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Before the world burned, there were three... The King of Slayers The Child of War And The Savior Who Never Was. History called them killers. Tyrants. Monsters. The ones who brought the end. But what if history lied? King of Slayers: “I am Victor Zefar, King of the Slayers. I come to you as judge and executioner. Eleven years ago, I met the woman you called queen. I helped her while knowing why you sent her.” She had been sold to me as a slave, sent as an assassin, but my truth set her free. When she realized I knew her mission, she never begged for herself. No… she begged for you. “She begged me to spare you disgusting savages — traitors — demons in human flesh! How did you repay her? How did you reward her loyalty? Tell me, people of Oma… how did your queen die?” Child of War: “I hid in the den of snakes, awaiting the monster who killed Father. He had waged war on my people and won. He loved to claim all that lived. He especially wanted Mother. Only death freed her from his grasp. Now he was after me. I had one mission: kill the monster, or die trying.” Savior Who Never Was: “I lived among the Immortals for a millennia. I was told tales of humanity’s salvation but watched them destroy each other every century. One tyrant in particular was granted blessing and power from the Heavens themselves. I watched him end a race and walk away with their prince,  a mere child — as his trophy. I dared to defy Paradise to get to Earth. I had to end that tyrant’s reign even if my home and people: Haven and the Immortals, were against interfering. What would happen if I left without their consent? Would they fight me? Could they stop me? Well… only the Spirit behind Adam's eyes knows the truth. Was I ever home, or in prison?”

"Tell me, Azael," Trisha drawled. "How many times have you kissed that blind helpless girl? Her body reacts like it knows you. And she's still innocent." He was meant to drink her blood — not crave her soul. She was the blind girl who stumbled into a vampire’s lair. He should have killed her on sight — but her scent, her voice, her purity… bound him instead. Azael, the cold lord of darkness, finds his hunger turning into something far more dangerous — desire. And Elana, fragile yet brave, finds herself trapped in a world where mercy is a myth and monsters have hearts. But when her presence begins to awaken the part of him he swore was dead, the question becomes: Can a creature of night truly love the light that blinds him?

I’m a cursed sword. I can think. I can talk. And I can kill things very efficiently. Every idiot who’s picked me up has died. Some tragically. Some heroically. But they all go out screaming. The more powerful my wielder becomes, the stronger the enemies we’re forced to face. It’s a curse. A cycle. One I’ll never escape.

Hui Cao, the First Princess of the Gu Yan Empire, is betrayed and hunted by imperial assassins after her mother sacrifices her life to save her. Fleeing through a storm of cultivation techniques and broken loyalties, she crosses an invisible boundary at the edge of the world—and survives. Beyond it lies a frontier where qi holds no authority. There, Hui Cao encounters a nameless man living alone in a barren land, guided by a cold, emotionless Survival System. He does not cultivate the Dao. He farms. He crafts. He survives. In this place, spiritual treasures become raw materials, immortal techniques lose their meaning, and a single gunshot can erase centuries of cultivation. Forced to work the land in exchange for protection, Hui Cao must abandon her identity as a princess and relearn what strength truly means. As the empire, sects, and ancient powers begin to sense this forbidden frontier, the fragile balance between cultivation and survival starts to collapse.

After conquering the Murim world as a figure feared by every sect, the Heavenly Demon meets his end at the peak of his final battle — or so he believes. When he opens his eyes, he finds himself in a foreign world filled with magic, monsters, and races he has never known. In this world, strength is not measured by breathing techniques or bodily cultivation, but by spells, elements, and spirit contracts. To the sorcerers, his body is nothing more than “a powerless human without mana.” But for the Heavenly Demon, new rules are nothing more than obstacles waiting to be broken. As he struggles to understand the laws of this new world, he uncovers a darker truth: the beings called “demons” here are not devils, but the remnants of an ancient race once driven to extinction — and their existence is now bound to the fate of the world. Feared by nobles, hunted by the church, yet seen as a final hope by the oppressed, the Heavenly Demon is forced to choose: to become a mindless butcher, or the blade that determines the direction of this world.

Luo Qiu became the boss of a ‘club’ by chance. It was a weird club that sold strange items, assisted by a servant girl with 300 years of work experience. Countless people with dreams, hopes and ambitions came to the club, exchanging everything precious they owned just to fulfill their desires. They would offer their lifespan, items, and even their soul. Each successful trade would increase Luo Qiu’s lifespan by a little. “Tribute successful, your lifespan has increased by 99 years.” Thus, Luo Qiu began his endless life as the club’s boss.

In the Divine Bizarre world, where monsters and strange beings run amok, human lives are as insignificant as grass. Having transmigrated to this world, Jia Ren just wants to rely on the Proficiency Panel to cultivate in peace. He would keep a low profile, Until he attains immortality. "Do you have any lifespan-extending Cultivation Techniques?" "The Turtle Spirit Technique, created by a Foundation Establishment Cultivator." "Not only does the Turtle Spirit Technique have a strong life-extending effect, but when combined with Turtle Spirit Ointment, it can even make up for lost years of life." "I am buying the Turtle Spirit Technique!"

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!

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.

This is a fresh release from the pen of the creator behind "Longevity: Starting from the Qi Tags". Dive in and enjoy the read! --------------------- Jiang Ning transmigrates to a world on the brink of chaos. To preserve himself, he starts training in martial arts with the help of his prior experience, quietly growing stronger. As his martial techniques reach beyond their limits and he gains various abilities, some of which include divine authority. Starting with martial arts, he begins to master divine powers and control innate divine abilities. The Five Animals Fist allows him to cultivate from a beginner to perfection, continuously breaking limits, with each organ storing essence and housing divine spirits. The Vajra Immortal Body gives him an unbreakable body and eternal bones. The Inner Elixir Cultivation Skill promises eternal youth and never-ending vitality. On the day the Martial Saint, who has dominated the world for eight hundred years, strikes at him, Jiang Ning simply smiles. Are you really trying to attack a divine being? When the weapon that once killed gods and immortals falls upon him, he tilts his head slightly, his hair remaining unbroken. His foundation has long since forged an indestructible golden body! The other names of this book are 'While Others Cultivate Martial Arts, I Cultivate Divine Powers!', 'Beginning with Hepatic Experience to Fleshly Sanctification', 'Starting with Martial Arts to Become a God'

Li Che had transmigrated and, after living nineteen ordinary years, he opted to accept his fate, marrying and having children, striving to support his family. But the moment his daughter was born.... Through his daughter, he rose in status, and his life was no longer ordinary. ... With his daughter’s safe birth, you gained a Dao Fruit, "Immortal Artisan". When his daughter turned one, safe and sound, you gained the Dao Fruit "Dragon Elephant Vajra". At his daughter's age of two, free from illness and disaster, he gained a Dao Fruit, "Pure Heart". By the time his daughter was three, lively and clever, he gained a Dao Fruit, "Chess Saint". His daughter was four, five, six years old.... ... Li Che discovered that with each passing year of his daughter’s age, he could condense a Dao Fruit to enhance himself. From then on, Li Che harbored a simple and unpretentious wish. A Dao Fruit a year, quietly safeguarding longevity. As a father, he only wished... Starting from the warmth of his wife and child by the hearth, to peacefully protect his daughter's immortality. Silently condensing countless Dao Fruits. Henceforth cultivating his spirit, invincible between heaven and earth.

During a trip to gather medicinal herbs in the mountains, Wu Xiaoyu accidentally acquired the legacy of an immortal, gaining access to a magical breeding ground from the celestial realm. From then on, Wu Xiaoyu began farming and cultivating medicinal herbs, embarking on a dominant journey as a rural immortal physician, all while achieving great wealth.

The River of Reincarnation, one fall leads to reincarnation. Cut through the ages, unlock the mysteries of reincarnation, and open the path to the heavens. Cut through the ages, defy the heavens in battle, only to awe the demons, the battle of the true immortals is only to surpass all immortals.

In the celestial empire, during the ninth year of the Mandate of Heaven, Chaos reigns across the land, and the people suffer. The royal governance collapses, and western barbarians with their pantheon of gods invade. New warlords arise, claiming territories; the Taiping rebels wreak havoc, leading to widespread misery. Calamities like floods, droughts, earthquakes, sandstorms, tornadoes, acid rain, blood moons, and meteor falls occur in succession. Countless demons roam, strange beings thrive, spirits mingle with the inexplicable, and mysterious phenomena arise. In these dark and tumultuous times, Tao Qian opens his eyes to find himself about to be beheaded at the vegetable market...

In the Kunlun Snow Palace, a sage once said, those who pass away wander, while the living cannot let go. Once the soul departs, it will wither like the autumn grass. Those who are reborn from the dead, existing apart from the mortal realm, shall be shunned by all celestial sects and smitten as undead demons. On this day, a youth awakens from within a coffin, his blood dry and his bones chilled, to find himself a century old upon opening his eyes. A single tear from a sage awaited, a constant companion, may unravel the dreams of the past. Seeking not immortality but a mundane death, not to lament with the ages over lost love and resentment, but only wishing to grow old with tenderness in this lifetime, beneath the white clouds that hold no envy for the heavenly realms.

A new work from the author of 'My Senior Brother is Too Steady', welcome to enjoy it! ------- [Science Fiction Apocalypse Setting + Alone Cultivation Protagonist, Not a Mindless Feel-Good Story] This is a shattered world where human civilization barely gasps for air on a planet ravaged by the Blade Beast catastrophe, the flame of civilization in underground fortresses flickers intermittently, and human elites in space are brewing a final plan to strike back at the Blade Beasts, but the future of humanity is dimly lit by fading stars… "So," a Mahayana Realm expert, who after cultivating alone for one hundred and twenty-five years failed his tribulation and became a Residual Soul in this 'peculiar' world, sighed deeply as he looked up to the sky: "What the hell does this have to do with me?!"

Having your father die in your arms with you useless to do anything to help him is a memory one can never forget . Rin starts her life's journey to immortal starting with this . With secrets to unravel , revenge to fulfill , trying to survive , she puts in her all and never gives up

I had discovered this new world with my alien friend or friend for a while, soon everything changed and I couldn’t tell what this feeling was.

In the ashes of the 1,999th universe, something impossible stirs. Born of silence, cradled by the void, a being awakens - not a god, not a monster, but a question. His name is Qaritas. In a shattered cosmos ruled by Ascendants and haunted by the First Evil, even silence must take a side. But when the god of Nothingness begins to want something... the universe holds its breath. Told by the death-masked mistress of a theater of corpses, this is a myth drenched in blood, starlight, and dreams.

Year 1540 Nicole is a lowly human from the mainland trying to make ends meet as she would often paint for middle and high-class people sometimes even Purebloods which was rare in her case. She receives little money which doesn’t financially support her living. Until one day she received an invitation from the Snow Kingdom to paint the great Lord Jasper Gervassius. She reaches the kingdom and Meets Lord Jasper in the hopes of making a big income she receives more than what she bargains for. ---------------------------------- Teaser: Jasper placed both of his hands on either side of Nicole's head trapping her with his body. He stared down at her looking at his sweet innocent lamb, he couldn't help but smile at her widely. Her doe-like eyes staring back at him only made him want to devour her "Why do you play these games with me darling you know I don't like it. I think you forgot who you're dealing with." He leaned down against her lips slightly flicking his tongue in her mouth making her crave for more."My Quahneah Woman" Nicole gasped in shock as she wondered how he knew her tribe's name. Before she could say another Jasper had cupped her cheek softly placing his lips on hers and kissing her softly as he slowly removed his hands against the wall. He was wrapping his arms around her waist bringing her body closer to his as there was no space between them. As they continued Nicole started to become breathless pulling herself back to breathe, she couldn't help but look up to see Jasper looking at her with a smile that was Duchenne. His purple orbs looked into her seeing the love and adorn affection he was showing her.  "Jasper I have a question to ask you" Jasper hummed waiting for her question" What are we going to do about the tirade ." Jasper's smile suddenly became sinister as he narrowed his eyes "Why don't you leave that to me, darling."