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Chapter 1 - 1.Clearing The game

"Once you've played over a hundred galgames, you'll realize there isn't a woman in this world you can't conquer."

"So, do you have a girlfriend now?"

Jiang Xun didn't even look up. "No."

His roommate let out a "pfft" and sat back on his bed, looking disappointed. "Then what the hell are you talking about?"

"I can tell with my toes that your 'goddess' is only interested in your wallet. She has no feelings for you at all, yet you keep throwing yourself at her." Jiang Xun ignored his roommate's complaints and turned back to immerse himself in the virtual world before him.

"Wait until your wallet is empty and see if she still pays any attention to you."

"I don't believe you!" The roommate curled his lip.

"She's not that kind of materialistic woman."

Jiang Xun couldn't be bothered to respond. People deep in love never realize how stupid they've become.

Especially simps.

If you tell them there's a cliff ahead, they'll just think you're jealous that they can fly... It was 3:00 AM.

After completing the final conquest mission, Jiang Xun finally reached the Great Tribulation of Immortal Ascension.

This was the final stage of the game.

As long as he completed the Heavenly

Tribulation, he would have cleared the game.

ethereal immortal destiny was an open-world RPG with incredibly complex content, featuring hundreds of cultivation professions and tens of thousands of side plots.

The key was that every character had a dialogue box.

Thus, ethereal immortal destiny had no strict main storyline, but you could trigger any main quest within this world.

Strangely, despite being such a high-quality game, there was no promotion or marketing for it on the market, and there were no discussions about it on forums.

Perhaps tonight, he would be the first player to clear it.

Jiang Xun stretched. He felt a bit dizzy because he had pulled several all-nighters recently for the final stage of the game.

He took off his headphones and stretched again.

He turned his head and saw his roommate leaning against the bed, his face looking green.

Holy crap!

Are you trading stocks? Why are you looking so green?

Jiang Xun was startled, and his heart even twinged with pain.

As long as it wasn't a ghost.

It looked like his roommate's romance had just gone south.

Jiang Xun sighed softly: "Since ancient times, sorrow has always been lonely!"

He would never allow himself to fall into such a pathetic state.

Jiang Xun was born with a keen insight into others' emotions.

In this era of rampant materialism.

He could always clearly see calculation and desire in the eyes of the women who approached him, far more than so-called love.

Facing a real, completely independent person, you can never truly understand her. But games are different; code doesn't lie.

He put his headphones back on.

On the screen, an exquisitely beautiful woman was half-submerged in the sea. She held a wooden box in both hands, looking anxious, with a dialogue box below.

Mo Shangli: [Brother Dao Xun, this is my clan's treasure, the star tear. Quickly, take it to heal your wounds!]

In front of her, a young man in black robes named Dao Xun was supporting himself on the sea's surface with one hand. A blood-red vertical mark was on his forehead, and blood leaked from the corner of his mouth. He looked eighty percent like Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun had customized the character's face to look like his own for better immersion.

Option 1 [Accept]

Option 2 [Reject]

Option 3 [...]

Jiang Xun clicked Option 1 without hesitation.

The top-tier healing treasure in ethereal immortal destiny, an ultra-rare item capable of seizing the creation of heaven and earth and reversing the Reincarnation of life and death.

How could he possibly pass it up?

He had gone to great lengths to conquer the Saintess of the Naga Race, all so she would willingly hand over the star tear.

Now, the timing was perfect.

In the game, the final bolt of heavenly lightning was about to strike.

And Jiang Xun only had a hundred HP left; there was no way he'd survive the lightning strike.

On the screen, seeing him accept the treasure, tears rolled down Mo Shangli's eyes, turning into round, brilliant pearls as they fell into the sea.

Tears turning into pearls.

It was a talent of the Naga Race, occurring only when their emotions were at their most sincere.

Jiang Xun ignored the poignant scene and quickly typed a line in the dialogue box:

Dao Xun: [Alright, you can go now. Your presence here will only affect me.]

Click Send.

Mo Shangli's body trembled, and the small pearls from her eyes fell even faster.

Mo Shangli: [Brother Dao Xun, you're only saying that because you're worried about me, right? I'm not afraid! I want to stay by your side.]

Jiang Xun frowned, his patience exhausted.

He had no intention of being tender-hearted; although the character model was beautiful, it was ultimately just a string of data and code.

He hadn't cleared such a complex game in just a month by taking it one step at a time.

He relied on extreme pragmatism.

Whichever Fairy had money and resources, he would go and conquer her. After all, he could always reload a save, so what was there to fear?

Once there was no more value to extract, he would kick her aside and move on to the next one.

Not just Fairies—he would ruthlessly use, discard, and employ any means necessary for anything that could provide experience.

Jiang Xun typed.

Dao Xun: [Enough of that. Get lost. Don't make me sick of you.]

Since the treasure was in his hands, Jiang Xun naturally wouldn't waste time on sweet talk.

Nor would he show a pleasant face.

Mo Shangli stared blankly at the impatient man before her, a wave of bitterness washing over her heart.

She knew all too well that no one in the cultivation world had successfully achieved Ascension in ten thousand years.

This parting might be a permanent separation between heaven and earth.

Never to meet again.

She gazed at him deeply, wanting to engrave his appearance into her heart forever.

Undergoing Tribulation was dangerous, and she didn't want to distract him.

Finally, she bit her lower lip and dove into the deep sea. An exquisite fish tail swept across the surface, leaving behind waves filled with countless pearls as she departed.

Jiang Xun finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the Naga Saintess leave.

If she had kept rambling, Jiang Xun might have actually attacked her.

"Rumble—"

Within the ink-like clouds, the power gathered by the golden World-Cleansing Lightning Tribulation had reached its limit, crashing down at the breaking point

Jiang Xun immediately used the star tear.

Instantly, the character's status was refreshed, and his HP bar surged to sixty thousand, recovering more than half.

"As expected of a top-tier item."

Lightning swallowed the entire screen. After the light faded, the screen was left pure white, and a crisp System notification sounded:

[Ding—]

[Congratulations, you have successfully cleared the game.]

[Calculating rewards...]

"Is it... over just like that?" Jiang Xun muttered to himself, a strange sense of emptiness washing over him. There wasn't even a clearance CG?

[Reward calculation successful.]

[Reward obtained: Resurrection Coin x1 (Click to expand details)]

"What the heck is this?"

"That's it?" Jiang Xun couldn't help but feel speechless.

What use did he have for this now that he had already cleared the game?

And just one? Wouldn't it be better to just start a new save?

Is this just a token gesture?

"The game developers are really stingy."

He moved the mouse and clicked [Claim Reward].

The moment he pressed the left button.

The brightness of the computer screen suddenly intensified tenfold.

Like an incandescent bulb.

It stung his eyes. Closing them, he reached for the computer to restart it.

This crappy computer better not be crashing. He prayed silently that the game wouldn't break; he hadn't saved yet.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through the side of his palm.

Blood seeped out immediately, forming a bright, small red bite mark.

"Hiss—"

Jiang Xun opened his eyes to find a pretty young girl lying beneath him. Her eyes were brimming with large tears, and her hair was tied in two small buns.

And the hand that had been bitten was currently over her mouth.

The scene looked exactly like a perverted thug assaulting an innocent young girl.

The girl pleaded with a sob in her trembling voice:

"Big brother, please don't sell me."

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