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But he overlooked one thing.

He thought that this world only contained cultivators, the Heavenly Court, and himself.

He forgot that in another world, there are billions of ordinary people.

Those people do not cultivate spiritual power, do not refine elixirs, and do not comprehend the Dao of Heaven.

But they have another kind of power.

Unity.

"This is impossible!" The Heavenly Court's ruler's voice trembled. "These are all mortals! How could mortals possibly harm heavenly soldiers?!"

Xu Ze looked at him and smiled.

"Mortals? Do you really think that the 'mortals' you speak of are inferior to you?"

The Lord of Heaven was stunned.

Xu Ze gripped his sword tightly, the tip pointing at him.

The sword rises.

"Actually, there are no 'genius children' in this world."

A light, airy voice drifted over from afar.

"It is precisely because I have gained everyone's recognition that I am worthy of such a title."

"If this is just a game for you alone, what's the point of playing it so well?"

The sword fell.

The world changed color.

Multicolored light surged in from all directions, converging at the tip of Xu Ze's sword, forming a sword light that no one had ever seen before.

This sword was aimed at the ruler of the Heavenly Court.

It also aimed at the deception that had trapped cultivators for thousands of years.

The Lord of Heaven lowered his head and looked at his chest, where a transparent 'hole' had appeared.

At first, the hole was small, only the size of a fist, but it kept expanding.

It expanded from the chest to the abdomen, from the abdomen to the limbs, and finally to the whole body.

His body began to disintegrate.

Like a sand sculpture, it peels off piece by piece.

The detached fragments drifted in the air, turning into starlight and disappearing into the sea of ​​clouds.

"Why...why..."

His face was full of confusion.

Xu Ze looked at him and sheathed his sword.

"Because you've been playing alone for too long."

……

one year later.

The venue for the global esports finals was packed with people.

On the huge screen, the competition footage of the game 'Xuanling Sect' was displayed.

The two teams were locked in fierce combat, with magical light flashing across the screen, and cheers from the audience rising and falling.

In the commentary booth, a young man in a suit was giving a passionate commentary:

"Great! That was a brilliant team fight!"

"Captain Xu Ze's swordsmanship directly cut into the enemy's backline, instantly killing their healer with three sword strikes! However, he also became the target of focused fire from multiple enemies..."

"My God, what kind of operation is this?!"

"He's not dead, he's still alive!!"

The audience erupted in cheers.

"Xu Ze! Xu Ze!"

The shouts came like a tide, wave after wave.

On stage, Xu Ze sat in front of the computer, his fingers flying across the keyboard.

His face was expressionless—a person who wants to win has no expression on their face.

But there was light in his eyes.

It wasn't that cold, austere light, but rather a warm, bright light.

Beside him, Bai Yuxi sat on his left, and on his right were his three brothers from the dormitory.

The five players coordinated perfectly, moving with fluid and seamless movements, causing their opponents to retreat in defeat.

"Push the tower! Push the tower! We've won!" Li Wenxiu shouted.

"Don't rush, don't rush, let's get the dragon first!" Cheng Hao shouted.

"Forget about dragons, let's go for it in one fell swoop!" Jin Yu shouted.

Xu Ze did not speak.

He was simply controlling his own character, a sword cultivator, wearing a blue Taoist robe and holding a dark red longsword.

That sword looks a lot like the Flame-Slaying Sword.

It's not a prop from a game, but something Xu Ze designed himself, based on the real-life Zhan Yan Sword.

His character sped across the screen, slashing with his sword and cutting down the last opponent.

"Victory!"

Huge gold lettering exploded on the screen, and the audience erupted in thunderous cheers.

"We won! We won!"

"We are the champions!!"

On stage, Xu Ze took off his headphones, turned his head, and looked at his three brothers beside him.

Li Wenxiu jumped up excitedly and hugged Cheng Hao, while Jin Yu frantically slammed his fist on the table, knocking the keyboard away.

Xu Ze looked at them and, unusually, smiled.

"Master, we won!"

Bai Yuxi stood beside Xu Ze, wearing a white team uniform, her hair tied in a ponytail, and light makeup on her face.

She's a support player, and in the last game, she perfectly protected Xu Ze's swordsmanship, allowing him to focus on dealing damage.

Ding Wan stood beside her, wearing a black team uniform and holding a tactical board in her hand.

She is the coach, and she devises all the team's tactics.

This strong woman still maintained a cool and aloof demeanor.

But there was an indescribable satisfaction in her eyes.

"Thank you all for your hard work."

Su Yunshang stood behind them, wearing a gray suit.

She is the team manager, responsible for all business and logistics.

A faint smile graced her face as she looked at the young man on stage, surrounded by his teammates, a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

……

In a corner of the audience seats.

Xi Yue and Xi Rou sat together, each holding a large bucket of popcorn.

Xi Rou called out as she ate:

"Go for it! Xu Ze is the best..."

Xi Yue didn't speak, but just looked at the stage, at the young man illuminated by the spotlight, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

“Sister,” Xi Rou suddenly turned her head and looked at her, “Do you think he will still remember us?”

Xi Yue looked at her and smiled.

"remember."

"why?"

"Because the red line is still there."

Xi Rou lowered her head, looked at the faint red line on her wrist, and then smiled.

"That's true."

On stage, Xu Ze was pushed to the center by his teammates, and the spotlight shone on him.

He raised the trophy in his hand, the golden trophy gleaming under the lights.

The cheers from the audience were like a tsunami, wave after wave.

He looked at the excited faces below the stage, at the waving glow sticks, and at the flashing phone screens.

Xu Ze smiled but didn't say anything.

He simply stood there, holding the trophy, letting the cheers engulf him.

……

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With this, the story of this book comes to a rather hasty end.