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Martial Spirits: Awakening the Nine-Headed Hydra

The world saw a common weed. The Heavens saw a God-Tier catastrophe. After a fatal accident on Earth, Zhao Chen is reborn into the Azure World—a realm where martial spirits define one's destiny and soul rings are the currency of power. He awakens as the son of a prominent merchant family, but his rebirth comes with a duality that would terrify the strongest Soul Sages: the Apex Assistance System and the Nine-Headed Hydra, a God-Tier martial spirit capable of devouring the very essence of the world. To the public, Zhao Chen is a "Hard-Worker" talent with a lowly Thorny Crawling Vine. He plays the role of the humble merchant’s son to perfection, hiding his true cultivation behind layers of System-generated Spiritual Masking. While the geniuses of the Heavenly Pattern Academy flaunt their golden soul rings and noble lineages, Zhao Chen moves through the shadows, using his "weak" vines to systematically drain the life force of high-tier beasts and arrogant rivals alike. But the Hydra is hungry. To awaken its eight dormant heads, Zhao Chen must consume the most refined spiritual energies the empire has to offer. Now, as he enters the prestigious Academy, Zhao Chen must navigate a lethal game of chess against Soul Kings and suspicious Senior Sisters. In a hierarchy built on visibility, his greatest weapon is his invisibility. He doesn't seek to reach the top of the rankings—he seeks to remain the hidden predator beneath them. Because when the mask finally slips, and the ninth head awakens, the Azure World won't be looking for a genius to lead them. They will be praying for a monster to spare them. "I am not here to stand beneath the sun. I am here to decide when it sets." Author's Note: This is inspired heavily by Douluo Dalu. Read at your own discretion.
Riverside_Clouds · 6.2k Views

Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

This captivating novel is also adapted into a comic available on Webnovel. ---------------------------------- Cultivating inner strength with the Nine Yang Energy and training the body to an indestructible state, the Golden Back Nine Rings Saber sweeps across with a forty-yard long silver-blue blade energy. With force sinking into the dan tian, charging left and right, the Descending Dragon Palm bombards everything in sight. There's the Way of the Heart Demon Seed... Self-Forgetfulness... Sunflower True Power... Flying Dagger in the Void... Cassock Subdues Demons... Seven Forms of the Dragon... Palm of Buddha, War God Shattering! All are part of a riveting and blood-pumping journey in the world of martial arts! ... The mighty and robust Village Leader, Jiang Dali, sits quietly on his ornately carved pearwood chair, draped in a tiger skin coat over his bulging, strong muscles. His eyes are cold and tranquil as he surveils the newly recruited players sitting on both sides. Flattering praises from these players are incessant. 'Mighty Village Leader, invincible against swords and spears, an unmatched Iron Palm – please teach me your martial arts expertise!' 'Village Leader, can someone with sensitive skin practice the Iron Shirt technique?' 'Brother, spare the slick talk. The Village Leader is well-known for his ruthless and merciless nature.' A player, who had just resurrected at the City God Temple, makes a grimace, 'Ignorant at first, I didn’t grasp the hidden meaning in his words. The second time I listen, I'm already a soul under the knife. The Village Leader's word is law; asking the same question twice will get you sent on your way. I have no f**ks left to give.' In essence, this is all about a muscleman wielding a big saber, traversing through the thrilling and varied martial world without a female lead. A domineering and decisive tyrant, an Iron-Boss with player characters flowing like water....
Wandering Man · 413.8k Views

Strictly No OOC! A Demon Lord's Guide to Saving the World (BL)

Tsundere Demon Lord, Yin Wuwang × Aloof Sword Deity, Xie Qingyan The moment Xie Qingyan's sword pierced Yin Wuwang's chest, what flowed out wasn't blood... but text? The next second, the sky split open. A giant hand reached down and plucked the two apex cultivators up like helpless kittens. "Enough fighting! The author got hit by a truck and dropped the book. You two—go patch up the heavens, NOW!" And so, the cultivation world's two most powerful beings were reduced to corporate drones at "The Sky-Mending Station." They were tossed into an abandoned, cliché political intrigue novel and forcibly bound to a sputtering, barely-functional system. The System issued a death-flag mission: TASK: Repair the collapsing plot! WARNING: STRICTLY NO OOC! If any NPC sees through your true identity, the world will be instantly destroyed! And so— Yin Wuwang was forced to play a "hapless scapegoat general who only knows how to shout slogans." Xie Qingyan was forced to play a "low-IQ Regent whose only skill is poisoning people." Faced with a plot riddled with holes and an A.I. (Artificial Idiot) system whose only suggestion is "kill them all," the two max-level powerhouses had no choice but to begin their extreme operation: "Tearing each other apart at court by day. Holding hands to rewrite the script by night." Yin Wuwang: "Fuguang, was my delivery of 'You bastard!' fierce enough just now? The system won't dock points, right?" Xie Qingyan: "...Next time, make your glare sharper. But stop instinctively blocking blades for me." A survival guide for reluctant, non-professional world-saviors. A hilarious heaven-mending journey sustained entirely by sheer acting skills.
C_6750 · 4k Views

The divine eyes

⸻“Give this story a chance; the first 25 chapters progress slowly.” In a world ruled by martial cultivation, where strength is decided by bloodlines, domains, and talent bestowed by the heavens, Lin Ye was born with nothing. No spiritual pulse. No visible talent. No place in the Empire’s records. He should have lived and died as an error. Sixteen years ago, an entire hour vanished from the sky. The Empire erased the truth. The gods remained silent. And the world quietly began to break. Now, invisible anomalies spread across the continents—moments that do not align, spaces that remember paths never taken, ordinary people touched by echoes of a broken timeline. At the center of this silent collapse walks Lin Ye, the bearer of a forbidden system that does not grant power… but steals discarded seconds from reality itself. Lin Ye does not cultivate like others. He does not absorb energy. He does not awaken glorious bloodlines. Every time he interferes, he pays a permanent price. Every borrowed instant erases a future that will never exist. As the Aureon Empire watches him as a tolerated anomaly, hidden factions hunt him, forgotten continents recognize him, and fragments of an ancient entity—the Eye of the Throne—begin to respond to his existence. Fire that does not burn, thunder that does not destroy, and space that remembers become the foundations of an incomplete Threshold Domain, where Lin Ye does not dominate the world… but decides when it is allowed to touch him. And when time itself begins to bleed across all continents, one truth becomes unavoidable: Not all disasters can be solved with strength. Some must be endured… or inherited. A slow-burn progression fantasy filled with political intrigue, ancient bloodlines, continental conflict, and a protagonist whose greatest power is not dominance—but survival in a world that is breaking. ⸻
Moratt03 · 20.2k Views