On Lin Feng's phone screen, his game character dissolved into a streak of light for the seventh time, retreating back to the fountain.
"First Blood!""Double Kill!""Triple Kill!"…"An enemy is Legendary!"
In just ten minutes, the enemy jungler had already gone godlike.
And the culprit behind all this was none other than Lin Feng's paying client—Yao Yue, who was burning five hundred yuan an hour on his services.
Bang!
At that very moment, the iron door of his dingy rental apartment shook violently, the landlady's roar blasting through the metal and even his headset:
"Lin Feng! Pay the rent today or get out and sleep under a bridge!"
Trouble inside and out.
Yet Lin Feng's expression remained eerily calm. In fact, the corners of his lips curled into a twisted smile.
Before his eyes, a glowing virtual panel—visible only to him—flared into life.
[Ding! Host's wallet detected at the brink of collapse. Host's psyche shows extreme craving for chaotic amusement. Activating: Ultimate Trash-Talk Companion System!]
[Newbie Mission: Drive your first client 'Yao Yue' beyond the 10,000-point Defense-Break value limit!]
[Reward: ??? (A surprise beyond your wildest imagination!)]
Lin Feng glanced at the marksman with the ID "Yao Yue." She was standing at the enemy's fountain gate… dancing.
As if celebrating yet another key contribution to the enemy's victory.
Five hundred yuan an hour.Rent overdue, eviction looming.
But none of that mattered to Lin Feng as much as the fun right before his eyes.
Because he was, at heart, a "lezi ren"—a "fun-seeker," someone who reveled in cyber-chaos. And this system? It was tailor-made for a lunatic like him.
Before, he had suppressed himself, trying to act like a normal game companion.But now? He wasn't going to pretend anymore.
"Boss," Lin Feng switched on his mic, his voice calm as the sea before a storm."Tell me—did you buy this champion because her skirt looks… more suited for cheerleading the enemy team?"
He had begun.
[Ding! Detecting Basic Verbal Assault! Target 'Yao Yue' shows emotional fluctuation. Defense-Break value +100!]
Far away, in the depths of a floating palace above the sea of clouds, Yao Yue sat cross-legged.
Dressed in robes whiter than snow, her beauty peerless, her aura steeped in a suffocating demonic energy—she was the Demon Sect's Saintess, born under endless reverence and flattery.
Yet now, clutching the "Lingxi Jade Slip," a mystical artifact that connected her to this strange foreign network, she felt—for the first time—insulted.
"Presumptuous."
Her voice was cool, carrying the unquestionable authority of one born to command.
But to Lin Feng, it sounded like a trumpet call to war—the overture of a symphony!
"Presumptuous? Girl, let me tell you—this isn't just bad play anymore, this is flipping the entire table and dumping rice on everyone's faces!"
[Ding! Defense-Break value +300!]
"Others play games with their brain and hands. You? You're relying purely on fate. Every death of yours is performance art, a masterpiece titled 'Delivering Yourself to the Enemy from a Thousand Miles Away.'"
[Ding! Defense-Break value +500!]
Yao Yue fell silent.
She didn't know what "xiafan" meant, nor did she grasp "performance art." But she could feel those words piercing her proud Dao Heart like invisible needles.
This pain was worse than a cultivation mishap.
She took a deep breath, suppressing the churning energy in her chest, deciding to ignore this mortal's noise.
Upon respawn, she surveyed the map, her instincts guiding her toward a lush patch of forest—the enemy jungle.
To her, rich with spiritual aura, such a place surely hid treasures.
Lin Feng grinned, like a maniac who had found a new toy.
"Oh, heading into their jungle again? What's this, if you can't beat them, join them? You applying to be their sixth teammate?"
[Ding! Defense-Break value+800!]
"I hereby crown you the Ambassador of Peace in the Rift. Every time you march into enemy territory, it's to extend condolences—while offering up your head as tribute! Honestly, I'm dying here!"
[Ding! Defense-Break value +1000!]
Yao Yue's breath faltered.
Why?Why was this realm called "the internet" so saturated with malice?Why did this man dare disrespect her so?
"Silence!"
Her voice quivered with suppressed rage, demonic energy spilling out uncontrollably, dropping the palace's temperature by several degrees.
"One more word, and I'll—make you regret it!"
It was the first time she had uttered such a crude threat.
Yet to Lin Feng, it was pure music!
Watching the numbers climb, his eyes shone with feverish excitement.
"Oh ho! She's mad! Starting threats already? Girl, do you even realize your champion is a marksman, not a tank who initiates with her face?"
"Every time you charge into the enemy's arms, what is it—sworn brotherhood? Sharing cultivation insights?"
[Ding! Defense-Break value +1500!]
"Please, I beg you—just AFK at the fountain, you'd be more useful! You're literally the enemy's MVP, the best sixth man on their team! If awards could go to the opposition, you'd win it hands down!"
[Ding! Defense-Break value +2000!]
Lin Feng grew more and more exhilarated.
It was bliss. Pure bliss.Building his joy upon another's suffering—it was intoxicating!
[Defense-Break value: 8848!]
[Defense-Break value: 9527!]
On Yao Yue's side, words failed her.
Her grip tightened around the Lingxi Jade Slip, her demonic aura searing cracks into its smooth surface.
Aggrieved.Enraged.Confused.And—for the first time in her life—humiliated.
These emotions surged like inner demons, battering her once-unshakable heart.
She felt her worldview collapsing—crushed by a mysterious force called "Zu'an."⁴
How dare he? How dare he?!
At that moment, the decisive teamfight broke out.
From afar, Yao Yue pressed her ultimate skill—an enormous, dazzling phoenix arrow streaked across the battlefield… straight into empty air.
A perfect whiff.
The entire arena fell silent.
Even Lin Feng froze.
One second later
"Girl! I was wrong! I was so wrong!"
His voice, torn and dramatic like a tragic aria, rose again:
"I shouldn't have insulted you! I, a lowly mortal, failed to recognize your greatness!"
"This isn't bad play at all! This is an ancient, mysterious Eastern sorcery—an ultimate spell cast into nothingness, a curse to wipe out the enemy's entire family!"
"Look! You succeeded! With that world-shattering arrow, you've cursed our whole team to death—we've been wiped out!!"
As his words fell, the system's chimes roared like a tidal wave.
[Ding! Defense-Break value +1000!]
[Ding! Defense-Break value +1000!]
[Ding! Target's emotional value has reached critical threshold! Exceeding limit!]
[Congratulations, Host! Newbie mission complete! Target 'Yao Yue' has been utterly broken!]
[Calculating Super Newbie Package…]
[Congratulations, Host! You have obtained a unique, conceptual reward—'Words Become Law: Curse Scroll (Trial Version)!']
[Words Become Law: Curse Scroll (Trial Version): When you verbally assault your bound target (Yao Yue), there is a 1% chance your "curse" will manifest in reality.]
Almost simultaneously, the game displayed a notification:
[Player 'Yao Yue' has disconnected.]
Lin Feng stared at the golden glow of the reward description, his pupils contracting violently.
Trash talk… can come true?
Slowly, his lips twisted into a deranged grin.
"The real fun… has only just begun."
Lin Feng's laughter echoed through the cramped rental room, wild and unrestrained.
"Words made real? A cursed scroll? You mean insults can come true?"
Just as he was about to test how to deliver a "long-distance blessing" to that girl called Yao Yue, the system's chime rang again.
[Super Novice Gift Pack settlement complete! Congratulations, host, you have obtained:]
[1. Unique Concept Reward: 『Words Made Law: Cursed Scroll (Trial Version)』 x1][2. Newbie Welfare: 『Bronze Lottery Ticket』 x1]
"Oh? A lottery draw?"
Lin Feng's attention immediately shifted.
Who cared about so-called "Words Made Law" or "concept-level rewards"? Nothing could outshine those two magic syllables: lottery draw.
Loot boxes and gacha pulls—the ultimate happiness hardwired into every man's DNA!
"Draw! Right now! Immediately!" Lin Feng roared in his heart.
A virtual roulette wheel appeared before him, glowing with cheap five-cent special effects.
The wheel was crowded with hundreds of gray tiles reading "Thank you for participating."Between them were a few pitiful green "Common" slots and one or two blue "Rare" ones.
And at the very top, thinner than a needle's tip, was a sliver of golden light.
"Heh, classic routine. I get it."
Lin Feng smirked, bracing himself with a gambler's "bike into a motorbike"[1] mentality, and slammed the glowing "Start" button.
The wheel spun furiously, light flashing in streaks.His heart climbed into his throat.
Gradually the pointer slowed, crawling past the endless gray "Thanks for playing" faces, each word mocking him with cruel precision.
"It's over. Total scam."
But just as the pointer was about to stop, it jolted unnaturally—then, as if shoved by an invisible hand, lurched forward against Newton's laws!
Shaking, quivering, and against all odds, it landed squarely on that almost non-existent golden crack.
[Ding!]
A crisp chime rang out, more heavenly than any immortal's song.
The entire wheel exploded into fragments of light, condensing into… a dirt-colored pellet, plopping into Lin Feng's palm.
[Congratulations, host! Against one-in-a-billion odds, you have obtained a Mythic Reward—『Nine-Turn Golden Pill』!]
[Nine-Turn Golden Pill: Recorded in the Daoist scripture Taishang Danjing as the ultimate elixir. Consuming it washes the body clean, purges illness, reshapes the flesh, and ascends mortals to the heavens.]
Lin Feng: "…"
He pinched the thing. The texture was rough, looking suspiciously like a mud-ball he used to roll back in his hometown.
This… was the "mythic reward"?
He brought it closer to his nose.
Yep, strong earthy smell. With a faint, indescribable fragrance.
"System, let's talk." Lin Feng said solemnly.
"This thing… does it come with an ingredient list? Manufacture date? Expiration? I'm not eating an unlicensed product. What if it's a scam?"
"How about a refund? Convert it to cash instead? First-time cooperation, I can even give you a 20% discount!"
The pragmatic spirit of the overworked corporate drone shone brilliantly at that moment.
Immortality? Body transformation? None of that could beat the smell of crisp red banknotes.
The system, as always, remained cold and unresponsive.
Lin Feng sighed, wrapped the "mud-ball" carefully in a tissue, and tucked it into his pocket.
Forget it. At least it was a "golden legend." Maybe he could even scam someone into paying a fortune for it.
Meanwhile—
A colossal palace floated silently above the boundless sea of clouds.
Its walls, forged from black crystal, devoured all surrounding light.
Demonic energy cascaded down like black waterfalls, enveloping the fortress.
This was the Ten Thousand Demons Hall, the supreme seat of the Demon Sect.
Inside, a dozen figures sat cross-legged, their auras fathomless. Motionless, they resembled divine statues; a mere stir, and heaven and earth trembled.
They were the elders of the Demon Sect—each strong enough to plunge the world outside into chaos with a single move.
Suddenly, the air in the center twisted, and a white figure stumbled forth.
Yao Yue.
Her face was pale, body trembling. That peerless beauty—normally calm and untouchable—was now written over with shock, grievance, and burning fury.
All the elders snapped open their eyes, their gazes heavy as mountains, crushing down upon her.
Closest to her, a noble-looking woman frowned, voice laced with concern:"Yao Yue, what has shaken you so? Why is your spirit in such disorder?"
She was Elder Xuan Yin, Yao Yue's protector.
Yao Yue's lips trembled, as though she wished to speak.But then the humiliation—so alien, so unbearable—burst past her defenses.
"Waaaahhhh—!"
A sudden wail shook the solemn hall.
The thousand-year-old devils, who had faced gods and demons unflinching, froze.
Did they just see… their Holy Maiden crying?
The prodigy who once stared down an ancient demon dragon without blinking—now sobbing like a mortal child?
"H-he said I was…" Yao Yue hiccuped, choking out the words.
"He said my gameplay was 'so bad it could feed a banquet!'"
"He mocked my dodging, saying it was 'more graceful than my grandma's wheelchair.'"
"And… and he called me the 'Ambassador of Peace'—as if I only existed to help the enemy team by dying!"
The Ten Thousand Demons Hall fell utterly silent.
The elders glanced at each other, faces filled with question marks.
"Feed a banquet? Wheelchair? Peace ambassador? What kind of sinister ancient curse is this?!"
Elder Xuan Yin flashed behind Yao Yue, pressing her palm to her back. Pure demonic essence surged forth—then her face turned grim.
"Not good! The Holy Maiden's Dao Heart is corrupted! Her cultivation… has regressed by ten years!"
A chill spread instantly through the hall.
"Outrageous!"
An elder with a fiery temper leapt up, demonic flames blazing around him."Who dares inflict such venomous psychic sorcery upon our Holy Maiden?! I shall rip out his soul and consign him to eternal torment!"
"Investigate! Find him at once! No matter where he hides—drag him out!"
"To wound our Holy Maiden's Dao Heart—this is a blood feud without end!"
Killing intent surged like a storm, shaking the very sea of clouds.
And then—
From the throne at the deepest end, came a voice. Hoarse, emotionless, heavy with abyssal authority.
"Investigate."
Just one word.
The elders fell silent as one, bowing low:"As you command, Demon Lord."
From the shadows, a kneeling black-robed figure emerged.The intelligence network of the Demon Sect—The Pavilion of Fate.
Within ten minutes, the shadow returned, kneeling once more.
"Reporting to the Demon Lord and elders. Through the residual link of the 'Spirit-Linked Jade Talisman,' the culprit has been identified: network ID 'Fengshen.'"
"This individual… appears to be an ordinary mortal."
"Our agents are already tracing his real-world coordinates through… modern technology."
The throne's voice came again, empty and merciless:
"Send my decree."
"Against this 'Fengshen,' issue the highest order—the Crimson Kill Order."
"Every sect member, wherever they dwell, no matter their rank—on sight, kill without mercy."
"Whosoever brings me his head—"
"Will be rewarded with one volume of the Heavenly Demon Codex, one superior demon artifact, and direct promotion… to elder."
BOOM!
The decree fell like a thunderbolt.
The elders gasped.
For a mere mortal, the Demon Lord had offered rewards fit to shake the heavens.