Chapter 669: The Card Draw Game Is Meant to Be Played With a Smile

My name is Song Shuhang, a man who constantly monitors plot developments while controlling the pace of his cultivation growth.

At this moment, I've consumed the Dragon Demon Elixir and am undergoing the cocoon phase of Chapter 706 of the Cultivation Chat Group.

Never expected that, due to being persecuted too often lately, my Dream Entry talent has been drained to the point of smoking.

According to the original plan, my cultivation should have been at the Chat Group's T3 tier, but now there's a faint sign of runaway growth, so I hurried back to my own world to catch up.

But it doesn't matter, because this current cultivator world

"So what if you're an 8th-rank elder?!" A 5th-rank Spirit Emperor sneered, pulling out a Universal Communication Token to place an order.

【Spirit Summon Alert: Chaldea will match you with a Servant. Universal Communication Token system under maintenance, please wait.】

"You brat, when I manifested on Mars, your ancestors were still playing with mud!" The 8th-rank Holy Monarch retorted, pulling out his wallet to display his Yuan Emperor Coin balance and demonstrating his power.

【Divine Demon Combat Alert: The First Dragon Knight of Antiquity has accepted the order. Universal Communication Token system under maintenance, please wait.】

The scene grew awkward.

"I've cleared the Simulation Universe three times!"

"So what if I did it once more than you?"

The cultivator world's combat power began to collapse—some 1st-rank cultivators could now achieve cross-rank kills.

Whether spending money or using skills from other worlds, overall, below the 9th-rank Tribulation Immortal, it's all about accumulated foundations.

'As long as everyone grows stronger, my cultivation progress hasn't gone out of control.' Song Shuhang excelled at solving problems with relativity.

Huangshan So Tired Wants to Retire: "Fellow cultivators, we've received intelligence that many demonic cultivators have begun practicing cultivation methods from other systems."

Seven Cultivation White Zunzhe: "This is unavoidable, but Huangshan, don't worry—the demonic sects' growth rate won't match ours."

Huangshan So Tired Wants to Retire: "I'm not worried about that—right now, a group of demonic cultivators have banded together to apply for entry into the Simulation Universe. Several Longevity Elders have already gone to handle it."

Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang (Mystical Realm Prisoner Version): "Young Shuhang, are there truly no new Simulation Universes available anytime soon?"

Song Not-a-Consumer-Of-Other-Worlds-Shuhang: "Even if you say that, I can't just say 'yes, there are.'"

Su Shi A-7: "The resurrection artifacts have gone up in price again—now even if Kuangdao Sanlang wants to die recklessly, he can't do it as freely as before."

Song Shuhang knew the reason: with no new Simulation Universes appearing, cultivators couldn't find new substitute materials, so the price of resurrection artifacts had rebounded to its high range.

Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang (Mystical Realm Prisoner Version): "That's why we must enter new worlds and plunder!"

It's precisely because of your outrageous statements that Su Lin Senior targeted you and imprisoned you.

We're all supposed to be the righteous team upholding love and peace across all realms.

Closing the Jiuzhou No. 1 Group, Song Shuhang glanced at the Multiverse Chat Group and let out a surprised sound:

"Senior Lu is going to marry before Senior Meng Qi? And at the Hakkai Shrine in the Fantasy Realm?"

Thump thump

A pounding sound came from outside the cocoon.

"Song Shuhang, when are you coming out?"

Feng Xiaoxiao asked: "Xiao Yuan and I are leaving—we're parched. Can we drink the water on the table?"

Feng Xiaoxiao and Lu Lu Mu Yuan, who had fled the police station with Tai Shang Laojun, had come to Song Shuhang's world these past few days, but since Song was busy churning out ten or more chapters a day, he mostly had King Dou Dou act as their guide.

Now, hearing that Lu Mingfei was planning a wedding, Feng Xiaoxiao wanted to return and capture a new deity to hand over to Heaven to boost economic development.

"I'm coming out right away," Song Shuhang replied, then suddenly felt something was wrong: "Wait—what are you two going to drink?!"

He widened his eyes, immediately tore open the cocoon, his body swelling roughly fivefold, every muscle exploding outward, bulging violently.

"Don't drink it!"

Fortunately, King Dou Dou had followed in and snatched the bottles of Dragon Demon Elixir away with lightning speed.

After consuming the Dragon Demon Elixir, one's physique swells dramatically in a short time.

Almost.

If Xiao Yuan and Feng Xiaoxiao turned into this muscular, handsome version of me, some magic-girl fans in the group and Feng Xiaoxiao's unknown Fu Xi brother would kill me!

"Woof! Don't just leave dangerous liquids lying around!"

King Dou Dou bared his teeth: "You're still far from being a true senior elder, Shuhang."

"I thought this wasn't dangerous at all," Song Shuhang tried to argue: "Don't phrase it so strangely."

"Su Lin Senior would never give dangerous liquids like this to little girls," King Dou Dou tossed the mineral water bottles filled with Dragon Demon Elixir aside.

"Cough cough…"

"I put it in there."

King Dou Dou turned around—White Zunzhe. No, it was the substitute White Zunzhe, the Jiuyou Bai Qianbei accompanying Song Shuhang through the plot, smiling at him from a dark spatial rift.

The original Dragon Demon hadn't reached his debut time yet, so Bai Qianbei Two had captured him in the Jiuyou World instead.

Had I been infected by the reckless Song?

Ignoring the cowering King Dou Dou, Jiuyou White pulled out a compressed rune and handed it to Song Shuhang:

"I stole from Fat Ball's lab—it contains research data on the Dao's 'Immortality.'"

"I'm very interested in the technique Shi Hao mentioned—don't forget to give me a copy when you succeed."

"Hehe… Fat Ball is coming."

【WHITE! YOU'VE DESTROYED MY LIFE'S WORK! I'LL KILL YOU TODAY—!!!】

Wild Jiuyou evil energy surged outward, a tidal wave of darkness engulfing everything—but Bai Qianbei TWO absorbed it with some crystals and then tossed it to Song Shuhang.

The spatial rift closed, leaving only one final line:

"The Jiuyou Sovereign's evil energy—take it, sell it for a good price."

Song Shuhang: "..."

Poor Fat Ball, his fur's been completely plucked.

Beneath the cold, icy white moonlight.

The Red Devil Mansion is a Western-style manor located near the Misty Lake, with a three-story main building and multiple spires, including a clock tower.

"Good evening, Young Lady."

A maid with silver braided hair served the girl with short pale blue hair as she rose from the Western bed, changed her nightgown, and placed a pink soft cap on her head.

This was a task repeated day after day.

After the towel wiped the drowsy face, the slightly awakened Young Lady, "Remilia Scarlet," donned a dignified expression and gave a calm order:

"Sakuya, black tea."

"It is already prepared," said Sixteen Nights Sakuya.

Inside the Red Devil Mansion, it was gloomy and dark, giving a suffocating feeling.

The corridor was lined with red carpet, reflecting window shadows under sunlight, appearing dim and endless; the hall had dark red, opaque windows on all sides, and a red magic array on the floor.

Contrasting sharply with this were the exquisite Western tea set and cakes placed on the lavish dining table.

As Remilia sat down, a cup of bright-colored black tea, faintly metallic in taste, was already poured.

"The humans in the Human Village ought to pay more attention to their health—recently, their blood is always substandard. Do they even exercise properly?"

"I deeply apologize, Young Lady. These are the bloods of outsiders."

Sixteen Nights Sakuya bowed deeply, filled with shame.

Remilia sighed: "Never mind. You couldn't help it."

"Thank you for your understanding."

In recent years, Remilia had disliked outsider blood, as most of it was unhealthy—like leftovers from her own kind's meals.

【Are there still vampires among outsiders?

Yes, everywhere—in factories, companies, corporations.】

Upon receiving this human answer, she felt a measure of concern for the outsiders.

After all, she needed only a little blood, while lower-class vampires often couldn't control themselves and devoured humans completely.

"Delicious."

To her surprise, the taste was sweet and lingering—a flavor she had never experienced before.

"Sakuya! Today's Type B blood tea is incredibly delicious!"

So astonished was Remilia that she forgot to maintain her composure, her feet unconsciously swinging in midair above the high chair.

"Pour me another cup," Remilia said with difficulty after glancing at the empty teacup: "The rest… just… take it to Flandre to taste."

"Rest assured, I have already sent a portion to the Second Miss," said Sixteen Nights Sakuya, feeling warmth in her nasal passage and instinctively tilting her head upward:

"Today's blood purchase was double the usual amount. Though the remainder isn't Type B, I can guarantee supply if you need it."

"Well done!" Remilia praised happily.

"As a servant of the Scarlet family, how could I lack such ability?"

Tonight, the Red Devil Mansion was as usual.

Remilia took another sip and felt warmth spread through her body.

Some outsiders, after being spirited away into Gensokyo, chose not to leave and found jobs.

Teaching at the Terakoya was a fine occupation, so the school's Terakoya was quite large, easily accommodating several residents.

"It's a full moon tonight—please forgive the inconvenience."

On the full moon night, Teacher Huiyin in her full form grew a pair of horns, her eyes turned crimson.

"If Mr. Su had told me earlier—"

"No, it was we who disturbed you," Su Tuoni replied politely: "Teacher Huiyin, could you please stay in my room for a moment?"

As soon as he spoke, silence fell instantly around them.

Far in the corner, Fujiwara no Mokou had been about to sneak a cigarette, but froze upon hearing this—before she could react,

"What are you planning to do to the beautiful Gensokyo?!"

"Has your desire finally made you loyal to your XP?"

"This guy has hit puberty—please pretend you didn't hear that."

Lu Mingfei, with his otaku soul exploding, desperately held Su Tuoni back; Ke Lan, expressionless, mocked him; Meng Qi patted Su Tuoni's head while apologizing.

Bai Ze is a lucky omen beast! You idiots with donkey-brains!

You twist everything like this—no wonder your gacha pulls always land on the guaranteed rare.

Too bad Kaguya didn't catch Inaba no Tsukuyomi today—if she had, Su Tuoni felt he could have gambled from system draws to game lotteries to scratch cards until he had everything he wanted.

"Forgive the rudeness, but could I have some of your hair?"

Where did this guy's emotional and intellectual intelligence go?

Asking such a thing of a barely familiar stranger woman—

"Oh, no problem," said Teacher Huiyin. "Do you still need me to stay in your room?"

"No, thank you."

After politely thanking her, Su Tuoni glanced at the group, closed the door, and fell silent.

It was clear Teacher Huiyin trusted Su Tuoni to some degree—she hadn't hesitated at all.

Huai Shi opened his mouth and silently shook his head: 'I'll never learn this move.'

'What move do you want to learn? Sister can teach you,' a line of text appeared inside the Book of Fate.

'The move of drawing clear boundaries with unfamiliar women.'

Huai Shi muttered solemnly.

Photos of White Zunzhe, mercury-serpent blood of Will, Bai Ze's hair, and Su Tuoni's head (empty) were placed at the four cardinal directions.

After a simple bath and change of clothes, Su Tuoni skipped the elaborate rituals that could only be performed on Water Mirror Peak.

It's like someone deliberately going to King Arthur's tomb to pull out a paper doll— the more you respect fate, the more fate will eventually repay you in kind.

This is also why Su Lin, though he could have crafted himself a Lucky EX innate skill, has always maintained his purely natural, traditional form.

Speaking of innate skills.

Su Lin thought for a moment, walked into the extradimensional vault, rummaged for a while, then pulled out an arm from a corner and placed it in the empty slot.

Artifact: The King's Power

Gilgamesh, at least, had Luck A.

After finishing all this, he sat cross-legged on the ground in meditation posture, but in truth opened the system's gacha interface to perform an operation.

"No more theology or dark, deep, cruel stuff— give me something related to the Immortal Dao world!" Su Lin wished, trying to align his aesthetic with the ethereal, Daoist style.

Six rolls, six hundred sixty-six thousand six hundred sixty-six.

As always, a gray meteor, forever invisible to Jin Guang, rippled through the void.

【Self-Sword / Other-Self Method】: Using oneself as an anchor, awaken the imprints hidden within the consciousness seas of all beings, summoning a materialized spiritual assault of the Sword Dao.

【Tearstone Resonance of the Abandoned One's Spacetime】: The nameless Immortal King, left alone beyond endless spacetime, turned back to look—and found all past things were illusions; thus he shed tears imbued with a lifetime's insight, using thought as a catalyst to forcibly open and forge layers of illusory worlds.

（Heaven's Dao is me, all beings are me, all form is me, all formless is me; thus I am born as void. ）

【Imperial Edict · Fate (Severely Damaged)】: Every sip and bite is predestined, but the Fate-Bearer is exempt. By offering this talisman to Heaven, one's cultivation is freed from restrictions of talent, destiny, and heaven and earth, briefly gaining the ability to create from the void.

Note: Effect and durability are extremely uncertain.

（Eight pieces of Creation Gold, woven with one hundred thousand threads of Tianyu, then inked with the blood of a Sage's life— if not for the need to counter the Great End Calamity with a Fate-Bearer, this thing would have been a catastrophic loss! — Taiwei Sage）

【Sage Mechanism Plugin · Great Freedom Nirvana Transcription Code】

Effect: Enables the mind to decode cosmic mysteries, granting one chance to elevate an inorganic lifeform.

（"Question: Will a cyber monk dream of digital Buddhas?" — A post-generation Sage Mechanism born from a monk's use of AI to lazily chant sutras 108,000 times）

【Revival Tournament Invitation】: The Lord of the Netherworld, to pass the endless eons, created this one-time token during his travels across realms, seeking greater amusement by hosting revival tournaments.

Ignore all restrictions, invite a single era to open a Revival Tournament; the winner may be resurrected from the dust of history.

（Some say I'm cruel— come on, buddy, do you really want me to just hit "revive" directly? Hahaha? — Hunyuan Lord of the Netherworld）

【Dao Treasury Foundation Establishment Method】: Only by mastering this method can one establish the Foundation.