I died as a hardcore gamer, only to open my eyes in a cultivation fantasy I once played. Not as the hero. Not even as a helpful mentor. or a big villian... But as the cannon fodder destined to die before the first act even concludes.
I recognize this world instantly—the sprawling mansions of nobility, the immortal sects hidden in misty mountains, the power hierarchy where cultivators stand above common folk. I've played through this story dozens of times, defeated every hidden boss, unlocked every secret ending. And now I'm trapped inside it, wearing the skin of the game's first villain.
My position? The worthless young master of a prestigious family, universally despised yet secretly possessing a dormant bloodline that nobody in-game ever discovered because this character dies too quickly.
But something is wrong. Characters are behaving differently than they did in the game. Events are unfolding in unexpected ways. The cold beauty who should immediately despise me seems strangely interested in my skills. The vixen villianess who orchestrated my demise now studies me with curiosity.
Is my presence changing the storyline? Or was there always more to this world than what players could see through their screens?
With each deviation from the script I memorized, my meta-knowledge becomes less reliable. Yet it remains my greatest weapon as I navigate political intrigue, forge unlikely alliances, and desperately work to awaken powers that were never meant to be unlocked by a character designed only to die.
I refuse to be expendable. I reject the role assigned to me. In a world where destiny is supposedly predetermined, I will rewrite the algorithm itself—or break the entire system trying.

Ch 261 - Senior Sister, I Really Can't Take It Anymore


The chess piece slipped from her hand and fell to the ground, the tense atmosphere inexplicably making the white fox girl below the platform feel her heart rise to her throat. Yuebai didn't dare raise her head, just kneeling on the ground, her delicate body trembling.


But just when Yuebai thought her plan had been exposed, the white-haired immortal opened her golden eyes, seemingly laughing coldly out of anger, and said meaningfully:


"What an intricately linked chain of coincidental fate!"


"The nine-colored deer and Yunjin whom he saved at the Wuji Sect have now become his lifesaving fortune in the Azure Forest..."


"It seems Yino's life was not meant to end."


With these words, the white-haired immortal raised her hand to her forehead, laughing and shaking her head.


Seeing that the Celestial Master believed her, Yuebai breathed a sigh of relief, and her nine tails began to wag slightly.


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