Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 119: Give Me a Happy Ending (35)

It took only twenty days for "The Demonic Survivor" to go from appearing to occupying half of the Ghost Palace.

This game almost completely stitches together all the games in Fangwai, but even with these games stitched together, it is enough for the ghost cultivators here to play it and forget themselves, unable to extricate themselves.

On the road of the ghost town, Qingniang strolled with an oil umbrella, looking at the surrounding scenery with satisfaction.

The Hall of Ghosts has always been a rather mysterious place where ghost cultivators gather and live. It is a paradise exclusive to ghost cultivators.

But now, the people here are eagerly taking the bamboo slips provided by the Demon Sect. Each of them is immersed in the world of the game and cannot extricate themselves, becoming the shape of the Demon Sect.

Although the Holy King repeatedly said that it was good enough, it couldn't go on like this.

But for Qingniang, nothing could be more exciting than making the ghost cultivators bow down to the game she made.

"The disciple surpasses the master. My Qingniang's ideas came from Fangwai, but what I have made now is far better than Fangwai's. Does this mean that I am already better than Fangwai?"

"If Fang Wai sees how good I am, will he be impressed by my ability and let me love him well? The thought of him doing this and that, and then me doing that, really makes me impatient."

With such a wonderful thought in mind, Qingniang continued to admire the appearance of the ghost cultivator.

When she closed her eyes, everything here provided her with emotions.

There are a lot of difficulties in "Survivors of Demon Gate", which are hidden quite subtly and are almost invisible in the early stages.

However, in the middle and late stages, these points will pop up one by one, making the already addicted ghost cultivators scratch their heads, and thus providing them with negative emotions.

Although she has reached the pinnacle of the Golden Core, these resources can be stored up so that she can recover her strength once the Heavenly Dao is restored. After that, she can do whatever she wants in the Demon Sect.

Yuanying and Jindan are two different concepts. There have been extremely talented people since ancient times, but it is almost unheard of that people can transcend realms and defeat those in higher realms.

By then, I will be the number one in the Demon Sect, and then I will start to rest every day and live the life I long for.

Turning a corner, Qing Niang looked at a ghost cultivator with a smile on her face, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

The other party was so absorbed in the game that his body had become physical, but there wasn't a single emotion coming through him.

Looking at the other person quietly, Qingniang found that the other person's condition was not right either.

When playing "Magic Gate Survivor", the ghost cultivators usually behave very emotionally.

Perhaps it is because they have not expressed normal emotions for a long time, so when their emotions fluctuate, they behave in an extremely exaggerated manner.

Sometimes they break down and cry, sometimes they laugh out loud, and their emotions constantly swing between two extremes.

But now, this ghost cultivator looks very peaceful, and his body has remained stable in a solid state.

This means that the other party satisfied his or her desires in an alternative way, which makes Qingniang feel a little strange.

After looking carefully for a while, Qingniang felt that it was most likely an isolated case and the other party should be a newly-minted ghost cultivator. It didn't matter.

Instead of watching him here, it is better to go back and think with Kong Jue about how to update the next version so that the Demon Sect can continue to infiltrate the Ghost Palace.

But the next day, when Qing Niang checked the emotions she had harvested, she was surprised to find that she had harvested 30% less emotions.

Feeling the data with a serious expression, she immediately put on her clothes, opened her umbrella, and found Kong Jue.

Next to the round table, Kong Jue was also looking ahead with a grim expression. Numbers condensed by magic were floating in the air, which were the negative emotions he had gained.

Beside Kong Jue, Zhang Decai, the Immortal Master of the Nightmare Sect, kept wiping the sweat off his head, communicating with his disciples from time to time, and then nervously said: "The disciples said there is no problem, and all the bamboo slips sent out can be played. The new version released yesterday is confirmed to have no problems."

In places where there is no Shentong Network, updating is a hassle.

They need to write down the bamboo slips that have been sent out, and then find these ghost cultivators when an update is needed, and help them copy the latest version in.

I thought it was an update that caused the ghost cultivators to be unable to play the game, but now it seems that the situation is worse than this.

Seeing Qingniang coming in, Zhang De realized that he couldn't say anything here, so he decisively poured tea for the two of them, and then sat aside to make room for Qingniang. After taking a sip of tea, Qingniang saw that there were 37,000 strands of emotions recorded yesterday, but only 26,000 strands today.

The negative emotions Kong Jue received also decreased by 30%, which made Qing Niang feel a little uneasy.

After a moment of silence, Kong Jue said, "Investigate, continue investigating."

"it is good."

Let Zhang Decai send the disciples of the Demon Sect to continue the investigation. Qingniang and Kong Jue looked at the numbers in the air, silently thinking about the reasons.

With a fluke mentality, they hoped that this was just a fluctuation, but the situation the next day ruthlessly shattered this fantasy.

Waist cut.

Thirteen thousand strands of negative emotions seemed to be mocking their optimism, making the expressions of the two immortal masters extremely ugly.

Yuan Hua, the disciple who was responsible for reporting the matter, felt his legs go weak when he saw the unfriendly expressions of the three immortal masters.

Among the three, Zhang Decai is the kindest one, because he only tortures people by throwing them into the cesspool.

Next is Kong Jue. If you offend him, you will get a "haha". The next time you meet him, they will be mining underground.

The most terrifying one is Qingjun. In the past, the old demon looked at his disciples like livestock and would refine them in an instant.

Trembling as he looked at the three immortal masters, he began to think about how to kneel faster, and then he heard Kong Jue ask, "Have you found out what the reason is?"

"I found out!"

"Hurry up and say it!"

"Yes! According to reports from other disciples, the righteous sect asked Fang Wai to take action, and Fang Wai also came here recently and launched his new game, "Human Emperor Realm"!"

The three immortal masters fell silent again.

The air at this moment was heavier than Mount Tai, pressing Yuan Hua to the point where he couldn't breathe.

Looking at the three expressionless people, Yuen Wah was about to cry.

Fangwai, ah Fangwai, why are you releasing a game at this time?

Aren't you putting us on the fire?
Just as he was thinking about how to calm the anger of the three immortal masters, he discovered that Kong Jue's intimidating aura suddenly disappeared, and his whole body revealed a helpless expression.

After taking a sip of tea, he said helplessly: "Fang Wai... then there is nothing we can do."

Qingniang also nodded. The old demon now looked like a young girl who had just begun to fall in love. She twirled her black hair and said, "As expected of my Fangwai. He is such a headache."

Although he didn't know why the two of them suddenly relaxed, Yuen Wah also breathed a sigh of relief when he found out that he was fine.

After expressing their feelings, the two men reached out to Yuan Hua and said, "Since Fang Wai is here, he should have got the game bamboo slips. Let me see it."

"Oh, this game can only be played by ghost cultivators, ordinary cultivators can't play it!"

"What did you say!"

"Think of a solution for us. If you can't, don't come back alive!"

Looking at the two furious people, Yuen Wah almost cried.

Please give me a quick death!

Don't be so scary!

(End of this chapter)