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.

"Don't worry, next, I'll make you atone with your death."


She spoke coldly, her beautiful face paired with the gleaming sword in her hand making her look like a cold and merciless Valkyrian on the battlefield.


But this time, as her words fell, Liuli half-kneeling on the ground gritted her teeth, her usually quiet and elegant face finally provoked to anger, her beautiful eyes glaring at Yuyan—


"Foolish woman, what do you know, daring to play judge in front of me!"


"I'm just letting you act superior for a moment! When Master arrives, I'll help capture both you and Mei..."


"No, Liuli, don't be impulsive, don't clash head-on with Yuyan!"


"She's only giving you the illusion that you can match her strength, but once you wound her in combat, she's very likely to enter her second stage due to her injuries and kill you instead!"


Chapter 333 - Ch 333 - Who Says Only You Can Benefit from the Demon Abyss?