Han Wuqing stared at the oddly designed chair before him—pitch black, with a high back and plush cushioning. It was unmistakably out of place in this world. Without hesitation, he sat down. Immediately, the monitor flickered to life, displaying a series of menus and prompts:
"Design Virtual World"
"Connect to Earth Server"
"Real-World Law Shield"
"…So that's what this is for," he muttered.
"Let's take a look at the Virtual World Design first…"
He studied the interface for a while.
"Hmm, so… this is a feature that allows me to map, program, and restructure this real world into something that functions like a virtual reality game."
"Interesting," he mused with a sly grin.
His fingers danced across the keyboard. He opened the design interface and began crafting the world layout—maps, leveling systems, cultivation mechanics, quest structures—everything tailored to feel immersive and "game-like" for people from Earth.
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Then his eyes moved to the next menu.
"Real-World Law Shield…"
He clicked it.
A new window popped up, filled with settings designed for one purpose: to protect the native people of the Cangxuan Realm—especially mortals—from the disruptive behavior of Earth's players.
"So it's like an automated moral enforcement system... If a player crosses the line—killing indiscriminately, coercing, or violating local norms—the system intervenes."
At the bottom of the window were advanced options:
Enable Moral Violation Detection
Auto-Sanctions: Debuff / Warning / Expulsion
Karma Mode: Player Sin Accumulation
Citizen Reporting (NPCs)
"Marvelous…" he chuckled softly. "Even the NPCs can file reports… This world will truly feel alive."
He activated all the settings.
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But Han Wuqing wasn't done yet. His eyes fell on another tab he hadn't opened.
"Player Protection."
He clicked it.
A new interface appeared, its text glowing faintly—almost as if it carried an extra layer of security:
"Designed for Earth players—modern humans who've never faced blood, tragedy, or real cruelty."
"This system provides psychological shielding and mental support to prevent deep trauma during their cultivation experience."
Wuqing nodded. "Of course... They think this is just a game. They haven't tasted pain… death… or loss."
"It's easy to be a player…"
He scrolled through the list of options:
Mild Cruelty Filter (Default ON): Gradually filters out extreme visuals—like blood, torture, and tragic deaths—based on a player's mental stability.
Emotional Reality Adjustment: Regulates emotions like fear, panic, or pain to avoid mental breakdowns.
Trauma Buffering System: Inserts a brief "illusion pause" after traumatic events—like a companion's death or devastating defeat—to let the player emotionally recalibrate.
Han Wuqing narrowed his eyes. "Not everyone deserves coddling… but they're assets. If they break before they grow, it's all wasted."
He enabled all the features, then added a personal rule:
"Players who survive their first trauma will be scanned. If stable, the cruelty filter will gradually decrease."
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With the protection system finalized, Han Wuqing rose from his seat and stepped outside. He looked over the wide stretch of spiritual land in the distance—forests and rivers lining the far horizon. His sect's buildings were beginning to rise from the ground, sturdy and proud.
"If we're going to sell this world… then we'll need the perfect bait," he murmured with a faint smirk.
He lifted his hand, activating one of the system's features: "Enable Visual Recording."
He narrowed his eyes, muttering, "Hmm… what kind of technique should I use to look 'cool'… but still believable for a Foundation Establishment level?"
His hand clenched at his waist. "Can't be too flashy… but must be convincing."
Without a word, he unsheathed a sword from his back—a long, black-silver blade etched with lightning patterns along its edge.
He spun through the air, his movements light like spring wind, yet each step cracked the ground beneath. On his final step, he soared skyward, cradling the sword against his chest.
In a calm yet resonating voice, he declared:
"One Slash… Four Seasons."
In an instant, sword qi burst from the blade—a beam of light radiating the essence of healing spring, burning summer, falling autumn, and the biting frost of winter. The slash cut through the sky, splitting the air and crashing down like a divine decree.
The scene shifted—sweeping across valleys and forested hills, where spirit beasts drank from rivers, hunted through brush, and raised their heads in alarm at the powerful energy unleashed. The camera soared over tall grass dancing in the wind, capturing the full layout of the sect's territory.
Then, the view cut back to Han Wuqing, standing at the sect's stone gate. His sword pierced into the earth, cloak swaying in the breeze as he declared:
"Awaken, disciples!"
"Shape your destiny."
"The world awaits you."
Silence.
"…Not bad." A faint smile curved his lips.
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Han Wuqing returned to the sect master's chamber, sat down at the chair, and began editing the footage he just recorded. Once everything was polished and complete, he leaned back with a deep breath.
"All right…" he exhaled, fingers flying across the keyboard.
"Create Game Website."
Moments later, an automatic promotional page sprang to life. A bold title stretched across the screen:
"Immortal VR: Rise of the Eternal Sect"
The First VR Game to Blur the Line Between Reality and Fantasy!
Build your sect. Train disciples. Dominate the world.
Beneath the title, the game's key features were proudly displayed:
Limitless Open World
Realistic Cultivation System
Intelligent NPC Interactions
Quests, Duels, and Sect Wars
Total Immersion with Conscious AI
Han Wuqing smirked.
"Now… just one last step." His fingers tapped with anticipation.
"Distribute this site to VR forums, gaming communities, and social media."
His hands hovered for a second, then he chuckled darkly and whispered:
"…All right then. Time to invite the tools—ahem, I mean… the players."
The screen flickered.
Within minutes, notifications from Earth began pouring in.