Elder Nangong slept peacefully.
When Lin Qingxuan dragged him away to force-feed him medicine, the elder offered no resistance, lying as quiet as an infant.
Though Yang Zhengxin had his doubts, Zhao Wendao was genuinely striking with lethal intent—if this were an act, it wouldn’t have felt so real. So for the moment, he held his tongue.
Zhao Wendao was equally baffled.
Wasn’t it supposed to be Lu Ze bringing a defensive artifact to endure the strikes, exchanging them for illusion crystals afterward?
Why was it Nangong Yuan who took the blows?
And without any protective treasure?
Under Zhao Wendao’s bewildered gaze, Lu Ze retrieved an illusion crystal from his storage ring and presented it to the group.
"Did you truly craft this crystal yourself?" Yang Zhengxin demanded.
"Indeed," Lu Ze nodded.
"Then let’s not waste time. Have the disciples test it immediately," Yang Zhengxin replied with a hidden smirk.
He suspected Nangong Yuan and Zhao Wendao were putting on an act.
During their brief descent into the Spirit Jade Pavilion, they might have swapped the illusion crystal.
But the truth would be easy to uncover.
If the illusion’s scope exceeded a certain scale, it would prove Lu Ze couldn’t have created it!
And once exposed, he’d have no shortage of ways to discredit them.
......
The elders and disciple representatives of the five great sects returned to the Hall of Nourished Spirits.
As Lu Ze placed the illusion crystal into the Illusion Tower, Yang Zhengxin quietly instructed the Qingshan Sect disciples:
"Once inside, carefully measure the illusion’s range. If it’s abnormally vast—clearly beyond what a Foundation Establishment cultivator could create—exit at once and report to me!"
"Understood!"
"And if you find any flaws in the illusion, point them out immediately!"
"Got it!"
Meanwhile...
Zhao Wendao glanced at Zhong Yi, who was fidgeting behind him, nearly bursting with restrained excitement, and chuckled knowingly.
"If you’re curious, go ahead and enter. Just remember to project the scenes for me to see."
He saw no reason to stop him.
Truthfully, even he wasn’t sure what to expect from Lu Ze’s illusion.
As an elder, he couldn’t enter personally, so sending Zhong Yi was the next best option.
"Many thanks, Master!"
Delighted, Zhong Yi channeled spiritual energy into his token.
His consciousness instantly plunged into the illusionary space.
Four bold characters greeted him:
Immortal Realm Domination.
"Huh. Rare for Junior Brother Lu to pick such a straightforward name."
Zhong Yi was pleasantly surprised.
Most of Lu Ze’s previous illusion titles gave no clue about their content.
This one, however, was glaringly obvious—a righteous crusade to purge demonic forces and conquer the cultivation world!
His anticipation soared.
He swiftly entered the main interface.
This time, Lu Ze had ample preparation, even crafting a detailed backdrop for the menu.
The scene depicted the Cliff of Contemplation atop the Sword Inquiry Peak.
A faceless immortal stood proudly at the summit, sword in hand, surrounded by countless swirling blade shadows.
Below, hordes of grotesque demonic beasts and fiendish cultivators seethed, heightening the tension.
Above, a faint violet thundercloud gathered ominously, as if divine lightning could strike at any moment...
"This is epic!"
Zhong Yi couldn’t help but marvel.
His curiosity about the illusion’s world burned even brighter.
Back in the Hall of Nourished Spirits...
"Why should your Lingxiao Sect represent righteousness? Clearly biased! Our Profound Heaven Abyss from the Tianxuan Sect would’ve fit the theme better!"
Lin An grumbled, his tone dripping with envy.
He’d never seen an illusion crafted like this—complete with a title and artwork, building unprecedented hype.
"Ha! If you’re jealous, why doesn’t your Tianxuan Sect produce a disciple with such talent? Hahaha!"
Zhao Wendao laughed heartily.
Lu Ze’s backdrop featured the Cliff of Contemplation and the signature divine thunder techniques of their lineage.
It was a bold, fresh way to flaunt their sect’s prestige—brilliantly shameless.
"Tch! Flashy gimmicks mean nothing. The real test is the content!"
Yang Zhengxin snorted, quietly urging his Qingshan Sect disciples to hurry inside.
He was eager to see—
What kind of "war" could Lu Ze possibly conjure within a mere 500-meter space?
......
Inside Zhong Yi’s illusion:
After selecting [Start], a bolt of violet lightning split the sky.
Two options appeared:
[Campaign Mode] and [War Mode].
The [War Mode] icon was grayed out, inaccessible.
"Same as Plants vs. Zombies—gotta clear [Campaign Mode] first to unlock it."
Zhong Yi grasped the logic instantly and chose [Campaign Mode].
The campaign spanned six chapters.
Each of the five great sects had its own chapter, with the demonic faction as the finale.
"Relive the history of the five sects before the final showdown with the demonic path? Classic heroic narrative!"
Chuckling, Zhong Yi stroked his chin.
He adored this kind of righteous storytelling.
Just imagining the scale of it sent thrills down his spine.
Without hesitation, he selected [Lingxiao Sect] and began the campaign.
The world around him plunged into darkness.
When the light brightened again, Zhong Yi found himself standing in a massive conference hall.
At the center of the room, a large and vivid image hovered in the air.
The scene depicted a serene plain with lush mountains and clear waters.
At the heart of the image floated an island, strikingly similar to the main peak of the Lingxiao Sect.
Beneath the floating island, four tiny figures wielded pickaxes.
"What does this mean?"
Zhong Yi was utterly confused.
He had assumed he would take on the role of a disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, charging into battle.
Yet now, he had no idea what he was supposed to do.
Just then, a game prompt appeared before his eyes:
[Year 377 of the Great Zhou Dynasty.]
[The world is in chaos—demonic sects run rampant, while the righteous path wanes.]
[You have founded the "Lingxiao Sect," vowing to slay demons, quell the chaos, and restore the glory of the righteous path.]
[At present, your sect is still weak.]
[Strive to develop your forces and survive the pursuit of the demonic sects!]
[Quest: Find a suitable location to establish your sect.]
"Find a location? Establish a sect? How am I supposed to do that?"
Zhong Yi remained baffled.
Fortunately, Lu Ze had done well in providing guidance, as another prompt appeared:
[Quest Hint: Use your divine sense to lock onto the sect.]
Zhong Yi immediately focused his divine sense on the sect.
On the right side of the image, several spell commands appeared.
"Move? Stop? Settle? Cancel??"
Zhong Yi’s eyes lit up as he examined the spell commands.
For cultivators, these commands were simple.
Without waiting for the next prompt, Zhong Yi decisively followed the [Move] command and cast the spell on the sect.
As he pointed his finger toward a location, the sect slowly drifted in that direction.
"I get it now! So this is how it works!"
Zhong Yi’s eyes sparkled with excitement—this was utterly fascinating.
"Which means I need to find a suitable spot to settle the sect and develop it safely?"
When it came to game mechanics, Zhong Yi was a quick learner.
As for the ideal settlement location…
He didn’t even need to search—the starting point was a natural holy land for a sect, surrounded by three spiritual veins.
"What’s this? Spirit ore?"
Seeing a small hill covered in pale blue crystals, Zhong Yi instantly understood.
He guided the floating island back to its original position and selected [Settle].
A massive spiritual formation descended onto the ground, and the floating island slowly expanded, appearing even more majestic than before.
[Quest: Recruit labor disciples to gather spirit stones for the sect.]
[Quest Hint 1: Use your divine sense to lock onto the settled sect and recruit labor disciples.]
[Quest Hint 2: Spirit stones are a crucial strategic resource—collect as many as possible!]
Following the quest hints, Zhong Yi locked onto the sect with his divine sense.
The command bar on the right had changed slightly.
Alongside [Recruit Labor Disciples], there was now [Cancel Settlement] and [Upgrade Sect].
At the top of the screen, his resources were displayed.
The initial spirit stone count was 100.
Recruiting labor disciples cost 50 spirit stones, while upgrading the sect required 3,000 spirit stones and 1,500 units of Mystic Iron.
"Seems like Mystic Iron is another, more advanced resource… I’ll have to look for it later…"
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!
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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.
