Immortal Lord, Don’t Die; He’s Just Changing Accounts

As a closed-beta tester, Lu Xuanze was invited to test for loopholes in the [Cultivation] holographic game. When his player account reached max level, he thought he could exit the game perfectly, but he never expected the company to ask him to test the [Blood-Bath Mode] module once again. For the sake of a generous salary, Lu Xuanze naturally would not refuse this opportunity, so he resolutely created a novice account and entered the [Blood-Bath Mode]. There is a universally acknowledged white moonlight in the cultivation world. He possesses formidable strength, and his talent is exceptionally rare; it took him only five hundred years to reach the Immortal Spirit stage. However, right at the moment of his ascension to immortality, he vanished without a trace, leaving no tracks to be found. An accident occurred with the holographic equipment, dragging his soul into the game, and the system bound him to forge the identity of Lu Qing. If he wants to return, he must complete his mission. Lu Qing found this rather headache-inducing, as he had a romance-攻略 (strategy/romance-target) mission. Furthermore, his target had a white moonlight, and that very white moonlight was none other than the Jade Qing Immortal Lord, who had vanished for a full five hundred years. Lu Qing did not want to accept this mission, and he talked reluctantly and unhappily with the system: “So, your meaning is that you want me to romance that Immortal Lord who already has a white moonlight?” “Otherwise, you might as well just let me fend for myself and perish.” Having no other choice, Lu Qing had no alternative but to bite the bullet and romance that high-and-mighty flower of the high peaks in order to return. Immortal Lord Yunchuan was stern and devoid of smiles all year round, with an aura cold all over like an unreachable lotus flower on a snowy mountain. Everyone was mocking Lu Qing, saying that Lu Qing only managed to be taken in as Immortal Lord Yunchuan’s sole disciple because he happened to bear a face resembling the white moonlight. Even Lu Qing himself thought so; while trembling in fear as he romanced this high-and-mighty flower, he covertly carried out his missions. The Wangxu Palace was cold, desolate, and lonely all year round, but Lu Qing’s arrival added a touch of mortal warmth to it. However, there was one matter that deeply troubled him: he was being pestered by an unclean entity. Its touch was slippery, smooth, and chillingly cold, and virtually every inch of his body was visited by the other party. Lu Qing’s scalp tinged with numbness. There was no one else in Wangxu Palace except for him and his master. When the window paper was finally poked through, the gaze of his cold, stern master who never smiled flickered with ripples of light. A chilling, slippery tail tip probed into his clothing and coiled around his waist. Melting like snow and blossoming like spring flowers, Lu Qing experienced a shameful acceleration of his heartbeat. The Immortal Lord’s partiality allowed Lu Qing to walk sideways without fear, and not a single person among the hundreds of immortal sects dared to provoke him. However, good times do not last long. The Demon clan raised an army and marched forward. At the very final critical moment, Lu Qing was pierced straight through the heart by a sword in order to save the high-and-mighty flower. Just as the system was setting off fireworks to celebrate the completion of the mission, Lu Qing sporting a one-of-a-kind title once again suppressed the Demon clan so thoroughly that they shrank back into their lair and dared not act wildly. As for that cold master, his temperament underwent a transformation, becoming extraordinarily clingy. His tail wrapped tightly around the person who had returned once more, refusing to let go, his gaze dark, gloomy, and obscure. “Senior Brother, since you chose to come back, don’t even think about escaping.” — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: Immortal Lord, Don’t Die; He’s Just Changing Accounts — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠