My Text-Based Cultivation Game

Let's rewind a few hours.

Inside a secluded cave on the inner mountain peak, a sinister-looking man in black robes lay lazily on an ice bed, examining something resembling a tortoise shell in his hand.

Beneath the ice bed, a man knelt, shivering.

Yunyang and Su Muxue were both very familiar with this man; he was none other than Comrade Zhang Xianhan.

"Alright, stop getting in the way. It's annoying to look at." The man on the ice couch waved his hand impatiently at Zhang Xianhan.

Seeing that the man was finally willing to speak, Zhang Xianhan scrambled to the ice bed, crying out, "Senior brother! You have to do justice for me!"

"Stop, stop, stop! My cave is small and simple to begin with. Shout a couple more times and shake the rocks on top of me down."

"Senior brother! Look at that guy Yunyang! Not only did he swindle me out of spirit stones, but he also stole the spirit sword you bestowed upon me! This isn't just a slap on the butt; it's a slap in your face!"

These words drew a roll of the eyes from the cold man on the ice bed.

"That sentence...it sounds so familiar."

"Uh..." Zhang Xianhan broke out in a cold sweat and asked cautiously, "Where did you hear about this, Senior Brother?"

"Is the next sentence going to tell me that Yunyang was treated to a meal, beheaded, and taken in as a dog?"

"?!?!"

Zhang Xianhan was shocked. He had been tricked by his trusted senior disciple without his knowledge.

"snort."

The cold man on the ice bed snorted, "You're already a Foundation Establishment cultivator, yet you still act like a mortal and can't control your lower body. You even told me about some kind of 'dual cultivation method,' using such a method that makes your aura mixed up. No wonder you can't even beat a mere Foundation Establishment newbie."

"I..." Zhang Xianhan moved closer to the ice bed, and said in a flattering tone, "I'm doing this for you, Senior Brother."

"For me?"

"That's right! I checked Yunyang's information. He only has a three-elemental talent, yet he was able to reach Foundation Establishment in half a year. Don't you think that's too bizarre? This kid must have a great opportunity! I thought to myself, if I could obtain this opportunity and then offer it to my senior brother..."

"Ha, you're the one being greedy, yet you're trying to pin the blame on me."

"Junior brother wouldn't dare! Junior brother is only thinking of his senior brother!"

"Sizzle—"

Faced with Zhang Xianhan's blatant lies, which even the villains couldn't stand, the cold man on the ice bed seemed to be barely holding back his laughter.

It's said that when a person is utterly shameless, they become invincible.

The cold-looking man slowly sat up from the ice bed and patted Zhang Xianhan's head as if petting a pet.

He got up from the bed, turned his back to Zhang Xianhan, and said, "The more I cultivate immortality, the more I realize that cultivators have limits, so I..."

Halfway through his speech, the cold-faced man suddenly stopped, then turned and smiled at Zhang Xianhan.

"So, junior brother, I appreciate your kindness, but there's no need for any of these 'opportunities.' After all, we're fellow disciples. More importantly, I just received a message from Master. Junior Brother Yun's partner has just been accepted into my master's sect and has become my junior sister. We're family now! What's the point of family members fighting over each other?"

"???"

Three question marks popped up on Zhang Xianhan's forehead.

Hey bro, do you want to listen to what you're saying?

Have you forgotten all the times you schemed against your fellow disciples?

Why do you want to be a good person now?

But this doubt only lingered in his mind for a moment. Reason told him that, apart from possession, the person he had always relied on could not possibly have suddenly changed his personality.

When a butcher stops yelling at his livestock, he has probably sharpened his knife and is ready to strike.

Zhang Xianhan's intuition, which told him that something was wrong, stemmed from his years of being a scoundrel and yet remaining unscathed.

No, it needs to be moistened!

"Um... Senior Brother Lan, I..."

But just as Zhang Xianhan was about to find a chance to escape, the cold-looking man's hand landed on Zhang Xianhan, pressing him back down as he tried to get up.

"What's the rush? I want you two to turn hostility into friendship. Don't be greedy. Master will probably entrust me with guiding Junior Sister later. I'll help you contact her then and clear up the misunderstanding."

Do you believe he truly wants to turn hostility into friendship, or do you believe I can ascend to immortality instantly?

"That's settled then. I'll arrange a dinner tomorrow to meet you two and clear up the misunderstanding."

"Senior Brother Lan, I..."

Zhang Xianhan tried to struggle a bit more, but the cold-faced man waved his hand, "That's it, you can leave now."

Although the tone was languid, it was undeniable.

"Okay, okay, senior brother."

The cold-faced man waved his hand, signaling Zhang Xianhan to leave.

After Zhang Xianhan left, a woman with a delicate appearance, revealing clothes, and strange purple patterns appeared on the cold man's ice bed.

"Why keep this useless piece of trash around? Why not just let me eat it?"

"Even an ant has its uses, let alone a Foundation Establishment cultivator."

"So let me eat him~" The woman got up from the bed, twisting her seductive waist, and hugged the cold man from behind like a snake.

"A Foundation Establishment cultivator? This servant hasn't had any meat in ages, Master, please let me have a taste~"

The cold-faced man smiled, then turned around and gently reached out to touch the head of the alluring woman.

The alluring woman narrowed her eyes, seemingly enjoying the cold man's caresses.

However, she didn't notice that the cold-looking man's hand was gradually moving down her cheek and touching her neck.

"Snapped!"

The cold, manly hand suddenly grabbed the woman's neck.

"Hmm!"

The alluring woman let out a muffled groan, then pouted and looked up at the cold, sinister man with feigned pitifulness.

"What is Master trying to do?"

The cold-blooded man remained silent, but gradually increased the pressure on the woman's hand.

At first, the charming woman, whose neck was being choked, continued to tease the cold man without a care. However, as the cold man unleashed astonishing spiritual power and his hand gradually contracted, the charming woman began to panic.

"Master, no! I'll never do it again!"

The alluring woman grabbed the cold man's hands with both of hers, struggling to break free, but the cold man's hands were like an iron clamp, and no matter how hard she struggled, she could not break free.

Only when the alluring woman's eyes began to roll upwards and her body was about to collapse did the cold-blooded man throw her onto the bed.

"cough!"

The graceful woman lay half-prone on the ice bed, delicately covering her neck, looking pitiful and frail.

But the cold-blooded man seemed not to notice, and casually summoned a handful of water to wash his hands.

"If you test my patience again, I won't mind fulfilling my duty as a righteous cultivator and eliminating demons to protect the righteous path."

"Yes, I'm sorry, I will never dare to do it again."