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Shennong Dao Master

【Brand New Setting】【Fully Developed System】 When you awoke, you had become an official known as "Minister of Agriculture" in a fantasy game. "Dynasty's Prosperity" version: You diligently cultivated the "Seasonal Order," from "Harmonizing Winds and Rains" to "Summoning the Winds and Commanding the Rains," from "Bountiful Grain Harvests" to "All Things Flourish," commanding the seasons and quietly developing. You achieved minor successes, joined the army on expeditions, and controlled the "Four Books of Agriculture." You froze thousands of miles of great rivers to pave the way for the army. With "Miasma" you slew enemies, "Fog Shadow" obstructed tens of thousands of troops, establishing unparalleled military exploits and rising to the position of Director of Agriculture, secretly seizing the fate of the dynasty, all falling into your hands. "Spiritual Energy Resurgence" version: You nurtured "Mountain Spirits and Wild Creatures": Twin lotus make you invulnerable to both water and fire, the Seven Star Sword cools the light across Nineteen Provinces, Parasitic Species feeding on living beings, Void Species rooting in the void to absorb the Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth... You established an inner scenic area, cultivated immortal species, with "Grand Taiyi Lotus" replicating en masse! "Ancient Tree of Life" immortal and indestructible! "A true seed falls into the Dantian, can nurture spiritual sprouts for ten thousand years, one day when the cultivation is complete, my life is governed by me, not by the heavens!" "Heart fire shines like the sun, kidney water is the source, spleen stores earth, lungs refine through metal, liver sustains with qi. Using the body as the foundation, nurture original species, foster all laws, achieving the status of Shennong Dao Master !"
Mighty Colonel · 814.2k Views

The Unwanted Crown

In a world that pretends divine relics do not exist, ancient artifacts known as Crowns lie buried in forgotten ruins and battlefields. Those who discover them can bind their blood to these relics and awaken powers that defy reality — but every Crown demands something in return. Only a handful of people know the truth. Governments erase evidence. Secret factions hunt wielders. Most of humanity lives unaware that monsters are born not from darkness, but from desire. He was never meant to find one. Born in the slums of a continent torn apart by war, he had nothing — no family, no future, no name worth remembering. Mocked, beaten, ignored. While the powerful shaped history, he survived in its shadows. Until the day he bled onto a relic hidden beneath the ruins. The Crown that answered him was unlike the others. It did not grant fire. It did not grant strength. It listened. The Crown of Desire awakened to the one thing he had buried deeper than hunger or hatred — his need to be recognized. To matter. To stand above the world that crushed him. Now, when he calls upon its power, reality bends ever so slightly in his favor. The air grows heavy. People feel it — the pressure of his will. The more he pushes, the stronger he becomes. But the Crown does not give power freely. The longer he uses it, the more his thoughts shift. Ambition becomes obsession. Recognition becomes domination. And each time he steps closer to becoming someone the world cannot ignore, he drifts further from being human. In a hidden war between Crown bearers, where every ability carries a price, he will climb from the bottom of society to its peak. Even if he has to tear the world down to stand on it.
Art18 · 1.1k Views

Scholar's Mate

“In an age where knowledge cuts deeper than knives, Victoria is about to learn far more than is safe for any soul to bear.” Victoria and Robert were torn from the gentle dullness of their ordinary century and cast into a realm governed by proto-concepts—those ancient, unblinking truths from which life, death, and divinity themselves are carved. Proclaimed “Heroes” by a world too desperate to question its own choices, they were commanded to rise in strength, confront a Demon Lord, and deliver salvation to a land that had never been theirs. Robert donned the mantle with the fervour of a man stepping into destiny. Victoria… hesitated. And in that hesitation, something old—older than scripture, older than light—turned its gaze toward her. She felt its attention like a draft through a locked room. In a moment poised between terror and terrible understanding, she accepted its offer: a contract sealed in silence, a year of her life exchanged for a thing that should never have been permitted to exist. Not in this world. Not in any. She did not yet grasp that, in straying from the Hero’s ordained path, she had not merely shifted her fate— she had begun to unwrite the very scaffolding of her humanity. Now Victoria walks like a phantom through a world that has marched on without her— one year behind the celebrated Hero, yet burdened with an insight so sharp it threatens to cut her free from mortality itself. She can now trespass upon knowledge forbidden to scholars, sorcerers, or even those who stand at the pinnacle of human mastery. She commits the kind of acts whispered only of beings who have stepped beyond the human threshold… and never returned. And in a world built on primordial, immovable truths, one truth endures: Knowledge is power. But power, when mishandled, becomes a curse that devours its bearer— quietly, inevitably, like rot beneath embroidered silk.
NovaLumin · 101.3k Views