1: The master ran away at the beginning.

"You bastard! You're still in the mood to sleep!" A roar thundered in Lin Chuan's ear.

Lin Chuan opened his bleary eyes, rubbed one with his hand, and said helplessly, "What else is there to do if not sleep? No one even comes to our Trial Secret Realm."

An old man with white hair and a white beard reached out and twisted Lin Chuan's ear, shouting, "Isn't it because of that crappy 'Dragon Quest' trial you designed? You said it would definitely be a hit! A few people used to come, but now there's no one!"

Lin Chuan slapped away the large hand twisting his ear and snapped, "That's because they don't recognize quality!"

The old man sat dejectedly at the table, scanning Lin Chuan's room as he spoke, "Whatever. Our Trial Secret Realm hasn't made a profit in six months. This Master is running away. From now on, the management rights of this Secret Realm belong to you."

Hearing the old man say this, Lin Chuan immediately protested, "Master, you can't do this! What am I supposed to do if you leave?"

The old man took down the calligraphies and paintings hanging in Lin Chuan's room, muttering to himself, "These things should still be worth a few Spirit Stones." Having finished, he rolled them up and tucked them into his robe.

"Little Chuan, the Grand Elder said that if our Tianquan Peak's Trial Secret Realm doesn't make a profit soon, he'll stuff me into the latrine as a Biogas Suppression Officer. If this Master doesn't run now, I'll end up watching over the toilets!"

"Damn it, old man! You're running away and leaving me here? What if they make me watch the toilets then?" Lin Chuan shouted.

"Oh, they won't. You're just an apprentice. According to the rules, you'll only be punished if you take over the Trial Secret Realm and fail to make a profit for three months. When that time comes, just hand the management rights directly to the Grand Elder and go be a Utility Disciple. It's better than wandering with me, right?" the old man advised.

Just as Lin Chuan was about to say more, the old man gave a wretched smile and vanished from the room. On his way out, he even swiped the tea canister from Lin Chuan's table, leaving behind a roll of beast skin.

Lin Chuan got out of bed, grumbling, and reached for the beast skin.

Suddenly, a light screen exploded in front of him.

[Detected that the Host independently possesses the adaptation rights for a Trial Secret Realm. System starting up!]

[Strongest Game Designer System activated!]

Lin Chuan looked at the light screen before him, tears streaming down his face. It had been a year. He had transmigrated to this cultivation world a year ago, and the System had finally appeared.

Lin Chuan was originally an ordinary programmer. While working late and going to the bathroom, he accidentally tripped, hit his head on the toilet, and passed out. When he woke up, he was at the Spirit Realm Sect on the Canglan Continent.

Knowing nothing as a newcomer, he was swindled by Li Rufeng, the manager of the Tianquan Peak Trial Secret Realm, into taking the old man as his Master.

Only after arriving at Tianquan Peak did he realize the entire peak consisted of just the two of them. Li Rufeng was known as the most useless Elder in the Spirit Realm Sect.

The Trial Secret Realm he managed consistently ranked last among the five major peaks. Without profit, there were no Cultivation resources, so no Disciples were willing to join Tianquan Peak.

Lin Chuan excitedly reached out to touch the light screen, but there was no reaction.

Lin Chuan whispered, "System, are you there?"

[Host's response successfully received. Preparing to issue Newbie Gift Pack. Please receive!]

"Receive, receive!" Lin Chuan said excitedly.

[Newbie Gift Pack issued successfully.]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the Trial Secret Realm adapted version: "Dungeon & Fighter: Lite Edition".]

[Newbie Mission started: Please obtain 5,000 Spirit Stones through the Trial Secret Realm!]

Lin Chuan looked at the gift pack issued by the System in excitement. DNF! He was all too familiar with this.

"System, what does this 'Lite Edition' mean?" Lin Chuan asked.

Lin Chuan waited for a while, but the System did not answer his question. Instead, it directly prompted him.

[Host, would you like to adapt the currently owned Trial Dungeon?]

"Yes, yes, adapt it quickly," Lin Chuan agreed.

[Trial Secret Realm adaptation complete. Monster Possession function is now open to the Host (The Host can choose to possess any monster at will to increase the difficulty for challengers).]

["Dungeon & Fighter: Lite Edition" Trial Secret Realm has opened. Current number of challengers: 0!]

[Host, please recruit challengers as soon as possible to obtain Spirit Stones and enable the System to unlock more functions.]

Just as Lin Chuan was worrying about where to find people for the Trial Secret Realm, he suddenly heard a voice from outside: "Is Elder Li Rufeng present? The Grand Elder is summoning the managers of the five peaks' Secret Realms!"

Lin Chuan opened the door to see a Disciple dressed in white standing there. Seeing Lin Chuan come out, the Disciple glanced at him and asked, "Where is your Master, Elder Li Rufeng?"

Looking at the Disciple's disdainful expression, Lin Chuan felt helpless. Tianquan Peak was looked down upon by everyone in the Spirit Realm Sect; he had already grown used to it.

Lin Chuan spoke up, "My Master has transferred the management rights of the Trial Secret Realm to me. He's not here. If there's something, you can just tell me."

The Disciple in white sneered upon hearing this, "Just you? A Qi Refining trash? Whatever, since you're the manager now, hurry to the Great Hall. The Grand Elder is waiting!"

After saying that, the Disciple stepped onto a Flying Sword and flew away in a flash.

Lin Chuan suppressed the thought of calling the Disciple back to give him a ride. He sighed, closed the door, and began walking down the mountain step by step.

"Damn it, other Disciples have already reached Core Formation and can fly on swords whenever they want. I'm only at the Qi Refining stage. Comparison really is the thief of joy," Lin Chuan grumbled internally.

Meanwhile, in the Spirit Realm Sect's Great Hall, the managers of the other four peaks were already seated. In the center sat an old man with a transcendent air, white hair, and a youthful complexion. He was the Grand Elder of the Spirit Realm Sect, Mu Haitian.

The Grand Elder scanned the four people below and asked with a frown, "What's going on? Li Changfeng hasn't arrived yet?"

Peak Master Di Lan, Yin Tianzheng, snorted at the words. "It doesn't matter whether he comes or not. His Tianquan Peak's Trial Secret Realm hasn't made a profit in six months. If you ask me, we should have him hand over the Secret Realm immediately and just let him be an idle Elder."

The Grand Elder frowned and called over the Disciple who had been responsible for the notification. After inquiring about the reason and learning that Li Changfeng had actually handed the Secret Realm over to his Qi Refining Disciple, his brow furrowed even deeper.

After a moment, the Grand Elder sighed, "Go back on your sword and pick up that child. With his cultivation level, it'll probably be dark by the time he walks here."

Peak Master Di Lan snorted coldly, "Grand Elder, Li Rufeng is so irresponsible, letting a Qi Refining Disciple manage a Trial Secret Realm. Why not just hand it over to me? I can certainly make that Secret Realm much more profitable for the Spirit Realm Sect."

The Grand Elder ignored him, merely saying calmly, "Do not be impatient. Let's wait a bit longer."

Seeing this, everyone could only shut their mouths and wait quietly.

When the Disciple found Lin Chuan, he had only just reached halfway down the mountain. Seeing the Disciple return, he quickly asked, "Senior Brother, is there something else?"

The Disciple curled his lip and said, "The Grand Elder ordered me to pick you up on my sword. Get on!"

Lin Chuan stood cautiously on the Disciple's Flying Sword. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a blast of wind rush past his ears. The words he intended to say instantly turned into a scream: "Ah! Holy crap! I want to go home! Holy craaaaap!"