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BTTH: Rebirth of Xiao Yan – No Heroine Will Be Left Behind

18+ Content Warning: This story contains exclusive adult chapters that are only available here. These chapters will not be found on any free or public platform....... What if Xiao Yan were reborn with the memories of the Domination Realm? What kind of life would unfold for him this time? Yao Lao: “Did you really create this Foundation-Building Divine Liquid? Even my Bone Spirit Cold Fire obeys you… And don’t call me ‘Teacher’—you are my teacher!” Hai Bodong: “Queen Medusa is extremely powerful, you must not… wait, she’s carrying your child?” Nalan Yanran: “Xiao Yan, our three-year agreement is over. But… Teacher, why are you calling him your husband?” Gu Yuan: “What are you saying? It is truly a blessing from our ancestors that our ancient clan has such a virtuous son-in-law!” Xiao Yan: “It’s simple. I will become the Supreme of Heaven.” Looking back on Emperor Yan’s previous life, it was filled with trials, struggles, and triumphs. Yet, there was one lingering regret.....he never gave them a home. When he broke through to the realm above the Master, Xiao Yan split into thousands of incarnations and returned to the past. This time, he only had one goal: to live again and give them a warm, loving home. .......... If the original author has any issues, feel free to reach out to me. .............. Read Advance Chapter And If You support me Join patreon.com/HeavenlyYinYang
AzureFlameMaster · 182.1k Views

I Reincarnated… and Became the One Above All

When death becomes a doorway rather than an end, Raziel Ælnoûs awakens as an existence beyond definition—a being who designed his own rebirth. Untethered from noble bloodlines, gods, or fate itself, Raziel enters a world scarred by an ancient Great Cataclysm, where reality fractured, Outer Gates began to appear, and the mythical ABSOLUTE TOWER OF OUTER REALITIES descended upon existence. Guided by the GREAT SYSTEM, a system that does not bind but reveals, Raziel possesses absolute authority, infinite potential, and powers sealed only by his own will. While others struggle to climb the ladder of strength—from city-shattering warriors to low-multiversal elites—Raziel stands as something else entirely: an unknowable constant observing a fragile world. Accepted into the divine ACADEMY, a sanctuary of heavenly palaces and ancient technology, Raziel hides his true nature among first-year students, each gifted and powerful in their own right—yet infinitely beneath him. As Outer Gate trials loom and the Academy Test approaches, fate begins to bend around his presence. Monsters evolve. Laws tremble. And even gods feel unease. But Raziel does not seek domination. He seeks understanding. As the Tower watches, realities converge, and sealed truths begin to stir, one question echoes across existence: What happens when the one who stands above all finally decides to climb? This is not a story of growth. It is the story of inevitability.
Bd_Nd · 2.3k Views

Polymer & Steel: The Engineer’s Kingdom

Waking up in a stranger's bed with arsenic in his gut and a terrified maid in his arms wasn't in the project specs. For a forty-year-old structural engineer from Earth, becoming Prince Valian is a logistical nightmare. The court wants him dead, his family is a nest of vipers, and his only ally is the woman framed to kill him. But where others see a death sentence, Valian sees a renovation project. Realizing the capital is a lost cause, Valian plays a desperate gambit: he trades his claim to the throne for the frozen, barbarian-infested Northern Borderlands. To survive the winter and the war, he needs a team. But he doesn't want polished knights or court ladies. He wants the outcasts. The broken. The discarded components of society that only he knows how to fix. As he rebuilds the North with steel and science, he builds a circle of women who find their salvation in his bed and his blueprint: Lena, The Devoted: The maid who woke up expecting execution. Valian didn't just save her life; he gave her agency. Now, she manages his castle and his secrets with a terrifying loyalty, ensuring that while the Prince works, his every physical need is met. Princess Elara, The Fortress: A political bride mocked by the world for her size and weight. While other men looked away in disgust, Valian looked closer and saw a masterpiece of biomechanics. He is the only man to touch her with reverence, and in return, the "Heavy Princess" becomes his silent shadow, using her mass and stealth to crush anyone who threatens her husband. Tessa, The Dynamo: A blacksmith’s slave deemed useless for her weak magic. Valian recognizes that her "magnetic twitches" are actually the key to electricity. He gives her a laboratory, a purpose, and the affection she was starved of. In his hands, she isn't a failure; she is the engine that will power a new age. In the frozen North, Valian isn't just building a kingdom; he’s building a family. And for the women who the world threw away, there is nothing they won't do for the man who polished them into diamonds. They are his tools, his lovers, and his weapons. And together, they will break the world.
farooqakram · 911 Views

The Illusion of Heaven

After three hundred years as a legendary grandmaster in a glorious cultivation world, Zhung Hang dies peacefully in his death bed, only to awaken in a modern hospital bed. Doctors smile kindly and tell him it was nothing but a coma-induced dream. Stripped of every achievement, every bond, every shred of meaning, he returns to a life where no one ever truly wanted him. Parents who saw him as a burden. A little brother who died forgotten. Love that was never love. On a rainy night, he slits his throat and makes one final vow: “If reality is crueler than any dream, I will carve the next one with my own hands, even if I have to become something neither demon nor saint.” Death refuses him. He awakens again, reborn as an eight-year-old boy named Zhung in a third, far crueler world. Here, there is no qi, no spiritual roots, no merciful heaven. Power is measured by the **Nine Refinements of Will**, a brutal path where mortals must drink the fresh blood of divine or demonic beasts to tear open an **Aperture** inside their flesh. One wrong drop can leave you a conscious vegetable feeling eternal agony. One deep wound can strip a lifetime of progress in seconds. The final realm, Diamond, is called impossible for a reason. In this world, Zhung has only one light: his mother Zheng Han, the third and person in three lifetimes who has ever loved him without condition. For eight years he remains powerless, hiding behind a gentle smile while secretly feeding travellers to a beast in the forest cave, waiting for the day its blood will let him begin. He does not walk the righteous path. He does not walk the demonic path. He walks the **Broken Path**, a third road forged from the refusal to ever again be heaven’s tragic puppet. A dark, slow-burn xianxia of cosmic betrayal, quiet maternal love, and a soul that will gamble everything just to protect the one person who never asked him to be anything more than her son. The heavens wrote the first two tragedies. The third one will be his.
JemLazyTired · 11.4k Views

The King's Gambit: The Bastard Son Returns

So, what’s this novel about? Think 'Squid Game' meets 'Game of Thrones'. ✧˖°── .✦───☼༺☆༻☾───✦.── °˖✧ In a kingdom where the crown is not passed by blood. Even a prince must earn it and even a peasant can claim it. Keiser was a knight of the royal brigade, one of the first commoners ever to reach the final trial of the King’s Gambit. A brutal tradition decided the kingdom’s next king. While nobles trained their entire lives for it, Keiser… born with no mana, rose through grit, loyalty, and unyielding strength. At his side stood Prince Gideon Aury Valemont, the king’s fourth son, who had seemingly renounced his own claim to support Keiser. Or so Keiser believed. It was in the final trial that the truth revealed its fangs. Keiser had been nothing but a pawn. Gideon had used him as a shield, a decoy to draw assassins and rivals, all while secretly paving his own path to the throne. In the trial, a candidate’s kingmaker must either make the ultimate sacrifice or betray their chosen king and seize the throne. Gideon chose the crown. Bloodied and broken, Keiser knelt, impaled by the very sword Gideon gifted to him. A blade forged from the core of a dragon he had once sworn to free, now twisted into the instrument of his death. Smoke curled from seared flesh, sigils burned into his skin by the hand he once trusted most. As numbness dulled the pain, he raised his gaze... And beheld Gideon, crowned in gold and betrayal... a serpent in royal silk, enthroned by treachery and gilded lies. In that final breath, Keiser understood. The King’s Gambit had never been about valor or justice. It was a masquerade of shadows, where victory belonged not to the strongest... but to the most ruthless deceiver. But death was not his end. Keiser awakens in the body of Muzio Auro Valemont, the king’s disgraced tenth prince, long-missing bastard son, doomed to die before the Gambit even begins. To stop history from repeating, Keiser must find the man he once was, must convince his former self that betrayal is coming, that Gideon will drive into his back the very blade forged from the dragon he once freed. Even if it means entering the Trials again in a body too weak to hold a sword. Even if it means bleeding himself dry to keep pace with his mind. Even if it means turning to the forbidden art of Blood Scripting. Keiser---now Muzio, must train, scheme, and survive... Not as the knight who flew too close to the sun, But as the bastard son hidden in its shadow. He no longer seeks the crown. He seeks to destroy all who dare to wear it. ༻✦༺  ༻✧༺ ༻✦༺ Unofficial tags are: #Transmigration, #Regression #TimeTravel, #BodySwap #IdentityRebirth #MagicSystem #Greek/Latin/Symbols/Weird-Magic-System, #BloodMagic #ForbiddenArts #StrongToWeak / #WeakToStrong, #Trial-by-Succession, #FoundFamily #Mystery, #HorrorElements, #Elves, #Dragons, #Fae, #Sirens, ━⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅━ If any of that caught your interest, give the story a try, and hopefully you'll find it better than expected.
seinsi · 312.8k Views

MY HIDDEN TALENT IS FORBIDDEN BY THE HEAVENS

Fifty years ago, rifts tore open across the modern world, releasing spirit beasts, ancient relics, and fragments of forgotten civilizations. Humanity awakened Talent Sigils, forming powerful guilds and families to withstand the chaos. Among them stands one of the oldest awakened bloodlines— The Long Clan , rumored descendants of the primordial dragons. But even great clans have internal rivalries. Long Hao, a seemingly ordinary son of a declining branch family, is mocked as a disgrace. His talent is expected to be low-tier, and the clan already considers him a failure unworthy of the dragon name. However… The night before the Awakening Ceremony, a forbidden presence awakens inside him. > [Eclipse System… Activating.] [Forbidden Talent Detected. Origin: Dragon-Eclipse Bloodline.] [Heaven’s Law has attempted suppression. Counteracting…] Long Hao carries a talent erased from all records— a power feared not only by humans, but by the heavens themselves. The next day, the Awakening Stone shows no talent, and the world laughs at him. But Long Hao simply smiles. For when the first dungeon suddenly opens inside his high school, and chaos erupts… the “trash of the Long Clan” steps forward, revealing strength that shakes the city. He will rise above fate. Above the guilds. Above ancient clans. Above heaven’s decree itself. A dragon should soar across the nine heavens— and Long Hao will shatter anyone who dares stand in his path.
Mystic0611 · 6.5k Views

A Foolish Regressor's Only Choice

An infected world. With a never-ending invasion. Status screens, unique skills, gods and demons… even monsters capable of ending the world in a single breath. "Hah… what kind of circus do we keep getting thrown into? I am still not sure whether humanity deserves this or if the universe is just bored.." By the time he reached his twelfth life, Iskael had already watched the world end more times than he could count on two hands. He had failed as a hero, as a survivor, and as a lover, thrown back again and again using the tool he desperately monopolized. he stood alone at the cliff’s edge, but he looked nothing like the terrified survivors scattered far behind him. He looked over the Zenith Chasm in silence. Below him, the abyss seethed with monsters in the millions. An evil smile permeated his face, a face no normal soul could ever be able to make staring endlessly at an abyss. It was the kind of smile that would have made his classmates step back on instinct, a smile that did not match any sane person who still claimed to fight for humanity. Wind pressed against his clothes, dragging the torn fabric slightly over his frame. And beneath it, black linen tattoos shimmered like living veins of ink. The unearthly symbols crawled and shifted across his torso, disappearing into the hidden folds creased into his figure. He stood above the ever hollowing Zenith Chasm, as the sole vanguard for the beginning of the raid. Having fearful last minute thoughts would be normal, for anyone staring at such an abomination of numbers. Yet you see only one mantra stayed firm to this young man, Iskael's heart. A coping mantra more dear than anything. “Whether you step back, or decide to step forward. to understand is to move, to step through and feel your hurt again, ultimately until the loop bends to you. Then time will also be nothing but your lesson, and your tool to carve the little life you were denied from having.” This time he chose to step forward. Air rushed past him as he let himself fall, his body flipping weightlessly through the tranquil yet furious winds, and as he fell those black tattoos began glowing brighter with each rotation in preparation for something. Then, as monsters roared and the world shook beneath him, he whispered: “It is such a melodramatic thing to say.." But you see, my little karma farms...” His feral grin widened. “I’m a regressor.” **BOOOM**
DeadlyReplacement · 9.9k Views