To ascend, I had no choice but to create games

“When the wind flutters my immortal robes high, I seem to dance like a goddess in rainbow feathers!”

“Good~”

Satisfied, the old man patted the little emperor’s head and, like a fierce tiger, closed his eyes, leaned against the throne, and fell into a deep sleep.

Yet, even as he slept, the emperor’s chanting still echoed in the vast hall, filled with a haunting sorrow.

Before falling asleep, Zhao Qin had issued an order that no one was to obstruct Fang Cheng’s actions.

Having left the palace, Fang Cheng pulled up his list of targets and started selecting his next one, First Under Heaven Taoist.

This target was also quite troublesome, mostly because one had to traverse the world’s Taoist Academies, discuss the insights of cultivation with each Taoist temple’s master, and garner their approval and willing handover of their seals.

Only with all the seals could one meet the current First Under Heaven Taoist, converse with them, and persuade or overpower them to gain the title.

However, it was almost impossible for a player to practice the Dao, and even if one did, it was unlikely they could out-talk those masters, and should the masters refuse to give their seals, the players could also not defeat them, making the task quite complicated.

But Fang Cheng didn’t mind and was even a little excited.

After all, since his rebirth, he hadn’t had the opportunity to engage with any fellow cultivators. Now, he was looking for a proper exchange to reminisce over the good old days.

Since he was already in Capital City, he would start with the city’s largest Taoist temple and move on from there.

With a clear plan in mind, Fang Cheng walked toward the Taoist temple.

But just as he arrived at the entrance, he saw a man and a woman getting thrown out of the temple.

The man hit the ground hard, and upon getting up, he turned around and shouted angrily, “I donated money! What’s wrong with eating your two bowls of rice!”

“Donor,” said the young Taoist dressed in daoist robes, “you donated only five copper coins, yet stayed in our temple for seven days, eating plenty and even asking for food to go. We feel quite merciful for not having hit you.”

“Why must you outsiders be so petty!”

“We may be outsiders, but we’re not fools. Donor, here’s a suggestion: take a right turn outside, and the Buddhist holy land is that way. Go trouble them.”

“They referred us here!”

“…Please, don’t come back.”

While the man was speaking, the woman by his side kept her distance, clearly wanting nothing to do with him.

Once the male player had vented, he noticed Fang Cheng nearby and immediately spoke up, “Hey, bro, you looking to enter and try your luck at an advanced skill? I suggest you avoid this place, they’re too stingy. By the way, I’m Xiemen Waidao; I feel like we’re destined to meet. Do you also like Fang Cheng?”

Fang Cheng looked at Xiemen Waidao and nodded, “I know you.”

“Really? I feel like I have some renown. That lady over there is Mukuai 1234; we’re good partners. You know Mukuai, right? She’s a special Easter egg for ‘The Healer.’ Aren’t you envious of me? Join our Morals Aid Group, and let’s uncover the secrets of this game together.”

Noticing that Fang Cheng was getting entangled with Xiemen Waidao, she couldn’t help but sigh and then approached, saying, “Player, I’ll kill him in a moment, and you can just take the chance to leave. This guy’s not right in the head, and it’s best not to get involved with him. Wait… Great Heavenly Lord!”

Mukuai 1234’s eyes widened as she stared at Fang Cheng. His familiar Divine Sense immediately made her recognize his identity.

Fang Cheng had no intention of hiding himself and simply nodded at Mukuai 1234, then turned his attention back to Xiemen Waidao.

Fate, truly ineffable.

The player before him, Xiemen Waidao, served as half a nemesis of his own.

Once in ‘The Healer,’ the Red Fire ignited by him had raised the stakes for the healers and in turn caused his own great endeavor of Dao confirmation to fail.

The second time was in “Dark Builder,” where the player’s moves completely turned the game’s objectives on their head, and cut off his own path to enlightenment right in front of him.

Afterward, he found that this player’s thought process was incredibly unorthodox and his methods far exceeded common sense, and critically, the player also had great fortune which frequently led to success.

Although it was not entirely his fault, every time Fang Cheng thought about his rival in enlightenment right in front of him, he felt the urge to throw him out and fill a riverbed.

But then, on second thought, he felt this was a good opportunity.

Observing such an eccentric player, understanding their way of gaming, and getting familiar with how they managed the game could greatly enhance his own understanding of the game and substantially increase his resilience to oddball players.

So, gaming with the other party might be a good chance to understand them better.

While Fang Cheng was pondering, Mukuai 1234 was also thinking about what to do.

In her heart, Little Heavenly Way Tian Xuan was her lifesaver and had given her a second chance in life, which was extremely admirable!

And Fang Cheng, the lifesaver of Little Heavenly Way Tian Xuan, who had effortlessly annihilated Disease Demon Lord and then allowed players to come and mend the world, possessed such great mana and compassion that he was a thousand times more remarkable.

Such a towering figure now stood before her, causing her to become so nervous that she was at a loss for words.

Then, she began to ponder Fang Cheng’s intentions, trying to figure out his thoughts, attempting to understand what Great Heavenly Lord wanted to do, and finally reached a conclusion.

Not a clue!

Absolutely no idea!

In her eyes, such a person could recreate heaven and earth at a whim, so his everyday thoughts must involve the profound principles of the universe, far beyond what a small Heavenly Taoist like her could fathom.

Having sorted out the cause and effect, she immediately grabbed Xiemen Waidao and said, “This player must have his own issues, we shouldn’t bother him. Come with me!”

“But…”

“No buts, come with me! You can make me wear whatever you want, maid outfit, swimsuit, or whatever, let’s go!”

“The more you say that, the more I want to invite him.”

While Xiemen Waidao was still conflicted about whether to satisfy his curiosity, Fang Cheng beside them spoke up.

“Please wait a moment,” Fang Cheng called out to them and then said warmly, “I was actually thinking of teaming up too, so let’s form a group for the time being.”

“My good sir, you’ve got a keen eye, let’s now consider how to break into this Taoist temple and then go inside.”

Mukuai 1234 looked at Xiemen Waidao in despair, praying silently that he wouldn’t create a scandal that would disgust both gods and men, causing Great Heavenly Lord to notice that the person she was assisting was an amoral clown and thereby also lowering her own standing.

Fang Cheng paid no attention to Mukuai 1234’s emotions but looked at Xiemen Waidao and asked, “Why are you so fixated on this Taoist temple?”

“The old Taoist here is said to be skilled in the ancient Qi refining method, and a genuine cultivator. I reckon he must have some advanced skills, so I wanted to learn a few. Unfortunately, that old Taoist is very protective of his possessions, and I can’t get a glimpse no matter what.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Cheng became somewhat interested and asked, “You’re learning the Qi refinement methods to become a Taoist?”

“Who would want to become a Taoist? I’m all about boosting my strength. According to our Q group’s research, Qi Refinement should be one of the fastest ways to increase attributes. Having high attributes also makes learning other skills significantly faster; it’s theoretically one of the quickest ways to increase one’s strength.”

Knowing that the other party did not wish to become a Taoist, Fang Cheng heaved a slight sigh and continued to ask, “So, what’s your goal?”

“To become the Number One Evil Person Under The Heavens, of course! But committing evil deeds requires sufficient strength, at least enough to beat the First Under Heaven God-catcher, and then I can calmly commit every crime there is. When I first started playing, I found that this title was tailor-made for me, and I would never rest in peace if I didn’t get it!”

Such lofty ideals made Fang Cheng sense the unfathomable depths of Xiemen Waidao’s lack of morals and his determination to find amusement at any cost, even if it meant ruining his reputation.

Beside him, Mukuai 1234 had already covered her face, completely at a loss for the right expression at this moment.