This game makes me feel as if I've transmigrated.
Take a master, cultivate in seclusion, fight demonic beasts, run auctions. Can society get any worse?
The hardships of human relationships and the coldness of companies make me appreciate the warmth of the sect all the more.
Goofy player: "One thousand seven hundred spirit stones!"
"The spirit stones the sect master handed out aren't enough. We'll sneak up on him later, knock him out, and steal the items he's auctioning."
The sect master said that as long as we offer up our livers, he can lead the sect to ascension next month. Then we'll get new demonic beasts and new maps.
That means we'll be able to grind even harder.
"Charge!"
"For the new gear!"
"Moo-nyeh!"
Jiang Chen, who transmigrated to this continent, discovered that ever since he gained the ability to summon players, he had to put on the airs of a great master every day and coax this bunch of adorable newbies. So exhausting...
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
