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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 · 4.5k Views

Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World

« MATURE CONTENT » I was supposed to check my stats. Instead, I checked my sins. One scroll through the system notifications and I realized I’d made the dumbest, hottest, most catastrophic mistake in cultivation history: [Heir Conception Confirmed: All three blessed wives have been Impregnanted.] [Gestation: 3 months. Offspring inherit 50% divine bloodline + maternal elemental affinities.] [Legacy Skill Unlocked: Imperial Seed – Children born at Core Formation minimum. Twins/Triplets chance +70%.] Translation? I bred the maid who poisoned me, the archer who swore she’d never kneel, and the ice queen who hadn’t even been kissed… in one night. Now they’re all carrying little demigods—and Heaven just flagged me as Calamity Incarnate. I wanted a quiet moment to breathe. Heaven handed me a countdown. 3… 2… 1… The sky split like a bad promise. Tribulation clouds boiled over the horizon, rings within rings, and every ring had my name carved into it. Lightning didn’t just flash—it wrote scripture across the firmament, every stroke a sentence: Zhao Tianlong, Calamity Incarnate. And behind me, three heartbeats answered in perfect sync. "Husband, stand back; you should save your energy to fight us in bed..." I glanced at the notifications again, just to suffer. [Heaven’s Will: Surveillance Active. Concealment: Impossible.] [Designation: Catastrophe-Grade Variable. Tribulation: Immediate.] [Bonus Condition Detected: Three Heroines Pregnant. Difficulty Multiplier: x10.] [Note: Heaven disapproves of speedrunning destiny via breeding.] "H-husband, why is the sky thundering..." "The clouds seem to be darkening with concentrated Qi." "It's like it is spreading across the land to take you on, Tianlong." I almost laughed. Almost. My naive wives, they can’t see how the clouds look beautiful, like a beautiful woman. "Hah… I make fountains out of heavenly beauties with my thing," I spat, a chuckle forming while getting disgusted, cute, lovely glares from my heavenly wives. "So if even Heaven itself dares to spread her legs at me, all she’ll do is scream louder," I said, lifting my middle finger towards the sky with a grin that almost ruined my hot husband image in front of my wives. "Tch, perverted bastard... I will just fight." "Ahem, yes, standing beside him might corrupt me." "H-husband... I-I will go fight too... you are embarrassing me..." They stepped beside me—left, right, and one half a pace ahead. Unaware that their sway of hips and jiggles of melons were too distracting. "...." I could only look at three of my beauties, thinking how they are different than last night, but again it appears I might have to corrupt them more. "So, shall we begin the journey of Dual Cultivation?" No NTR, No Yuri
Idiocrat · 772k Views