"Elder Zhao, you asked to see me?"
Lu Ze arrived at Thunder Peak with a nervous heart.
Lately, he had been involved in too many shady deeds, and he wasn’t sure which one had prompted Zhao Wendao to summon him.
At that moment, Zhao Wendao was sitting in a small pavilion playing Go with Lin Anzai of the Tianxuan Sect.
When Lu Ze arrived, Lin Anzai immediately set down the black piece in his hand and glared at Lu Ze, scolding with a laugh:
"You rascal! I heard you created a new illusion realm and specifically asked my disciples to bring a copy back to the Tianxuan Sect… after I’d sung your praises to the other elders!"
After hearing Lin Anzai’s explanation, Lu Ze finally understood the situation.
A while ago, the sect-wide livestream of Immortal Realm Domination had been a huge success.
Among the disciples, the clamor for the Tianxuan Sect to set up its own server grew louder by the day.
Lin Anzai held Lu Ze in high regard, but there were still some stubborn traditionalists in the sect who insisted that illusion realms were useless for cultivation and preferred to wait and see.
Lin Anzai dismissed their concerns outright.
"What era do they think this is? Cultivators haven’t relied on sheer hard work for ages!"
Even without illusion realms, disciples had their own ways to unwind.
Coincidentally, he’d heard that the Lingxiao Sect, to foster teamwork, had commissioned Lu Ze to create an illusion realm focused on cooperation.
To convince the other elders, Lin Anzai had immediately sent someone to fetch a copy.
And then—well, things escalated.
Two peak elders nearly came to blows…
After that, the idea of a sect server was shelved indefinitely.
"Honestly, what kind of twisted illusion realm did you make? Is teamwork supposed to be this punishing!?"
Recalling the torment of the past few days, Lin Anzai couldn’t help but fume.
"Ahem… Actually, just now, Senior Brother Zhou and Senior Brother Zhong’s team cleared the illusion realm."
Lu Ze replied calmly.
Beside them, Zhao Wendao—who had been about to echo Lin Anzai’s complaints—suddenly raised an eyebrow and cleared his throat with exaggerated dignity:
"See, Lin? I told you this kid’s illusion realms were good. Seems our Lingxiao Sect disciples are just more united, haha!"
Lin Anzai was stunned.
Hadn’t Zhao Wendao been complaining alongside him moments ago?
But upon hearing that Zhou Yue and Zhong Yi had conquered the challenge, Lin Anzai—never one to back down—turned away with a huff:
"Hmph! You just had a head start… Just wait, my Tianxuan Sect disciples will clear it soon too!"
Secretly, he vowed to ensure every peak’s disciples passed the trial as soon as he returned.
"The Tianxuan Sect’s setup just isn’t as convenient, is it?"
Lu Ze grinned mischievously.
"All because of that cursed Four Must Stand Together!"
Lin Anzai shot Lu Ze a dark look.
"Then… may I ask, aside from cultivation, what other hobbies do the Tianxuan Sect elders have?"
Lu Ze pressed.
He hadn’t given up on the server idea.
Every new sect added would double his demonic energy income.
If even the Tianxuan Sect—the easiest target—proved unyielding, the others would be hopeless.
"Hobbies?"
Lin Anzai stroked his chin thoughtfully.
"Most elders enjoy Go or mahjong… Oh, and reading. Last year, Elder Yun Zhu brought over Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and the elders adored it."
"Come to think of it, your Lingxiao Sect truly breeds talent…"
As Lin Anzai spoke, Lu Ze’s lips curled into a smirk.
Little did they know—Romance of the Three Kingdoms was also his creation.
Wait…
Three Kingdoms—
Lu Ze’s eyes lit up, and he turned to Lin Anzai excitedly:
"Elder Lin, what if I created an illusion realm based on Romance of the Three Kingdoms? Would the Tianxuan Sect elders approve?"
Lin Anzai pondered, then shook his head:
"Unlikely. Those old sticks-in-the-mud resist anything new…"
"What if it were a card game?"
Lu Ze’s smile widened.
"Card game!?"
The elders in the room turned to him in unison.
Even Lin Qingxuan, who had the least exposure to illusion realms, seemed intrigued.
"If done well, it might work. But… wouldn’t it be difficult?"
Despite his interest, Lin Anzai remained skeptical.
Lu Ze’s creativity excelled at inventing novelties, but card games demanded strict rules—hardly his forte.
"Worried it won’t be fun? Don’t be!"
Lu Ze raised a confident finger.
"Give me a week, and I’ll deliver the illusion realm."
……
Back at the Jade Pavilion, Lu Ze dove into designing his next illusion realm.
Three Kingdoms? Card game?
Perfect timing!
His original plan had been to first create a game that drained demonic energy, followed by one targeting spirit stones.
Three Kingdoms Kill fit the bill perfectly—and appealed to all ages!
In his past life, Three Kingdoms Kill had been… well, polarizing.
The developers had taken monetization to absurd extremes—
Like making in-game purchases part of the tutorial.
Every event announcement doubled as a top-up guide.
Other gacha games have a pity system for their card pools, but this one shares a server-wide pity pool...
Spending tens or even hundreds of thousands for a limited-edition general is just standard practice.
Many players have complained that if a beggar stood before the game’s designer, the designer wouldn’t just want to snatch money from the beggar—they’d want to take the bowl right out of their hands...
Yet, there’s no denying it’s a great game.
Otherwise, under such conditions, it would have died out long ago.
But somehow, it’s still thriving.
Players can’t even find a decent alternative.
In this life,
Lu Ze isn’t just going to use it to earn spirit stones—he’s also going to build its reputation among the elders and establish the Tianxuanmen server.
With that in mind, he got to work.
Lu Ze recreated the game based on the classic offline duel tabletop scenario.
But just a tabletop would be too dull.
So, he designed grand scenes inspired by iconic historical moments like "The Burning of Red Cliffs" and "The Oath of the Peach Garden."
The skill and stat designs were straightforward.
Even without his current superhuman memory, Lu Ze could recite the entire base set and the "Wind, Forest, Fire, Mountain" expansion card library backward.
The slightly trickier parts were the art and music.
Fortunately, the Lingxiao Sect, being a major crafting sect, had no shortage of bizarre inventions.
Lu Ze himself was also handy with inventions.
With some time, the art and music could be sorted out.
Not to mention, Zhong Yi’s cybernetic soul had inherited his original artistic skills.
Give him a task, and he’d work like a beast of burden.
...
What was originally planned to take a week was completed by Lu Ze in less than five days.
But he didn’t rush to release it.
Instead, he began refining features beyond the core game—
Like platform accounts, live streaming,
Memberships, and the gacha system...
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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.
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."
