The Max-Level National Sage Is a Divine Fortune-Teller Who Dominates the Infinite Game [Book Transmigration]

Coming soon: "[Book Transmigration] The Ghosts in the Infinite Game Can Hear the Thoughts of a Max-Level National Preceptor." The System wants me to play a cannon-fodder character, but the ghosts in the dungeon can hear my thoughts! Check out my author page, and please add it to your reading list in advance!

A highly respected national preceptor transmigrates and becomes Chen Qingzhi, a cannon-fodder character in a horror game.

He enters a five-star-difficulty game dungeon in a frail body so weak he can barely care for himself.

Seeing how weak he is, online viewers worry he'll die on his own before he even encounters a ghost in the dungeon.

When a player is killed in a game dungeon, the viewers and teammates watching their livestream die too.

Countless viewers: "..."

When the game begins, Chen Qingzhi sees translucent luck bars above the other players' heads. Some have luck values close to zero, and the very next second they head into the most dangerous part of the dungeon, where the ghosts are at their fiercest.

Since he started as cannon fodder, he thought his luck value would be close to zero too. But he never expected it to be a full negative ten thousand!

A hellish start, and just when everyone thinks he's about to die, Chen Qingzhi goes on a rampage through the horror dungeons with his Taoist arts!

The players and countless viewers are dumbfounded, questioning everything they know!

"Who was that incredibly cool young man who leaped through the air, stepped on the Big Dipper, and set up a soul-destroying formation?!"

"Aaaaaah! Oh my god, Chen Qingzhi's deductions are so amazing! He figures out the hidden clues in every dungeon perfectly. He's so smart!"

"Unbelievable! I've been waiting with my phone every night until midnight just to watch his livestream! Wahhh, it's so exciting!"

The ghosts in the dungeon: "Look at how smug he is. We have to find a way to torment him, humiliate him, and beat him..."

Later, the vengeful ghosts: "Great Master, please! Your dungeons really aren't exciting enough for you. Don't crush us with such an overwhelming advantage. We're falling apart!"

Chen Qingzhi: "I think they're pretty interesting!"

He kills gods when he meets them and kills ghosts when he encounters them. He's so overpowered at clearing levels that the Infinite Game builds him ancestral halls and temples.

Looking back, shrines and temples to the national preceptor have sprung up all over the Infinite Game! There are too many to count!

A cool, aloof, highborn, secretly passionate, devastatingly handsome pursuer VS a frail, sickly, handsome national preceptor who can take on the world

It's definitely going to be good, really exciting! Please add it to your reading list and leave a comment! I won't disappoint you!

This story is entirely fictional! Please believe in science!

My upcoming story: "[Book Transmigration] The Ghosts in the Infinite Game Can Hear the Thoughts of a Max-Level National Preceptor." Please add it to your reading list in advance! Here's the summary:

A national preceptor renowned throughout history transmigrates to the modern era. The System makes him play a cannon-fodder character in a horror game.

Frail and sickly, barely able to care for himself, the kind who dies right from the start.

In the horror game, the national preceptor tries hard to cooperate with the System. Whenever he encounters a ghost in a dungeon, he pretends to be weak and frail, acting terrified.

The dungeon ghosts see him, pale-faced and unsteady on his feet, and think he's here to die in a dangerous place.

But every time they try to kill him, the little cannon fodder manages to dodge.

The dungeon ghosts: "What's going on? How can this puny cannon fodder still be alive after we've chased him down and tried to kill him so many times?"

Soon, they hear the little cannon fodder's thoughts: "The ghosts in this game are way too weak. They call this a five-star difficulty and a ferocious evil spirit? Is this supposed to be a joke?"

The evil spirits in the five-star danger zone: ???

"I deliberately used the weakest talismans when I cast my spells just now. How can these ghosts still not beat me? They're so weak!"

The ghosts in the five-star danger zone: ????

"Are there any scarier, more exciting dungeons in this game? The difficulty is so low that this national preceptor wants to lie down and sleep. They can't still lose to me even now, can they?!"

All the ghosts: Aaaaaah! Who said he was cannon fodder who'd die right from the start? Has he been going easy on us the whole time? Is he really that strong?!

Wang Qingxi: "I didn't want to make it so obvious, but you lot are just too useless!"

On the sofa in a dark living room, Wang Qingxi is suddenly pinned down, a strong hand pressing against his chest. Their eyes meet, and an intensely oppressive aura sweeps over him.

"I heard you think our horror dungeons are boring, and that you fell asleep in a danger zone."

Wang Qingxi looks at the man in front of him, with sharp, striking features and a face so handsome it's breathtaking. His expression remains calm. "The dungeon difficulty is pretty average."

The handsome Ghost King hears the national preceptor's thoughts: "No, this game is pretty interesting. You're especially interesting-looking! Why are you so exactly my type? What should I do? I want to take you home."

The young Ghost King: "..."

"So you like me too!"

A cool, noble, aloof, passionate, handsome Ghost King VS a frail, sickly national preceptor who can take on the world

It's sure to be great! Please add it to your reading list in advance! Mwah!

Another upcoming story: "[Book Transmigration] The Max-Level National Preceptor Runs Wild in the Infinite Game." Please add it to your reading list in advance! Here's the summary:

A national preceptor transmigrates to the modern era and becomes the legitimate young master whose good fortune was stolen. He's frail and sickly, too.

The legitimate young master was born under an auspicious sign and destined for a fine life, but becomes a tool for the evil-doing impostor young master to take the misfortune meant for him. He ends up living as the impostor's foil.

The national preceptor looks at the impostor young master, who is "throwing his weight around" in front of him, and smiles with a shrug.

You dare steal this national preceptor's good fortune? I'll make you livestream a 360-degree prostration!

In the Infinite Game, evil spirits roam all sorts of dangerous places. The impostor young master claims to be skilled in Taoist arts, but turns pale and trembles all over when the ghosts scare him.

The frail, sickly legitimate young master, dismissed by everyone, livestreams his Taoist arts in the danger zones. With godlike techniques, he captures ghosts, who are beaten so badly they can't fight back and end up kneeling to beg the national preceptor for mercy.

Countless wealthy people wait outside the national preceptor's home early in the morning, hoping he'll tell their fortunes.

The upper classes do everything they can to curry favor with him.

In the Infinite Game, countless players become the national preceptor's followers just to stay alive!

Most absurd of all, the Infinite Game's ultimate BOSS actually comes out with him!!

Check out these completed stories in the same series: "The National Preceptor Is So Handsome, Telling Fortunes Live [Ancient to Modern]" and "The Max-Level National Preceptor Is a God at Livestream Fortune-Telling [Ancient to Modern]." If you're interested, visit my author page to read them! Please add me to your favorites too! Mwah!

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