“Hah, winning against the demonic army is hard, but making them lose? That’s easy!”
Zhong Yi chuckled to himself and immediately got to work.
Using his divine sense, he locked onto one of the massive Demon God Soldiers and forced it to attack.
With a single hammer swing, half the Blood Puppets on the ground were obliterated.
“Easy, so easy!”
The more Zhong Yi smashed, the more satisfying it felt.
“Brothers of the righteous path, this is all I can do for you!”
He had already planned it out.
He wouldn’t build anything, would sell off all his structures, and let his own troops slaughter each other.
He’d wait until the righteous faction grew strong enough, and then he’d lose.
To him, winning or losing a single battle didn’t matter.
What mattered was that the righteous path had to win!
Even if it was just a virtual illusion of the righteous path, the principle stood!
Just as he was gleefully preparing to execute his plan, a new notification popped up:
[Your allies have discovered your betrayal and are preparing to attack you! Get ready for battle!]
“???”
Zhong Yi was stunned.
How was this even possible??
He glanced at the map.
Turns out, the demonic faction wasn’t just him—there were two other demonic allies.
“What the hell…”
Zhong Yi’s lips twitched.
In other words, if he wanted to help the righteous path, he’d have to take down his two demonic allies first.
It looked difficult, and in reality, it was anything but simple.
Having already destroyed half his own forces, Zhong Yi was swiftly crushed by his allies.
[You have died! However, your allies fought valiantly and swiftly exterminated the righteous path!]
[Battle victory!]
Zhong Yi: “???”
……
……
Lihuo Peak, Lingyu Pavilion.
[Demonic Value +10]
[Demonic Value +1.2]
[Demonic Value +8.3]
[Demonic Value +8.8]
……
The delightful chime of system notifications rang out endlessly.
Lu Ze closed his eyes, basking in the satisfaction.
In just one day, multiple notifications of Demonic Value exceeding 7 had appeared—likely because the senior elders had joined in as well.
Given the mechanics and gameplay of Immortal Realm Domination, this wasn’t surprising.
But what felt even better than the rising Demonic Value was his mission progress.
The system had tasked him with ensuring the demonic faction’s victory, and now the progress bar was steadily climbing.
At this rate, he’d complete it in less than two days.
“Good thing I adjusted the difficulty of the battle mode in time,” Lu Ze muttered to himself.
At first, he wasn’t sure whether the system was counting the official sect disciple showdown a week later or if all battles counted.
To be safe, he tweaked the difficulty for everything.
So far, not a single disciple had managed to win in battle mode.
As for war mode?
That was even simpler.
If they played against AI,
he had set the system difficulty so high that players at this stage stood no chance.
If they played multiplayer,
well, Lu Ze had locked the demonic faction behind the requirement of “clearing battle mode” first.
Even if cultivators wanted to pick the demonic faction and throw the game, they couldn’t. How infuriating was that?
Speaking of throwing as the demonic faction, Lu Ze couldn’t help but recall Zhong Yi’s gameplay that he’d secretly observed earlier.
The old man had picked the demonic faction and immediately started sabotaging, only to get wrecked by his two allies.
“Good thing I saw it coming. Almost got outplayed by Senior Brother Zhong, that sneaky bastard…”
……
……
Leigong Peak, Qingyun Pavilion.
Watching the final stronghold of the righteous path being devoured by the demonic horde on the screen,
Zhong Yi couldn’t help but voice his existential confusion:
“Junior Brother Lu Ze said that honing my skills in war mode would help the sect secure victory… but how am I supposed to enter war mode without clearing battle mode first?”
He had tried countless times but couldn’t overcome the two demonic allies working together.
In the end, he gave up and embraced the demonic cause, joining his two AI teammates in conquering territory.
And honestly? It was kinda fun…
Blood Puppets could explode, taking everyone around them down.
Demon God Soldiers could stomp entire groups to death.
And then there was that expensive high-tier unit, the Illusion Master, which could actually convert righteous units to their side…
[Battle completed.]
[Through your relentless efforts, the righteous path was strangled in its cradle.]
[Congratulations on achieving the demonic cause!]
“Huh???”
Zhong Yi was dumbfounded.
What the hell…
How did this count as clearing the battle??
He had basically played through the entire campaign, letting the demonic allies do all the work while he watched the five great sects fall.
And that counted as a clear?
“This is absolute bull—”
Zhong Yi gritted his teeth in frustration.
Just as he was about to return to battle mode and search for a proper way to clear it,
the [War Mode] option lit up.
“Wait, so just playing through every chapter unlocks it?”
Zhong Yi immediately understood.
He thought back—Lu Ze had said earlier that the key to solving the problem lay in war mode, and that they should train there.
Zhong Yi trusted that Lu Ze wouldn’t lie to him.
So he set aside his determination to keep grinding battle mode and instead entered war mode.
After reading the war mode description, his eyes lit up.
“Both sides start from scratch? No initial troop disparity? Hahaha! You puny demons, let’s see how you bully me now!”
Zhong Yi laughed heartily.
At this moment, he was brimming with confidence.
Why was battle mode so hard?
Was it the AI’s superior micro? Better strategy?
Nope.
Pure, unadulterated troop advantage.
Starting with Tier 3 units against Tier 1? Even if Mu Yawen were controlling them, it’d be a steamroll!
But in war mode, everyone began with a Tier 1 sect and had to build up from there!
Zhong Yi had absolute faith in his strategic prowess—he would restore the sect’s glory!
Without hesitation, he queued up for a match.
Zhong Yi picked a random small-scale map, supporting up to 4 players.
He added one AI opponent and deliberately chose the demonic faction for it.
As for difficulty? He didn’t even glance at it.
The default was “Insane AI,” clearly the highest setting.
“Hmph, if I picked an easier difficulty, you demons might accuse me of playing dirty! This’ll do—let’s go!”
Brimming with confidence, Zhong Yi boldly started the match.
The moment the game began, he smoothly settled into his usual development routine.
Recruit laborers, mine like crazy.
After setting up the Spirit Gathering Array and Training Hall, he hired a few sword cultivators to scout for Mystic Iron.
Then back to mining.
Watching his spirit stones pile up, Zhong Yi felt utterly at ease.
“Ah, the demonic faction without an early-game troop advantage is so peaceful~”
Humming a tune, he pondered whether to max out his base first or build up an army.
Then—
[Your units are under attack!]
A red exclamation mark flashed.
“???”
Zhong Yi froze.
It had only been a few minutes—weren’t they supposed to start from zero??
How was he already getting rushed?
He quickly panned the camera and saw it—
The merciless demonic AI was charging toward his base with a horde of Blood Puppets and a few Summoners in tow!
“You’ve gotta be kidding me!!”
Zhong Yi couldn’t help but swear.
He scrambled to train units,
but the recruitment time was more than enough for the demonic army to crash into his base…
……
……
After a desperate struggle,
Zhong Yi’s base was once again reduced to rubble by the demonic faction.
Once again, Zhong Yi endured the cutscene of being ambushed by demonic cultivators storming into the command center.
Fuming, he returned to the starting space.
"Damn it, these insane enemies are way too tough!!"
Zhong Yi grumbled in frustration.
From his observations, the system-controlled demonic path truly developed from scratch.
The attacking forces were all basic-tier units.
But the pacing was absolutely suffocating!
Even if he miraculously survived one wave, the relentless follow-up assaults were impossible to defend against!
Confident as he was, Zhong Yi quickly realized he stood no chance against the AI's frenzied difficulty.
"Whatever, I should start with easier opponents first."
Zhong Yi sighed.
Logically speaking, besides "Insane Enemies," there should typically be options like "Easy Enemies," "Normal Enemies," or "Hard Enemies."
Zhong Yi decided to launch the single-player war mode at the simplest difficulty.
When the difficulty selection screen loaded, the sight before him made his breath hitch—
[Insane Enemies]
[Even More Insane Enemies]
[Super Ridiculously Psychotic Enemies]
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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.”
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."
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
