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062 A Path Forsaken

I stood there in silence, watching as my armor crumbled into dust, fading away like a dream that had lasted just a little too long. In its place, I felt the familiar texture of my Lofty Jade Proposition robe, wrapping around me comfortably. The battle was over. The so-called Heavenly Demon was nothing but a memory now.

Gu Jie, too, changed. Her younger, unburdened appearance now carried more nuance. Her clothes and features shifted, aligning with the version of her I had come to know. I...

061 Breaking the Shackles

Again, seeing how I slaughtered the demonic clone, I realized just how vastly different damage was calculated in this world. I still couldn’t let go of the mentality that this place functioned like Lost Legends Online. The numbers in my head weren’t adding up.

Anyway…

Ambition crumbled into dust, his spear vanishing with him.

Cruelty grinned. His spear crackled with dark energy, the single prong splitting into two jagged points. The air twisted around him as his aura g...

060 Righteous Reckoning

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t see this coming.

One of the recurring xianxia tropes, I think… was the master taking over the disciple’s body. To be fair, it happened so many times in Lost Legends Online—especially to players who followed the Mage Legacy. Liches and demons loved the body possession genre way too much.

Well, transmigrators could learn a thing or two from them.

Or maybe it was the other way around.<...

059 YOU ARE MINE

I was hyperventilating.

My chest heaved, my hands trembled, and my vision blurred as sweat dripped down my forehead. My thoughts scattered like frightened rats, my senses overwhelmed by the sheer wrongness coursing through my veins.

And then—

"It’s me, David."

I froze.

The voice echoed inside my head, distant yet familiar, like a name I had forgotten but somehow always knew.

"Stay focused," David said. "We are inside your memories. If you lose...

058 Repentant Path

A book was carried into the hall.

Thick, ancient, bound in leather blackened with age. Its cover bore no title, only foreign inscriptions carved deep into its flesh, pulsing with a wicked glow. Elders dressed in ceremonial robes bore it upon a crimson cloth, moving with deliberate reverence, their faces solemn.

The room grew colder as it approached.

I felt it—an aura unlike any I had ever known, a presence that scraped against the edges of my senses like a whisper too clos...

057 Heavenly Demon

I woke up.

The stone ceiling above me was the same as always—cold, cracked, eternal. My thin bedding did little to soften the hardness of the floor, but I had long since learned to ignore such things. Comfort was a luxury meant for those who had already proven themselves.

I sat up, my limbs aching from yesterday’s training. My breath came out slow and steady, white mist curling from my lips in the dim morning air. The world outside had yet to awaken. No sounds of combat. No sc...

056 Gu Jie’s Story

I forgot myself for a moment.

It happened again.

Just like with David_69, when I synchronized with his memory and became him, I was slipping into someone else’s life—someone else’s past.

I had told myself it wouldn’t happen again.

But what was stopping me?

...

..

.

I am Gu Jie.

My name’s Gu Jie.

I was born mute in a farming village somewhere in the archipelago.

My father and mother loved me, despite my deficiency. The...

055 The Path to Another Self

I recalled how I had grinded my Divine Sense skill in the entire duration of the festival, elevating it from a simple mechanic to something that matched the flavor text attached to it.

Honing my skills to the point that they embodied their descriptions to the letter was one way to train and strengthen myself.

I opened my eyes.

The sensation of leaving my main body always left me feeling weightless, like I had been untethered from something solid. But this time, there was som...

054 Killing Time

Okay, it was just you and me, Ren Jingyi.

The goldfish swam lazily in her bowl, flicking her tail with an air of utter disinterest. I’d like to believe we had a bond, but in reality, I was probably just the giant who occasionally gave her lettuce.

I sat cross-legged beside her, idly tapping a finger against the rim of the bowl. I had imagined my training arc happening in some secluded mountain—testing out techniques, pushing the limits of my abilities, discovering some ridicul...

053 Ren Xun the Guide

Ren Xun let go of the wheel, setting the controls to autopilot before slumping onto the bench. The hum of the Floating Dragon filled the air. A steady and rhythmic pulse was coming from the artifact’s formations.

He exhaled, letting the tension ease from his shoulders.

What was he supposed to make of this situation?

His father had sent him off to guide this group, but why? Ren Xun had been somewhat of a prince, a young lord of the Empire, yet here he was, re...

052 Farewell, Yellow Dragon City

By first light, the city stirred. The festival’s remnants—discarded lanterns, empty bottles, and torn banners—littered the streets. Yet, despite the mess, there was a sense of peace. People moved with purpose, sweeping away debris, washing the roads, and setting things right as if nothing had happened.

I stood atop the city wall, looking down at the scene. Jiang Zhen stood to my right, arms crossed, his expression unreadable. Ren Jin was on my left, still as ever, the prince watch...

051 The Worst Game Ever

Lost Legends Online sucked.

Karen had sunk thousands of hours into it, and she wouldn’t be the first to admit it was a terrible game. The player base was abysmally low, and for good reason. It had the most overkill, convoluted skill system imaginable. The penalties were downright torturous. The game’s sheer depth and complexity weren’t a sign of brilliance—they were a sign of poor game design.

And yet, she loved it.

Karen scrolled through her skill list, shaking...

050 End of Book 1 - Yellow Dragon Festival

The auction had been running smoothly for a while. A few items went here and there: treasures, rare herbs, and cultivation techniques, but nothing that really caught my interest. My gold coins even made an appearance, marketed as some kind of special metal that could be refined into a weapon.

The Isolation Path Sect had been aggressively bidding on all sorts of medicines, likely stocking up for the demon threat. A few wealthy merchants also participated, throwing spirit stones at artifa...

049 The Auction

The Yellow Dragon Festival was in full swing. Drums thundered through the streets, while the scent of roasted meats mingled with the sharp tang of incense. Lanterns swayed overhead, casting golden light on dancers below. Everywhere I turned, revelers drank, laughed, and celebrated as if the world knew no sorrow.

Naturally, that was when an enforcer arrived to ruin my day.

“Daoist Da Wei,” he greeted, offering a crisp martial bow. “It is time.”

I gave him a flat look....

048 The Governor & His Wife

Yue Ruo stepped into her husband’s study, her footsteps barely audible against the polished wooden floor. Ren Jin sat behind his desk, fingers steepled in thought, while Chief Enforcer Liang Na stood by the window, still as a statue. At her arrival, both turned; it was Liang Na who offered the first respectful nod.

“Have you reached a decision?” Yue Ruo asked, her voice calm and clear.

Ren Jin exhaled through his nose, rubbing his brow. “We must assign someone to the Daois...

047 The Grand Feast

The Grand Feast was in full swing. Laughter and music intertwined with the rhythmic beat of festival drums, their echoes seeping into the manor like an unrelenting tide. From my window, I watched as dragons—long, sinuous constructs of silk and light—danced through the streets, weaving between lanterns that glowed like fallen stars. By the gates, food stalls displayed their finest offerings, their rich aroma enough to make even the most disciplined cultivators waver.

Yet, I had no ti...

046 Imperial Decree

Golden Sun Pavilion was a scholar’s dream.

Despite its name, it wasn’t a pavilion made of gold—though the polished wood and flowing silk banners gave it a regal presence. It was a grand structure, with halls dedicated to various fields of study, from martial techniques to esoteric philosophy. The air smelled of aged paper, ink, and a hint of incense as if the very walls had absorbed centuries of wisdom.

I had spent the better part of the day patching up my general knowledge ...

045 Qi & Mana

Jiang Zhen let out a quiet scoff as he swirled his tea, watching the arena below. "I still can't believe the City Governor decided to continue the festival."

I took a slow sip, enjoying the warmth of the cup in my hands. "It would’ve been a pity if he didn’t."

Jiang Zhen gave me a sideways glance, arching a brow. "Oh? That’s an interesting take, considering everything that just happened."

I gestured toward the arena below, where the festival’s final matches were in f...

044 His Legend

“You mean to tell me you cannot fly?” Jiang Zhen’s voice carried a hint of amusement, barely concealed behind a facade of solemnity.

I shot him a glare. “I can fall with style. That count?”

Perched atop his flying shovel, Jiang Zhen smirked, arms folded like some sagely immortal. The wind tugged at his robes, making him look infuriatingly majestic.

“No, my friend,” he said. “It does not.”

I resisted the urge to scowl and instead retrieved Lofty Jade P...

043 Corruption

My Divine Sense screamed at me.

I gasped, snapping back to reality—no, not my reality. Not yet.

I thought the memory synchronization had finally ended.

But when I blinked, my perspective shifted again.

And I was David_69 once more.

—

The dungeon was suffocating. The air was thick, as if pressing down on my lungs.

No torches. No light sources. Just an endless, stretching void.

And then—

It moved.

A mass of writhing tentacles sli...

042 Immersion

I excused myself as soon as I could, leaving behind the Elders and Ren Jin before they could question me further. Their curiosity would have to wait—I had something far more urgent to deal with. Something I shouldn't be delaying.

The moment I was clear of the city, I ran. Not casually. Not cautiously. Full sprint.

Physics aside, I managed to escape them without a commotion and it helped that they left me alone, probably to convene between themselves.

I dashed into the near...

041 Demonic Invaders

Brukhelm’s body was no more, reduced to drifting embers and scattering dust. But I was not deceived.

A crimson ember streaked through the air, writhing with hatred—his demonic soul.

The instant his mortal shell crumbled, his soul fled, slipping through the smallest cracks in the Great Barrier like mist through a sieve. A flickering wisp of malice, retreating to whatever foul abyss had birthed him.

But even the most elusive specter could not escape my Divine Sense.

...

040 Final Adjudication

So why was I not wearing my helm? Was it vanity? No. I simply wasn’t accustomed to it. My vision narrowed when I wore one, the stifling weight pressing against my skull like a cage. A weakness, one I would have to overcome—just not today.

“ARROGANT. ARROGANT HUMAN.”

Brukhelm seethed, his molten eyes burning with disdain.

The Great Barrier flared, its golden light pulsing with a divine resonance that hummed through my bones. The air stilled, as if the heavens the...

039 Great Barrier

The clash of steel sent a shockwave rippling through the battlefield. Da Wei’s blade met the demon’s greatsword, and the very air trembled with the impact. Ren Jin, hovering above, watched with narrowed eyes. Below, cracks spiderwebbed across the earth beneath Da Wei’s feet, but he did not yield an inch. Instead, he met the demon’s gaze with cold disdain.

To Ren Jin’s astonishment, the creature flinched.

A golden arc of light followed Da Wei’s sword, cutting through th...

038 Fallen Angel

"Vanquished? Me?" Lu Gao—no, the thing that had once been Lu Gao—scoffed. His voice carried a deep, guttural reverberation, layered as though multiple beings spoke in unison. "You are quite arrogant despite being this far from home."

Home? No, I had a feeling we weren’t talking about the same place.

I activated Holy Wrath.

The arena floor beneath me shimmered as a circle of blue and gold radiance flared to life. Ethereal feathers—burning, divine—rose from the groun...

037 His Oath

Oath of the Wandering Adjudicator

"To walk is to seek. To seek is to understand. To understand is to judge with fairness."

I am neither bound by crown nor chained by creed.
I walk the road of self-discovery, where every step reveals truth.
I do not raise my blade in hatred, but neither do I stay my hand against cruelty.
I am no saint, nor do I claim wisdom beyond others—
Yet where justice is absent, I shall stand.
Where despair takes ro...

036 Great Enemy

036 Great Enemy

Lu Gao stood tall, a picture of wealth and power. His long dark hair was tied in a neat ponytail, his robes were pristine, embroidered with golden dragons slithering across deep blue silk. His posture was straight, exuding the self-assurance of someone who had never been denied anything in his life. His frame was lean, but the compact muscles beneath his robes spoke of rigorous training. He was strong—stronger than I had expected.

I released Long...

035 A Line Crossed

"Out of bounds!"

Liang Na’s voice echoed across the arena.

Elder Pan Xia shot up from his seat, stomping hard enough that the wooden flooring beneath him creaked in protest. For an old man, he sure moved like an angry toddler.

I imagined he was angrier at Lu Gao than at Jia Yun.

Jia Yun losing didn’t seem to upset him as much as Lu Gao being the one responsible for it.

I had a suspicion that Elder Pan Xia’s relationship with Jia Yun was the opposite of what...

034 Semi-Finals

Fan Shi was definitely not a player. That much was clear. She wasn’t even reacting to things a modern person would recognize. No memes, no references, no sense of shared culture. That meant she was either a special NPC or a genuine person in a world that had, for some reason, become real to me.

Either way, as far as I was concerned, this was no longer a game.

I dismissed Fan Shi after our talk, letting her go about her day while I continued playing Go with Gu Jie. The game was o...

033 The Lost Legacy

In one of the rooms assigned to the Isolation Path Sect within the City Governor’s estate, a certain little goldfish swam happily in her bowl. I leaned in close, using the allure of the lettuce to gently feed the little fishy. Ren Jingyi wiggled excitedly in response. Good girl. I continued to shower her with affection, watching her swim in lazy circles, while my attention remained on Gu Jie.

She sat across from me, her posture composed, her hands resting lightly in her lap. Her compl...