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Transmigrated as the Divine Medicine Grandpa

A promising young doctor... works himself to death! His soul transmigrates into a cruel martial world. But instead of the handsome body of a young master, the heavens play a cruel joke. He wakes up as "Old Man Wang," a fifty-year-old owner of a failing medicine shop, whose only redeeming quality is his honest, kind, and harmless face! Yet, in his despair, a miracle occurs. The [Divine Doctor System] activates! It grants him not only god-tier pill refining skills and profound medical knowledge but also a very bizarre mission... He must "treat" the most beautiful women in the land, using the most "profound" and "intimate" methods imaginable! Wang Cheng must now embrace his role as the "Kind Old Man." Using his harmless face and divine alchemy skills as a facade, he employs cunning schemes and unheard-of medical rhetoric. His goal: to lure formidable female generals, ruthless young demon sect leaders, and even the noble Empress herself, forcing them to willingly undress and climb into his bed to "receive treatment." "Little lady, your body is in chaos because your Yin energy is obstructed... Come... let this old man use his Yang energy to help you break through." This is the legend of a young man in an old man's body. Wielding otherworldly medical knowledge and dazzling cunning, he will build a harem that shakes the entire realm. He will subdue the land's most beautiful women with his "Divine Touch" and conquer the martial world with "Heavenly Elixirs" that only he can refine!
Zephyr_Ink · 5.9k Views

Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World

« MATURE CONTENT » I was supposed to check my stats. Instead, I checked my sins. One scroll through the system notifications and I realized I’d made the dumbest, hottest, most catastrophic mistake in cultivation history: [Heir Conception Confirmed: All three blessed wives have been Impregnanted.] [Gestation: 3 months. Offspring inherit 50% divine bloodline + maternal elemental affinities.] [Legacy Skill Unlocked: Imperial Seed – Children born at Core Formation minimum. Twins/Triplets chance +70%.] Translation? I bred the maid who poisoned me, the archer who swore she’d never kneel, and the ice queen who hadn’t even been kissed… in one night. Now they’re all carrying little demigods—and Heaven just flagged me as Calamity Incarnate. I wanted a quiet moment to breathe. Heaven handed me a countdown. 3… 2… 1… The sky split like a bad promise. Tribulation clouds boiled over the horizon, rings within rings, and every ring had my name carved into it. Lightning didn’t just flash—it wrote scripture across the firmament, every stroke a sentence: Zhao Tianlong, Calamity Incarnate. And behind me, three heartbeats answered in perfect sync. "Husband, stand back; you should save your energy to fight us in bed..." I glanced at the notifications again, just to suffer. [Heaven’s Will: Surveillance Active. Concealment: Impossible.] [Designation: Catastrophe-Grade Variable. Tribulation: Immediate.] [Bonus Condition Detected: Three Heroines Pregnant. Difficulty Multiplier: x10.] [Note: Heaven disapproves of speedrunning destiny via breeding.] "H-husband, why is the sky thundering..." "The clouds seem to be darkening with concentrated Qi." "It's like it is spreading across the land to take you on, Tianlong." I almost laughed. Almost. My naive wives, they can’t see how the clouds look beautiful, like a beautiful woman. "Hah… I make fountains out of heavenly beauties with my thing," I spat, a chuckle forming while getting disgusted, cute, lovely glares from my heavenly wives. "So if even Heaven itself dares to spread her legs at me, all she’ll do is scream louder," I said, lifting my middle finger towards the sky with a grin that almost ruined my hot husband image in front of my wives. "Tch, perverted bastard... I will just fight." "Ahem, yes, standing beside him might corrupt me." "H-husband... I-I will go fight too... you are embarrassing me..." They stepped beside me—left, right, and one half a pace ahead. Unaware that their sway of hips and jiggles of melons were too distracting. "...." I could only look at three of my beauties, thinking how they are different than last night, but again it appears I might have to corrupt them more. "So, shall we begin the journey of Dual Cultivation?" No NTR, No Yuri
Idiocrat · 662.4k Views

A SOUL

his is the compelling narrative of Hiro, an orphan navigating a world fractured by an unforgiving caste system where social status is determined solely by the purity of magical bloodlines and the magnitude of innate power. In this realm, populated by powerful Demons, graceful Fairies, and haughty Mages, those deemed 'Half-Bloods' or carrying 'tainted' ancestry are ruthlessly treated as subhuman. Hiro is the ultimate victim of this cruel hierarchy. He possesses the forbidden blood of Demons mixed with human ancestry—a living symbol of impurity. Worse still, fate has denied him the very thing his society values: significant magical talent. Despite his lineage, his innate magical ability is tragically weak, making him doubly vulnerable to contempt and abuse. His childhood, defined by relentless isolation, culminates in a desperate attempt to end his own life on a lonely mountain cliff. His trajectory is violently rerouted by a mysterious Grandmaster, who shatters Hiro's despair with a harsh, undeniable truth: Power is the only currency in this world. Galvanized by this brutal lesson, Hiro finds a terrifying new purpose, returning to the Academy fueled by a desire for strength, even if the traditional magical path is closed to him. The narrative follows Hiro's grueling, decade-spanning journey across various lands and realms, exploring the limits of non-magical expertise and the secrets hidden within the world's most powerful beings. The story explores the ultimate question: In a world obsessed with raw magical might, can a fundamentally weak individual who lacks true innate power use wit, training, and sheer will to overcome both the deepest societal prejudice and his own physical limitations? Can a single Half-Blood, armed with nothing but the strength of A Soul, succeed where all others rely on magic, and truly become a Grandmaster? This is a tale of ambition, resilience, and the monumental fight for worth in a society that judges only blood and might.
Yeasin00 · 226 Views

Reincarnated for Glory, Died of betrayal. Regressed for Greatness but.

Discord:"sukehero_101" (for contracts and suggestions). An orphan named Hikaru, who despite his best efforts remained a virgin loser. And died at the age of 32 due to overwork at a corporate job. But he got Reincarnated into a fantasy world, where the status of a person is determined by its awakened rank. F Rank being the weakest and SSS Rank being the Strongest. These F rankers were treated like trash, While SSS Rank Awakener's were treated like kings, as they are tasked with defeating the neverending hordes of monsters coming from the dungeons, whose existence is still a mystery to the entire world. Our MC who got Reincarnated into this world, hoping to get the legendary system he had read in novel stories, hoping to build a harem of beautiful Mature ladies, hoping that he would live an easy and comfortable life, as he would be the main character of his story. "Although he does gets the system. But when he checked his character details or available missions the only message he got was. ["Certain Conditions must be met to Unlock this System"] And on the day of awakening he awakened only as an F Ranker and lived his entire life as a side character of someone else's story and was betrayed and killed by his former Ex Girlfriend. But fate had something in stored for him His system awakened And he Regressed back in time [Author's Note: This Novel is a Rewritten form of "I got a Legendary Hate to Power Conversion System"] (As both stories authors are same but this story has more character development and more excitement.)
Suke_Hero · 785 Views

Heaven Chasers: The Rise of the Disappointing Sect Master

Ci Zhanshi. The Sect Master of the Dual Lotus Sect. A side character from a popular VRRPG game, Heaven Chasers. He was a character that players dismissed as mere cannon fodder—living a reckless life, drowning in alcohol and indulgence. His story was destined for a swift end, abruptly cut short by a surprise attack from a barely functioning first boss. Most players would laugh or perhaps spare a moment's pity for him before racing ahead with their own narratives in the game. But what if they suddenly found themselves wearing Ci Zhanshi's shoes? Would they begin to grasp the tangled reasons behind his downfall? Could they catch a glimpse of his distorted view of the world, shaped by regret and lost opportunities? Ren was now faced with that very possibility—and it frightened him. Trapped in the frail body of Ci Zhanshi, he could feel the depletion of yang energy pulsing through him after a reckless night spent at the Pink Milk house. Every step felt like a monumental effort, and the looming threat of a boss-level monster knocking on the doorstep of his tiny sect hung heavy in the air—ready to obliterate him and his junior sister. He had just started playing Heaven Chasers, barely skimming the surface of the plot, and now he found himself entwined in a fate he couldn’t predict. And why did it feel as if Ci Zhanshi’s memories were tugging at his actions, steering him toward unknown paths? What depths would he uncover as he navigated this dangerous and uncertain reality?
ViciousThing · 89 Views