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.

4 more will be published after some sleep :).


"That night... Yuyan felt a tightness in her chest, worrying that Yino might be in danger in the Secret Realm. So I comforted Yuyan, saying we would go early to meet Yino after the Secret Realm ended the next day..."


"I always thought that after Chen Jianxin died, Yino had accomplished great merit, and the Celestial Master would appreciate him, but unexpectedly..."


"And! And no one told me beforehand about killing Yino!"


At this point, Yanran didn't forget to look up at the two foxes beside her.


For a moment, Jinyue turned her little face away, and Yuebai also buried her head in silence.


Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Yanran could only continue: "Later, when I followed Yuyan to the Secret Realm plaza, I only then received the Celestial Master's order to kill Yino!"


Chapter 262 - Ch 262 - Senior Sister, I Really Can't Take It Anymore II