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.

"Master, are you alright? Did Yino hurt you?" Xumo asked curiously when he saw his master suddenly fall silent.


"I'm fine... how could I easily fall into the hands of a mere mortal..."


Yuebai hugged herself, her silver teeth clenched, casually appeasing Xumo.


While enduring, Yuebai listened to Xumo's indignant description while recalling how she had resided in the sacred mark on Yino's hand, witnessing Xumo's pathetic state firsthand.


Even then, Yuebai had already lost all sympathy for Xumo.


She now felt Xumo was foolish and deserved his fate.


In the Azure Forest, Xumo had turned into a fawning dog the moment he saw Ruoning, ignoring Yuebai's warnings and insisting on offending Liuli to save Ruoning. Later, after being thoroughly cursed by Ruoning, Xumo ran to the bridge to reminisce about Yuebai, the master who had always accompanied him. His behavior truly disgusted Yuebai...


Chapter 266 - Ch 266 - Is This... Really a Technique from the Celestial Medicine Temple?