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The Laughing Immortal Tyrant

In a world where strength reigns supreme and immortality is the ultimate pursuit, countless cultivators rise and fall chasing power beyond their reach. Yet, hidden beneath layers of time and forgotten history, there are records of something… older. In the sealed archives of ancient sects, in forbidden texts that few are allowed to read, a name appears again and again, never explained, never understood. Kael Virex. An existence that does not age. A presence that cannot be traced. A being that appears in different eras… unchanged. Some records describe him as a wandering observer. Others call him a calamity. A few simply erase his name entirely. And yet, No matter how much time passes… it always returns. In the present era, the world remains unaware of what walks among them. A man who laughs at so-called geniuses. Who listens to threats as if they were jokes. Who moves through sects and kingdoms like a passing breeze, leaving behind nothing but confusion… and silence. Centuries may pass without a trace of him. Then suddenly, he appears again. Unchanged. Unbothered. Untouched. And on rare, unpredictable occasions, He chooses someone. A single individual who catches his interest for reasons no one can understand. That choice alone is enough to disturb the balance of the world. As ancient sects begin to notice patterns once more, and sealed records are brought back into the light, a quiet realization begins to spread among those who know where to look: The legend… was never a myth. And this time, It has returned.
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The Perfect Path To Insanity

Would you give up your humanity in exchange for power? To never die, a chance to be a god? Humans had lost all will to try. Their existence had been reduced to a single, self-destructive purpose: to entertain and please the cosmic gods, known as Forces, in hopes of gaining a 'favour'. After 7 years of these continuous deadly games that suddenly appeared, the Earth we know is no more. Now an apocalyptic playground for the Forces to enjoy. To survive in this ruined world, every single player is compelled to participate in these weekly deadly games. All to win prizes, be granted one of the four Paths designed for Awakeners— those who earned ‘their’ affection and favour. Until Fateless, a ‘humble’ wanted thief, stumbled upon a unique Force, one of the creators of the games. It was then he discovered the grim truth behind his name - 'Fateless' - deemed worthless and discarded at birth, exempt from all four Paths. Consumed by despair and hate, he took a risk and accepted a proposal from a shady cosmic god, granting him a fifth Path, giving him the ability to absorb human life essence to grow stronger, all for a small price. [ “I shall grant you the Fifth Path.” ] [ “The Path of Insanity.” ] [ “No mortal seeks forever without unraveling. Madness is the toll, the tariff paid at the gate.”] [ “You will no longer fear death. Nor die of age. Nor plague. Nor wounds that mortal hands deliver.” ] [ “But immortality is fed… not gifted.” ] [ “Just a tiny tithe. 10% of your humanity.” ] ‘What more is there to lose a bit of humanity, anyway? It only drags one down from their full potential. I could do just about anything without being bound to death. Anything… What a thrill it would be to spit on these cosmic slugs' faces.’ .... 300 Power stones: 2 bonus chapters 20 Golden Tickets: 3 bonus chapters 50 Golden Tickets: 5 bonus chapters
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Sold to the Dark Wing

Humans are nothing more than servants in the glittering, cruel society of the winged Seraph. When a human offends them, the punishment is simple: be sold. Evangeline, never thought her own family would betray her. But when her sister committed the unforgivable, offending a seraph, their mother offered Eva in her place- without hesitation. Cast aside like unwanted trash, Eva is paraded before the Seraph nobility to be claimed. No one wants her. Until he appears. The Black Wing. The only Seraph whose feathers are not gold or silver or white, but midnight black. Feared. Cursed. Whispers say every human he has ever taken has perished. And yet, he chooses her. Dragged into his world of shadows, Eva becomes the obsession of a man everyone else fear and despises. He is possessive, merciless, and dangerously seductive. And while her family prays she will be destroyed... Eva begins to wonder if the true danger lies not in his black wings- but in the way her heart betrays her whenever he draws near. Can she ever survive this game of fate? **** The candlelight quivered against the cracked walls of the old inn, shadows twisting like restless spirits. Eva froze as he wasn't suppose to be here! Hades sat in the crimson chair, his presence consuming the air, thick and suffocating, as if the world itself had bowed before him. Swirling the red liquid in his glass, his bright purple eyes never left the shadows, yet he knew she was there before she moved. "Who is it this time?" His voice was a low rasp, curling into the room like smoke, tying her stomach in knots of fear and something darker. Eva forced her pulse to slow, telling herself not to back down. But when his hands rose from the arms of the chair, a shiver ran down her spine. "You aren't supposed to be here," she gasped, as he stood impossibly fast. His black wings unfurled, stretching wide, enveloping her, pressing her to his chest as though he claimed her before she could claim her own breath. "Why?" His lips curled into a wicked, sharp smile. "So I won't discover you running off with that useless boy?" "I didn't—" "Of course, because he's dead." His words cut like a blade, delivered with the certainty of a god reading an open book. Eva stumbled back, pressed to the wall. "You've lost your mind! You didn't kill him—" "Why shouldn't I?" His voice dropped to a growl. A single finger traced the fading red mark on her neck. His eyes snapped with fury; the air itself shivered. He leaned forward, lips brushing her skin, teeth grazing flesh in a possessive bite, erasing another's mark. "He dares," Hades hissed, deadly and low, "he dares touch what belongs to me. A fool. Bold enough to place his lips where mine already mark her." Eva's chest heaved, terror and desire entwined so tightly she could barely breathe. His wings tightened, dark and unyielding, and she realized escape was no longer an option, and perhaps, she didn't even want it. "Don't forget, dear," he murmured, lips grazing her ear, "I've bought you. You're mine now. And I don't like to share."
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Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

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'
Scenery on the river · 2.6m Views