I Materialized the Cultivation Game

As the video began, Chu Hao saw a video from Patriarch Chen featuring a face with severe burns, menacing scars everywhere.

Is this someone burned by Demonic Flame?

Can such burns really be healed by something like Scar Remover Cream?

Chu Hao was surprised, curious.

Then he saw Patriarch Chen take out a metal bowl and pestle, calling them Alchemy Bowl and Spirit-Gathering Pestle, and he noticed the strong abstract style of the video.

Especially when aloe was referred to as Centennial Dragon Tongue, and olive oil as Osmanthus Oil.

It’s not just the abstract terms; Patriarch Chen’s alchemy process was too crude. Just crushing aloe, mixing it with olive oil and pollen, and then the floral cream was refined and completed.

Yet in his words, it was described loftily as overflowing with Spiritual Qi.

This... leaves one with a deep sense of abstraction unable to scoff at.

Chu Hao couldn’t help but feel he guessed wrong; there’s no way a random concoction like this could be a Scar Remover Cream. If such a cream could be made so easily with great effect, skincare and beauty companies would go bankrupt, right?

But the key point is, Patriarch Chen really used this cream on that woman.

Does he really take the audience for fools?

Just when he saw the end of the video, his jaw dropped. That burned woman, kneeling before the Demon-Vanquishing Celestial Venerable Statue, her burn scars had completely healed. Her delicate skin and fair visage made her a goddess enchanting to men.

Especially with her mature age, exuding an intellectual charm, he felt she was more charming than his own girlfriend.

This... this... this...

Chu Hao couldn’t describe his feelings; was her burn healed by the cream Patriarch Chen casually made?

Given his understanding of Patriarch Chen’s videos concealing truth, he felt this was likely.

He could foresee the video going viral, with a lively comment section.

Upon checking the comments, it really was so:

”Oh my, at the start of the video, I was terrified by this woman’s burns. By the end, I fell in love.”

”99% of the video felt like Patriarch Chen was blabbering, the remaining 1% was the beautiful woman.”

”I want to know if Patriarch Chen’s cream is real?”

”When I saw the complete recovery of the beautiful woman, I was truly amazed. Anyone else feel the same?”

”...”

As time passed, Chen Han also saw the video’s uploads begin to increase just as expected; it turned viral, but next, would it be followed by criticism?

Then, he thought of those two Deceitful Guests, wondering when they’d realize they’d been affected by the Refining Yin and Transforming Yang skill.

Linhe County.

Wu Yan returned home with his girlfriend, met with neighbors, had a friendly chat, and acquired a drone.

”Things are set, tomorrow we’ll continue over at the Chen Family.” Wu Yan contentedly placed the drone on the table. At night, the couple went out to celebrate grandly.

They arrived home late at night. As soon as his girlfriend sat on the sofa, she pulled out her phone and browsed through videos. Unexpectedly, she came across Patriarch Chen’s video: ”Hubby, this video from Patriarch Chen about Scar Remover Cream went viral. It has over 350k likes now, and the effect in the video is unbelievable.”

Wu Yan walked over, picked up Patriarch Chen’s video, watched it, and said with a smile: ”It’s just a video. If the Scar Remover Cream was that miraculous, wouldn’t it be researched and mass-produced by now? Think about it.”

”Hmm!” His girlfriend nodded, agreeing, the effect shown in the video was akin to immortal medicine, impossible in real life.

Wu Yan said: ”But now that the video is viral, Chen Family’s Scar Remover Cream’s reputation will definitely soar, even the purchase price from affluent buyers will be higher, right? Sadly, the Chen Family’s raffle prizes don’t include Scar Remover Cream, so we can’t get it.”

He returned the phone to his girlfriend, gazing at her with a wicked smile!

As a young couple, naturally, they should engage in something, otherwise how could they honor the long night ahead?

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