Ficool

xianxia

Walker Of The Worlds

Lin Mu was an orphan living in a country town. Having no knowledge of cultivation, he was a common peasant. This was until he discovered a mysterious ring stuck in a tree. Wearing it, a new world opened up to Lin Mu. The world of cultivation! The ring bestowed Lin Mu with the ability to cultivate while also giving him the ability to manipulate space. Snatching treasures, exploring unknown realms, looting secret grottos, everything was possible with the ring. Witness Lin Mu as he learns his purpose in life, finds his destiny, meets impeccable experts and beings. Watch him as he learns the truth of the cosmos, and becomes its saviour! P.S: Rise of the Worm Sovereign is a prequel to this book. Tags: #weak to strong #Beast taming #Beast companions #Monster Master #World Exploration #NO YOUNG MASTERS #NO HAREM ----- Old Synopsis: Lin Mu was a common boy living in a small town, ostracized by the townsmen because of a mistake he made during the harvest, his house seized to compensate for it. Forced to fend for himself in the outskirts, he finds a rusty ring embedded in the tree where he always used to play as a child. Witness his story as the mysterious rusty ring changes his destiny forever, opening him up to a world he would never have experienced, people he would have never met, and powers he would have never had. Instagram: grand_void_daoist -------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------- Join the discord-https://discord.gg/VfJFxXnbAE
Grand_Void_Daoist · 10.9m Views

Sovereign of the Myriad Great Paths(万道至尊 — Wàn Dào Zhì Zūn)

The Heavens are not divine; they are a graveyard. ​In the world of the Cloud-Mist Sect, every cultivator knows the law: to grow strong, you must consume the world’s Qi. But what they don't know is that the world’s Qi has been poisoned for eons. The "Gods" of the higher realms are nothing more than refined parasites, and the "Heavenly Way" is a decaying system that feeds on the souls of the lower planes. ​Han Feng was born "trash." With a crippled Dantian and no family name, he was destined to be discarded during the sect's brutal "Culling." But a chance discovery in a scrap heap changes the fate of the universe. He finds the Primordial Purification Mirror—a sentient artifact from an era before the Heavens became corrupt. ​While others struggle to absorb tainted energy, Han Feng refines it. While others swallow toxic pills that limit their lifespan, Han Feng creates Perfect Grade elixirs. ​Han Feng rises from the "Trash of the Outer Sect" to the undisputed Sovereign of his planet. He uncovers the dark secret of the Sect Elders and eventually shatters the sky itself to ascend to the Spirit Domain. ​As he enters the higher planes, Han Feng realizes his Mirror is not just a tool—it is a key. He begins to "cleanse" entire continents, turning desolate wastelands into paradises, and in doing so, declares war on the Celestial Emperors who thrive on the world's decay. ​ Han Feng transcends the limits of biology and spirit. He travels to the Primordial Void, the source of the corruption. There, he must face the "Heavenly Will" itself—the sentient, dying consciousness of the universe that views his "Purity" as a virus. ​"The world is a cup of muddy water. I am the drop of silver that will make it clear." ​Armed with his sword and the Mirror, Han Feng will not just cultivate. He will sanitize existence. He will become the Sovereign of the Myriad Great Paths, or he will die trying to wash the stars.
Kid_tiger · 707 Views

A Farmer's Journey To Immortality

"Battling young masters for some treasures in mysterious caves? No, thank you. What's so special about a ring containing an old sage's trapped soul? I'll just toss it away. Becoming a direct disciple of some big expert with many enemies? Count me out. I'll flip the bird to the pointless struggle in prestigious sects that only attract calamity. What I have here, this opportunity I've seized, is plenty for me. I'll choose safe and steady methods of progress, even if they're slow. After all, I'm just a simple farmer seeking peace through cultivation. I'll rely on myself to pave the way." - Aksai Everwood (Chapter 7) ============ Aksai Everwood was a terminally ill man in his past life who signed up for one last experiment and accidentally made history by merging his mind with an AI. Instead of dying, he woke up in another world with a new name, new body, and a magical farm. But this isn’t your average pastoral paradise. Spirit farming here means dealing with dangerous cultivation, chaotic realms, and the occasional reality-bending headache. Armed with neural tech, an enchanted farm that grows mystical resources, and the ability to travel between worlds, Aksai skips the usual sect life to blaze his own trail. From druidic powers to martial arts and body cultivation, he’s on a path to conquer many realms. ============ Additional Tags: #druid #bloodlines #Martialarts #worldhopping #artificialintelligence #coldmc #battlenovel #calculatingmc #villain #farming #spiritcultivation #mindcultivation #bodycultivation #worldhopping #rpgelements #low-keymc #sliceoflife #nonarrogantmc
Grayback · 2.4m Views

The Dancer of Blades

If you have talent, you will be called a genius or even a prodigy... But how about hard work? He was never talented. No gift, no destiny, no sect that wanted him. Only a sword, a stubborn will, and years of bleeding in silence while others soared past him with ease. They mocked him. They looked down on him. They called him talentless trash not worth the ground he stood on. He destroyed a sect anyway. In his final moments, surrounded by enemies, stabbed from the front and the back, betrayed by someone he trusted — He did not beg. He did not surrender. He laughed, raised his blade one last time, and carved his name into history with a single slash that split both a man and a mountain in half. They would remember him as the Mad Demon Blade. But history is written by the living, and the righteous never forgave what he had done. Now reborn in a small forgotten village with nothing but the memories of a life spent being stepped on, He opens his eyes to a second chance. Not for revenge. Not for glory. Not to prove anything to the world. But because he simply refuses to kneel again. In a world where talent determines your worth, your future, and even your right to be respected — one stubborn, bloodied, ordinary man will walk a path paved by nothing but sheer will and the endless repetition of a single swing. Because the blade does not care about your bloodline. It does not care about your destiny. It only cares about one thing. How many times you swung it.
JemLazyTired · 1.5k Views