m coming to help!!!”
Zhong Yi shouted as he drew his sword and joined the battle.
He thrust his sword forward.
Juzou the Drunkard was completely unharmed. Inosuke, meanwhile, staggered several steps backward and spat out blood. His health bar had dropped by more than half.
“Holy crap! My hand slipped—I hit the wrong target!!!”
The livestream chat instantly erupted with laughter.
[Hahaha, that’s so like you, Lao Zhong.]
[You’re really good at beating up your teammates.]
[When fighting Juzou, I don’t lift a finger. But when it comes to hitting my teammate, I’m number one!]
[Inosuke: Bro, how about you stand in the back and watch for a little longer?]
[So this illusion was designed with friendly fire just for this moment, huh? Hahaha.]
[P.S. A word about the recent update schedule and the situation with this novel.]
[After four straight months of updates and several high-quality story arcs, the author has already given it everything. But there’s nothing to be done—the algorithms are what they are. Once you lose, you lose. No amount of effort can change that.]
[In July, the novel underwent its most important title test. If it had succeeded, the book would have broken through to a higher realm and entered the next traffic pool. But I lost.]
[The final cover test did bring in a little traffic. Those hundreds of thousands of readers in August were the last bit of glory that test gave me.]
[But a cover test is ultimately not a true breakthrough in realms. It is merely a temporary breakthrough granted by a pill. Once the effect wears off, it is gone. My friends told me it would last less than half a month. I dreamed that I might be one of the lucky ones who could hold on a little longer, but unfortunately, I wasn’t. The moment the time was up, the traffic drained away like water from an open tap.]
[The fate of this novel has already been decided. I’ve done everything I could. Originally, I should have ended it after Palworld, but I still wrote one more Wolf arc, giving the story one last breath.]
[But even a borrowed life eventually comes to an end. For the sake of completing the story, after finishing Wolf, there should be two more illusion realms. Then I’ll wrap up the real-world storylines for each character, the Illusion Alliance, the Heavenly Profound Sect, and the Azure Mountain Sect before bringing everything to a close. Before the ending, Lu Ze will probably get to show off in a major way.]
[That’s the situation with this novel. Being able to give it a proper beginning and ending is already the greatest effort the author can make.]
[From now on, updates will be slower—probably one short chapter every two days—as I gradually write toward the conclusion. I need the extra time to plan my next novel. This book takes quite a lot of brainpower to write, and maintaining a daily update schedule makes it difficult to work on anything new.]
[If the slower updates bother you, feel free to save the novel and come back later. I expect to give it a grand finale around the end of the year.]
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."
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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.
