xianxia

Man is the spirit of all things, and gu are the refined fragments of the Great Dao. The ambition which blooms with the spring's morning breeze withers at the call of autumn's night. The accumulation of five hundred years - triumphs and failures - will be naught but ash with dawn's first light. The rising of the sun bathes the mountains in golden flame, but 'tis sunset upon the demon's time. The demonic overlord, Fang Yuan, is cornered by his enemies after word gets out that he refined the Spring Autumn Cicada - a gu worm rumored to be capable of having a chance at sending one back in time but demands a terrifying price in return - the user's entire existence! With no hope of escape, in desperation, Fang Yuan uses the Spring Autumn Cicada which miraculously lives up to its name and sends him back in time. And now, he's back in Gu Yue Village as a fifteen-year-old ready to use his knowledge of the future to conquer the world... but there's something wrong. Something is quite different this time around. What's with this new notification that keeps popping up in his view? It calls itself 'The Goody Two-Shoes System.' It also starts giving him quests to complete. "Help Fang Zheng gain his confidence back!" - get a Green Copper Relic Gu! "Help your friends refine their gu worms!" - have your aptitude raised by 2%! All of these rewards and quests before him, why are they trying to convert this demonic overlord to the path of righteousness? And aren't some of these quests kind of... sus? Why does marrying Bai Ning Bing give him an immortal gu? Whatever, anything for benefits! This is a fanfiction based on Gu Zhen Re's work 'Reverend Insanity' known in Chinese as 蛊真人 or 'Gu Taoist Master'. I don't own the rights to the original work. 'Gu' in the context of this story are mystical insects that have various powers and are the basis of the world's cultivation system.

I transmigrated into the world of Battle Through the Heavens, but I arrived far earlier than expected. At this time, the Xiao Clan was still one of the four great families of the Jiama Empire, with Dou Wang experts guarding it. Xiao Yan had not yet been born. According to the clan records, the only Xiao Yan was an ancestor from five hundred years ago whose grave could not even be found, while his father, Xiao Zhan, was still just a child. The future rise of the Xiao Clan did not belong to Xiao Yan, but to a mysterious young man named Xiao Li. Years later, Yao Lao asked curiously, “Xiao Yanzi, your family seems quite wealthy. Is there a pharmacist in your clan?” Xiao Yan smiled. “Of course. My second granduncle is the only pharmacist in the Xiao Clan. I just don’t know his rank.” Yao Lao nearly went mad. “Evergreen Vine, Snow Bone Ginseng, Blood Essence Fruit… Heavens, this old man is blessed!” Single Heavenly Flame: Yin–Yang Dual Flame.

The eldest disciple possesses an immortal spirit body, allowing his cultivation to increase simply by lying down and sleeping, yet he always calls her "Master and Mother". The second disciple, with her reincarnation body, was getting more and more powerful, but the way people looked at her became increasingly strange. ... The Grand Elder, a peerless swordsman, is always either causing trouble or on his way to causing trouble. Gu Han looked up at the sky and sighed: Others transmigrate and become kings and tyrants, but I transmigrate, first change my gender, and then become a kindergarten principal and a lone commander? Until one day, geniuses from all corners of the continent gathered outside the Immortal Palace, respectfully requesting an audience. Her hair was as white as snow. She leaned lazily against the Jade Pool and chuckled, "When I recruit students, I only accept unparalleled geniuses."

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.

Reincarnated into the Douluo Continent during the era of The Unrivaled Tang Sect, Cealus originally believed that, with a system in hand, he would soar to the peak of the continent from the very start. Who could have expected that this unreliable system would be erased the moment it activated, vanishing without a trace? Just when he thought the script of his life had been completely torn apart, he discovered that the system had not truly disappeared. Instead, it had sacrificed itself to the Heavenly Dao, leaving behind a legacy imbued with unfathomable authority. With no other options, Cealus reluctantly accepted this inheritance, awakening a time-attribute martial soul—Time Ruler, Istaroth. From that moment onward, the power system of the Douluo Continent began to feel… distorted. While others relied on soul power cultivation, spirit rings, and explosive soul skills, his abilities ignored conventional scaling and instead revolved entirely around temporal mechanics. [Effect Precedes Cause] Anchor a future outcome, lock in the result, then retroactively rewrite the past to ensure it happens. [Time Deletion] Erase the process itself and arrive directly at the predetermined conclusion. [Time Reset] On the brink of death one second, completely restored the next. [Time Phase] Your attack may shake the heavens, but my true body exists at another point along the timeline. If you can, pursue me across time itself. There were no exaggerated soul power ranks, no dramatic ring explosions—yet whenever Cealus smiled and casually raised his hand, even the God-Kings of the Divine Realm felt an inexplicable chill. “This person’s soul skills… they operate on principles beyond the laws of this world.” Cealus, later dubbed the King of Narratives and the So-Called Gentleman Who Lives Off His Wife, merely gazed at the vast starry sky above Douluo and let out a faint chuckle. “Even without a system… I remain invincible.”

Zhou Ming transmigrated into the Great Desolation and became the leader of the Wu Tribe. With memories of the future, he was well aware of how disastrous the Lich Calamity would be. System? It was refined by the Great God Pangu right at the start — leaving behind only a core essence. Looking at the twelve future infamous Ancestral Witches standing before him, Wu Ming declared: “Fight for dominance? Not even a dog would do that!” “Brothers, listen to me — fighting and killing leads nowhere. Why not accumulate virtue and cultivate laws? Isn’t that the real fragrance?” And so, the entire tone of the Great Desolation began to shift. The demon race established the Heavenly Court, their momentum overwhelming — while the Wu Tribe quietly cleaned the earth’s lethal aura. The Three Purities preached the Dao, purple energy rising in the east — while the Wu Tribe silently reorganized the chaotic leylines. Powerful cultivators battled over treasures, blood flowing like rivers — while the Wu Tribe... quietly racked up more merit! Di Jun: “What’s wrong with these Wu people…”

Zhang Tianwen awakens a forbidden ka, a power which can help him reach the peak , achieve everything he once wanted -power, longevity,freedom. One moment he has it all he wanted to lead a slow, cautious and dull life focusing entirely on cultivation.Next moment Zhang Wie,the zhang family elder discovers his secret ... Now he could only increase his pace , increase cultivation at all costs and also established a crew filled with all sorts of criminals. When more people involve things wouldn't be same anymore, circumstances change, grudges and enmity forms easily between people. How did he change things?? How far is he willing to achieve his goals?? How did he use his forbidden ka?? ###selfish mc, ruthless mc, manipulative characters, schemes and conspiracies, especially character settings and background perspectives of all people. Not a mindless novel, no female lead, no face slapping, no low iq garbage Note: 1) I am not Chinese, just using Chinese names for convenience, do tell me if you find anything wrong with the names 2) I will update 3 chapters a week(Wednesday, Saturday, Sunday) ...I will never drop this book as it will be my masterpiece...

Su Yan transmigrates into Douluo Continent with a cheat — a chat group that summons female Douluo characters! With the Nine Yang Divine Skill, Six Meridian Sword and Lingbo Steps, he’s unstoppable. Bibi Dong fumes, Qian Renxue mocks, and beauties like Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong fall for him. As the chat group grows, so does his irresistible Douluo harem. Crossovers: BTTH × Douluo Dalu × A Record of a Mortal’s Journey × More! Genre: Action | Martial-Arts | Fantasy | System | Harem | Adventure Read 400+ Chapters and exclusive Patreon-only content here: patreon.com/RinBlaze – Join for just $20/month and unlock early access!

Energy cannot be created, only managed. I am Xiao Ren, a warehouse clerk with mediocre talent but one unique edge: Enhancement. Give me your trash, your broken swords, your failed pills. I will return them as perfection. I don't need destiny; I just need a daily charge and a good Return on Investment. That "Ancient Sect" terrifying the city with their flawless artifacts? That's just my inventory management getting out of hand. I Can Upgrade Trash in the Cultivation World Starting as a Warehouse Clerk with an Upgrade Ability My Cultivation is Purely Transactional The Hidden Sect is Just Me in a Wig This is not a Translation.

In the Great Desolation, Talent is Law. Those with 'F-Grade roots are destined to be slaves, while the 'Heavenly Geniuses' rule the clouds. Loki transmigrated into this world as the Master of the 'Nameless Sect' a pile of rocks with a bankrupt kitchen. His only help? A System that is more interested in insulting him than helping him. [DING! Detected a 'Trash' Disciple. Potential: God of War (Sealed). Recruitment Method: Give him a steamed bun.] Loki: "System, are you kidding me? He has no arms!" [System: Your point? Stop complaining and act like a Master, you coward] Watch as Loki bluffs his way through the immortal World, recruiting the blind, the crippled, and the 'cursed' to build the most terrifying sect in history. To the world, he is the Peerless Immortal Master. To his disciples, he is their Savior. But deep down, Loki is just trying to make sure no one finds out he's actually terrified of ghosts.

Jamie Lin, a half-Chinese half-Caucasian found himself reincarnated in an Immortal Cultivation World. He didn't have a good opinion about this kind of world, mostly about its people. He thought the so-called Immortal Cultivators were sources of trouble and many of them were incredibly petty. "HOW DARE YOU KILL MY COUSIN'S 2ND NEPHEW'S SISTER IN LAW'S FATHER'S NIECE'S GRANDFATHER'S 3RD WIFE'S SON'S UNCLE'S GRANDSON'S PET'S CHILD?" Yet in such a world, his gift was the [Blacksmith System]. He could make weapons, not using them. "I have no battle power, so I should avoid troubles with Cultivators." But the weapons he made were loved by Immortal Cultivators. "Master Lin~ Please let me touch your sword~" "NOO! I LIKE WOMEN." How will he stay out of trouble while people keep looking for him?

The usurpers washed their blades in the font of the Nine Heavens and called themselves Divine. They sit upon thrones of embezzled karma, bathing in the blind, rhythmic worship of a billion realms. To the universe, they are the Authors of Fate. To the truth, they are the thieves of the First Age. The true sacrificers, those who burned their souls to hold the abyss at bay, were not merely killed; they were redacted. Their names were struck from the Great Ledger, and their virtues were inverted into systemic sins. For ten thousand generations, their descendants have carried a "Death-Code," a hereditary heresy that marks them for erasure the moment they draw breath. Epochs have passed. The Heavenly Dao has been rewritten as a self-correcting prison, programmed to protect the lie. The universe is content to kneel before a manufactured light. But a heaven built on a fraudulent ledger is merely a waiting tomb. Within a localized anomaly in a forgotten sector, a consciousness resumes. He does not bring the mercy of the Buddha, nor the fury of a fallen king. He brings the absolute, unyielding weight of a defaulted debt. His vessel is a ruin of shattered meridians, a biological cage that shouldn't exist. His path is a systemic dead-end. To the cultivators of this era, he is a ghost flickering in the static, a soul that the Registry failed to delete. But to the false gods sleeping above, he is the Universal Sanction they spent an eternity trying to redact. He will not cultivate their Dao; he will dismantle its logic. He will not seek justice; he will liquidate the heavens until the account is settled in full. He will not merely kill the gods; he will revoke their authorization to exist. When the sky finally bleeds, the universe will be reminded of the Law that preceded the first star: True divinity is not worshipped. It is calculated ________________ [Author's Note: The journey truly begins in Chapter 3 : stick around for the awakening!] ________________ Updates daily around 3:00 PM IST (UTC +5:30) 5-7 chapter a week. ---------- in early stage book is little bit slow. _______ Thank..you..

The Immortal stroked the top of my head, and as my hair was tied up, I was bestowed with eternal life. IBM z15, 190 CPUs, 40T of memory, 12.2 billion transistors Arriving in the Cultivation World with a portable data center space, a tale of cultivation aided by the IBM z15. All for the sake of immortality!

Ye Yun has transmigrated into a martial world filled with gods, demons, monsters, and ghosts, becoming the Dragon God Sect Master. After checking in for 100,000-years, he resurrects from an ancient tomb, brandishing Emperor Level, God Level, and even Super God Level divine weapons and cultivation techniques to the astonishment of his disciples. "Old Ancestor, this Divine Marrow Cleansing Pill is so precious! I really can't bear to consume it!" "Don't be reluctant to take it. This gourd contains ten thousand more Divine Marrow Cleansing Pills. You could eat them like candy, and it wouldn't be a problem..."

A new work from the author of 'Astral Pet Store', welcome to enjoy it! ———— In chaotic times, one seeks survival; in prosperous times, one seeks fame. Despite being weathered by the vicissitudes of life, the Great Yu Dynasty still found itself in an era of prosperity. In the northwest, a youth trekked nine thousand miles on foot, slaying the Great Demon alone to compete for a lifetime of glory. In Long Lake, an unmatched Grandmaster hurried to the mortal realm to establish a sect, leaving his name to be revered for a hundred generations. In the imperial capital, a saintly figure spread his teachings far and wide, with followers throughout Qingzhou, his legacy lasting forever. Yet within Qingzhou City, in the compound of a family with a long military heritage, there was a child who never engaged in serious pursuits, instead spending his days playing chess, painting, fishing, and playing the zither. Years later— …… When the sword rose, dragon smoke stretched for three thousand miles, and a single strike wiped out the cities of nine provinces! Among all the laws of the world, only I, have entered the path. …… 【Light-Hearted Humor】【Martial Path Panel】【Art Master】【Scheming】

Upon waking up, Jiang Fan became a low-level fisherman in Tonghe County, with a home empty as four walls and a stomach rumbling with hunger. Inside, he has a beautiful wife to support, and outside, he faces oppression from the Dragon King Gang and the Government, beset by internal troubles and external woes, nearly at the end of his rope. Fortunately, he awakens his Life Chart with the Great Blessings Equal to Heaven attribute: surviving great ordeals will certainly bring future happiness. As long as he gets through the tribulations, he will surely gain opportunities, with Destiny upon him. …… Millions and millions of years later, Jiang Fan looks at the pieces of Immortal Family's supreme treasures in his home, along with the Sect's Fairies, the Dynasty's Goddesses, unparalleled demon queens, and peerless fox girls about to break into a fight, he wants to cry without tears. Heavens, please don't send more, really don't send more, at this rate, the house is about to catch fire, truly can't withstand any more.

Lu Zheng possessed a jade seal which allowed him to transmigrate to an alternate world freely. Initially, he thought that the alternate world which he frequented was but an ordinary ancient civilization. With no particular ambition in mind, he planned to become a merchant and enjoyed the casual life of a rich man. He would find a few pretty maidens to accompany him while he explored the place and enjoyed various delicacies. That would be his ordinary and mundane life. His boring life lasted until the day he gave a beggar who showed up at his doorstep a meal. His jade seal obtained a strand of luck because of his action. Since then, he encountered a fox demon visiting him during the day and a beautiful ghost looking for him at night. The members of the Quanzhen Sect paid him tribute while some Buddhist monks stood in his path. So, it turned out that this world was not ordinary.

Enter the Immortal Sect, cultivate the Immortal Dao. Others practice diligently and arduously, but Li Yunjing masters everything in one go, his comprehension defying the heavens. Understand the thunder magic, embark on the path of immortality. Practice the thunder magic, and take on the heavenly calamity.

My grandfather is very eccentric, performing daily rituals of offering incense to himself, standing in front of his own spirit tablet and eating candles. Villagers are fearful of my grandfather. I am fearful of him too. Later, I discovered that what they were afraid of was not my grandfather, but me. Even grandfather is afraid of me. ... My name is Chen Shi. The Chen of honesty, the Shi of sincerity.