In the world of Kyushu, players full of resentment gathered together and formed an alliance with their blood, vowing to make the big devil's soul disappear.

Suddenly, all directions responded, the storm surged, and everyone saw a bright tomorrow.

Except Lu Bei.

He is the so-called devil.

"Calling me a devil, blaming me for cheating you. How could I, an NPC, cheat you? That's what cultivating an immortal is like!"

The world has been rebuilt since its destruction.

On top of the dangerous cliff, build a towering building.

Those known as the Chosen Ones are active behind the scenes of reality, walking in the shadows of history, possessing extraordinary powers, and receiving worship and awe.

Some people say that they are destined to succeed and are one in a million.

But Ji Jue was not interested in destiny.

He just wanted to go and see the scenery above destiny one day.

“……”

The recorder stopped writing here and looked at the mechanic with greasy hands: "So, this is your reason for undermining the international order, trafficking in forbidden weapons, funding subversive organizations, triggering a bipolar war, and plotting to rule the world in secret?"

"It's none of my business!"

Ji Jue rolled his eyes: "I'm just a lousy car mechanic!"

Radiant rays of twilight light up all of Heaven and Earth;

The path to the Dao twists through countless trials in the mortal world.

Ethereal music lingers around the palace beams,

Divine winds gently brush against the robes of law.

Elixirs and panaceas are not my pursuit—

Refining the Dao, claiming supremacy, and slaying demons is!

You ask where the immortals have gone?

To the Jade Palace and Golden Halls, where they stand equal with the heavens!

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Some say the Jade Palace Immortal Lord is a hypocritical fiend.

Some say he simply got lucky, acted ruthlessly, and seized power for a time.

Others call him a savior of the world—claiming even now they’ve yet to repay the grace of the Jade Palace Immortal Lord.

But whether it was the struggling young man Wang Yulou, clawing his way up step by step,

Or the Wang Yulou who would later be hailed as the Immortal Lord of the Jade Palace,

He never paid any mind to the nonsense those people spouted.

The Sea of Bitterness churns—this journey was always meant to be against the current.

If one stops because of outside doubt and resistance…

How could one ever reach the other shore?

[No clichés] [No system] [Not a naive protagonist]

[Power scaling and economy remain intact]

[Completely original combat/cultivation system]

Immortals, gods and monsters, princes and generals; the dragon girl holds the lamp, and the cup holds the sea.

The wild fox meditates on Zen, and the fierce tiger realizes the Tao; he swims in the North Sea in the morning, and walks on the Cangwu River in the evening.

Immortals and gods exist in the world, and demons establish a country.

These originally had nothing to do with Qi Wuzhuo.

Qi Wuhuo, who always saw square words in his dreams, only thought about participating in the spring exam next year.

Until when he was making yellow rice rice, an old man gave him a jade pillow and made him have a long dream.

Huangliang is a dream.

…………

Huang Liang's dream awakened and broke through the ordinary mind, and from then on he opened the door to practice.

The golden crow flies and the jade rabbit walks away.

A grain of millet in the three realms, a few dust in the mountains and rivers.

Walking through the busy city with a sword.

No one knows that I am a true immortal.

When the mountain fruits fall in the rain, I ask after searching my heart;

The grass and insects chirp under the lamp, and you know the autumn by stroking the sword.

The little people are forced to stumble forward in the strange mountains and rivers of roses.

Liu Ji was summoned to another world as a hero.

But his luck seemed to be bad, and he landed in the wilderness.

In order to survive, he turned into a potato without the ability to survive in the wild.

A potato growing in the wild.

Every day, it performs photosynthesis while absorbing nutrients from the earth.

It absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and gathers the essence of all things.

Then, it stayed in the soil for thousands of years.

As a result, because there was no hero, this unfortunate world was successfully destroyed.

Moreover, heaven and earth are the furnace, and nature is the craftsman; yin and yang are the charcoal, and all things are the copper.

One day, I will let the furnace fire that refines the world be replaced by the flame that belongs to me

In the first year, Princess Li Qian first met the "gentleman". The man was upright and fair. She sneered: "Hypocrite."

In the third year, the battle for the heir to the throne was lost in one step. He closed his eyes and begged for death. The man was the only one who stepped forward and risked his life to protect him back to the capital. She sneered: "He is still a gentleman."

In the fifth year, the coup d'état ascended the throne. The empress came to the court and offered the man high positions, generous salaries, noble ladies and beauties. She refused them all. She frowned slightly: "He is indeed a gentleman."

In the tenth year, she woke up in the morning with soreness all over her body. She gritted her teeth and cursed the man beside her: "You are unworthy of being a gentleman!"

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"Three things can make the empire great again: swords, humble officials and Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism."

He said to the empress.

The world has been in chaos for more than three hundred years.

There is endless singing and dancing in the Central Plains, foreign races are preparing for war, swordsmen are everywhere in the world, and famous generals are suppressing the ten directions.

Five years before the world falls into chaos, the young pharmacist Li Guan kills someone on a rainy night.

I finally opened my eyes and saw the chaos in this world.

There are piles of bones under the horses' hooves, famous generals, beauties, martial arts world, magic weapons, common people, and Dharma images.

Since ancient times, only white bones and yellow sand fields have been seen!

Confucian scholars were crushed by iron hooves; Buddhas were swept flat by spears!

I, Li Guanyi, invite this world to die!