I Rise to the Top in Infinite Games Through Novels

[Completed: The Metaphysics Master Carries the Whole Team. Metaphysics preorder: The Ancestor Comes Down the Mountain] [Please support the official version on Jinjiang. Writing is hard, and my hands, shoulders, neck, and lower back are injured. I sincerely ask you to respect the author's work.] Chi Yiyin is hailed as a top horror novelist. Everyone who has read his books says the fear clings to you like a shadow. They don't know those stories are based on Chi Yiyin's own experiences. While exploring a haunted house at night for inspiration, Chi Yiyin was dragged into another world. This place was insane and dangerous, full of ghosts and fallen gods. Even after humans awakened their bloodlines, they could only struggle to survive. One wrong step meant a horrific death. Yet while the other players were scared half to death and could barely cling to life, Chi Yiyin pulled out his little notebook. “This is terrifying. It could make good inspiration.” The ghost froze: ? Please show a little respect, thanks. The next moment, the ghost was sealed inside Chi Yiyin's notebook and became his ghostly tool. The ghost was stunned. Any ghost successfully written into Chi Yiyin's stories would be sealed inside his books and put to use. A rumor about a human began circulating through the game world Chi Yiyin is here! It's terrifying! Run! The fallen god sat atop the game world, filled with loathing. Then He saw a brilliant starlight overcoming every obstacle, crossing worlds to come to Him. He loves me. The fallen god thought. Then this world, which should have been destroyed, had a reason to keep existing: for him, the sun would rise. “Don't write those nobodies into your stories. I can be your power. Fill your books with my name, and you will become a new god. I will be your most faithful follower.” The fallen god kissed him reverently. “I give you a god's complete devotion and faith.” People eagerly waiting for Chi Yiyin's new book discovered that the top horror novelist had actually switched to writing a romance story?? Chi Yiyin smiled and announced, “That's right. I'm in love.” “With a god.” Preorder: The Ancestor Comes Down the Mountain According to legend, a peerless founding ancestor of the Xuan Yi Sect lived a thousand years ago. He fought the Ghost Emperor for eighty-one days and nights, then used his own body to suppress the evil spirits and keep the mortal world at peace. But the legend was so old that no one could verify it. Even the Xuan Yi Sect itself no longer believed it. All that remained was a solitary historical record describing how the Xuan Yi Ancestor was a proper gentleman, dressed in white like three layers of snow, while the Ghost Emperor was volatile and cruel, despising all humanity. Lin Qi, who had quit cultivation to become an idol, didn't believe it either. If they really had such an ancestor, would the Xuan Yi Sect have fallen into such decline, with only their master and disciple left? But his master kicked him out the door, so he still went up the mountain to pay respects to the ancestor. He even lost his phone without realizing it. A few days later, he got a message: “I'm alive. Come get me.” Lin Qi: “!! Who are you?” The person on the other end sneered. “Your grandpa, Xie Daoling.” The Xuan Yi Ancestor's surname really was Xie. Xie Daoling had a bad temper and a sharp tongue. He berated everyone who came asking for help at the Xuan Yi Sect, as well as Lin Qi's entertainment-industry colleagues. One was accused of bringing it on himself, another of being shameless. No one escaped. But his combat power was off the charts. They couldn't beat him or out-insult him, and the celebrities were furious. Other celebrities' fans: Who are you? Get lost! Then the other metaphysical sects said: Isn't that our ancestor? Why is he at the Xuan Yi Sect? His disciples' disciples crowded the gate, eager to recognize their founding master, while the rich and powerful flocked to him. But Xie Daoling said: “I don't take in trash. Get lost.” The fans were dumbfounded: “I admit we were a little too loud before. What kind of immortal has descended to earth?” Only Lin Qi, fighting to be named Grandpa's number one grandson, ground his teeth in frustration. “He's a liar! Don't believe him! What happened to being a proper gentleman?” The fierce ghosts and villains, beaten black and blue: “Sob, what gentleman? How can a Taoist priest be this vicious?” Xie Daoling smiled. “Your grandpa here is a gentleman. Got a problem? Come at me.” Theme: Never give up