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.
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All names, places, and deities are fictional and not linked to any real religion or culture.

Changli is a bit too overpowered. How am I supposed to fight this? She is practically stripping all my secrets bare.


At this moment, Yino faced Changli and felt that indescribable pressure washing over him again. Whether it was the projection in the Liuli Illusion Realm or Changli herself in the real world, both were terrifying.


This woman who possessed overpowering beauty and strength, was also suspected to have some kind of familial relationship with him.


Otherwise, being caught by Changli would sooner or later result in Yino wishing for death.


Seeing Yino look like a prisoner, Changli leaned forward with a bit more pride.


Changli was a Vermilion Bird who had lived for a lifetime. Yet at this moment, facing the special existence that was Yino, she looked like a young girl filled with curiosity. She lay on the table. Her phoenix eyes focused on observing every detail on Yino's face.


Chapter 522 - Ch 522 - Is This Also Something I Taught You in the Illusion?