Zhong Yi’s Illusory World.
“Thank heavens, I finally made it…”
Zhong Yi pulled the half of an arrow lodged in his head and, looking utterly exhausted, sat down in front of the Sculptor’s Idol to activate a new checkpoint.
Thanks to the spoilers in the chat, he already knew that the attic directly above him was where Genichiro Ashina awaited.
In truth, it wasn’t very far from where he had fought the Fire Bull.
But Zhong Yi had spent the entire afternoon getting here.
The difficulty of this illusory realm had visibly increased.
Take Yuan Zhen, for example. When Zhong Yi had encountered him at Hirata Estate three years earlier, he had been an elite enemy bearing the title “Ninja Killer,” one who had killed Zhong Yi dozens of times over.
Yet after arriving at Ashina Castle, that same fellow had become an ordinary grunt mixed in with the rank-and-file soldiers…
At first, Zhong Yi had assumed it was merely someone who looked similar to Yuan Zhen. But the moment they exchanged blows, he was stabbed to death twice. The stats and moves were exactly the same as those of the Yuan Zhen he had faced back then.
“So this is what Junior Brother Lu was talking about… stat inflation?”
Zhong Yi shook his head helplessly and restored his condition at the Sculptor’s Idol.
Yuan Zhen, who had once been an insurmountable mountain, had now become just another nameless soldier among countless others.
“Just how powerful are Genichiro and those monsters mentioned by the various elders going to be…?”
At the thought of this, Zhong Yi couldn’t help swallowing nervously.
There was still a whole crowd of elders outside waiting to be fed. He absolutely couldn’t disappoint them…
With that thought in mind, Zhong Yi helplessly rubbed his temples before rising from the Sculptor’s Idol.
“Hm? What’s this…?”
Just as Zhong Yi was about to head upstairs and challenge Genichiro, a painting hanging on the nearby wall suddenly caught his attention.
In the painting, a demon-like figure hovered in midair, lightning clinging to the blade of his sword.
Opposing him was an ordinary samurai, gripping his katana and standing ready for battle.
As Zhong Yi moved closer, he saw several lines of small text written on the painting:
[Demons once haunted Ashina, and the lightning they summoned was the roar of the Divine Dragon’s wrath.]
[Without a special technique, there is no way to deflect the lightning.]
[It is a divine technique in which one’s feet never touch the ground, allowing the lightning to be returned to its sender.]
“Lightning? Deflect it? Keep your feet off the ground?”
Zhong Yi stared at the image and the words, lost in thought.
At that moment, the viewers in the live chat began urging him on.
[What’s so interesting about a painting? Hurry up and go fight Genichiro!]
[Come on, Prison Zhong. I’ve got the food ready—all that’s left is for you to start the fight.]
[If I don’t get to watch the streamer get beaten up soon, I won’t be able to cultivate in peace today.]
[The True Disciple next door, Zhou, has already been beaten senseless!]
…
“What? Lao Zhou got beaten senseless?”
Zhong Yi’s pupils contracted in shock. He was genuinely surprised by the news.
He had always held Zhou Yue’s skills in high regard.
When it came to technique, the only person who could consistently outclass Zhou Yue was Li Moran.
If even Zhou Yue had been beaten senseless, then what about him…?
Zhong Yi violently shook his head, forcing the thought from his mind.
“Look on the bright side… Aren’t the enemies Lao Zhou can’t beat usually the ones that require a strategy?”
“Like the Headless and the Fire Bull… On the other hand, Lady Butterfly is the kind of opponent Lao Zhou handles with ease.”
“So Genichiro Ashina should be the sort of opponent who relies on strategy. That’s supposed to be my area of expertise!”
“Everyone, watch closely. I’ll show you how to see through every one of Genichiro’s moves!”
Zhong Yi smiled calmly, encouraging himself as he vaulted into the attic…
…
Half an hour later.
“Fellow cultivators, take a good look. Genichiro’s opening move is extremely fast. This is when you use what I mentioned earlier…”
“The Flash Step!”
Zhong Yi suddenly spread his legs and dodged to the side, only to collide head-on with Genichiro’s katana.
“Ow… That hurts, that hurts…”
“Although I didn’t dodge it, everyone, don’t panic. The more dangerous the situation, the calmer we need to remain.”
“We can’t drink from the Healing Gourd. If we do, he’ll seize the opening and punish us. What we need to do now is watch…”
“See? Genichiro can’t resist pressing the attack again. At a time like this, you need to watch his blade.”
“Ah… left, right, left, left…”
“Mm-hmm. That’s how we take his entire sword sequence head-on. Remember, this is the damage from one of his combos… So…”
[Noob!]
Zhong Yi’s screen instantly went black, and a huge, garishly green “NOOB” filled his world.
This was the second way to unlock the “Noob” screen, aside from being killed one hundred times in a row.
The other method was to die after failing to deal any damage to an enemy twenty consecutive times…
Looking at the lurid green “NOOB” and the barrage of mocking comments filling the sky, Zhong Yi instantly became furious.
“I can’t read his sword at all!!”
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.
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.
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."
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
