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Martial Arts to Immortality2

Lu Lin had transmigrated to a cultivation world, yet the sad thing was that he had no spiritual root, unable to cultivate, and could only practice martial arts. But a martial arts practitioner was as lowly as an ant here, serving as no more than a cultivator’s tool and cannon fodder. Their Qi and Blood(vitality), tempered body, and combat skills seemed to cultivators’ spiritual energy, spells, and magical weapons a flimsy sheet of paper. Fortunately, he had awakened with the Martial Dao Furnace, which could transform spiritual energy into time spent training. Should a year’s time fail, then two years. Should two years fail, then a decade. Should a decade fail, then a century, or a millennium? Blazing Sun Technique---→Nine-Sun Divine Technique Grass Skimming---→ Sky Treading Footwork Steel Elephant Body---→Primordial Dragon-Elephant Art A crude martial arts technique to the scorn of immortals? Toss it into the Furnace, subject it to a millennium’s deduction. After tens of thousands of tweaks, it eventually became what rocked the cultivation world. Without a spiritual root? Then mold my blood, flesh, tendons, and bones into an undying golden body. Without magical weapons? Then smash magical weapons into pieces with my fists. Without spells? My self-created martial arts has developed a Behemoth Self-Projection, whose punch shatters mountains and rivers and whose stomp breaks space. In desperate, oppressed enslavement, as a mortal, Lu Lin forcibly hacked a path of martial arts longevity through an immortals-dominated world. With the wood fire ever burning, the Dao of martial arts would be everlasting; establish my Dao with martial arts, force a breakthrough into immorality!
SoaringCo · 10.7k Views

The Mad Duke's Naughty Maid

CONTENT WARNING: /This novel contains mature themes, explicit sexual content, strong language, and adult situations. Reader discretion is advised./ She was born to lie. He was born to enjoy it. Vivienne Moreau is a fox. A beautiful dangerous fox in a corset. A thief. A con artist. A seductress. She robs nobles blind, strips them of gold—and sometimes their trousers—just for fun. She sleeps with them to make the theft more… satisfying. Seduction? Her weapon. Theft? Her art. Lying? Second nature. Trust? Never. Love? That’s for fools. Chaos? Her favorite toy. This is her last job. One château. One golden horse worth more than she’s ever dreamed. One chance to vanish forever. Rich and alone. Her plan is simple: pretend to be a maid, steal the treasure, disappear. Easy. Simple. Foolproof. Then she meets Duke André Rousseau. Calm as glass, handsome, harmless-looking—but mad, bored, terrifying… and completely insane in a way that smells like obsession. He knows she’s a thief before she even steps across the gates. Every lie she plans, every trick she schemes, every insane impulse—he sees it. And he decides to play. He doesn’t want her arrested. He doesn’t want her caught. He wants her undone. To watch her spin, unravel, claw, scream—his predator turned prey. Vivienne thinks she’s the hunter. That she’s untouchable. That she’s in control. She isn’t. She’s his game. His obsession. His chaos made flesh. And in this war of greed, madness, and teeth-bared games… someone will break. Maybe her... Maybe him... Maybe both.
Xo_Xie · 200.9k Views

Martial Arts to Immortality

Lu Lin had transmigrated to a cultivation world, yet the sad thing was that he had no spiritual root, unable to cultivate, and could only practice martial arts. But a martial arts practitioner was as lowly as an ant here, serving as no more than a cultivator’s tool and cannon fodder. Their Qi and Blood(vitality), tempered body, and combat skills seemed to cultivators’ spiritual energy, spells, and magical weapons a flimsy sheet of paper. Fortunately, he had awakened with the Martial Dao Furnace, which could transform spiritual energy into time spent training. Should a year’s time fail, then two years. Should two years fail, then a decade. Should a decade fail, then a century, or a millennium? Blazing Sun Technique---→Nine-Sun Divine Technique Grass Skimming---→ Sky Treading Footwork Steel Elephant Body---→Primordial Dragon-Elephant Art A crude martial arts technique to the scorn of immortals? Toss it into the Furnace, subject it to a millennium’s deduction. After tens of thousands of tweaks, it eventually became what rocked the cultivation world. Without a spiritual root? Then mold my blood, flesh, tendons, and bones into an undying golden body. Without magical weapons? Then smash magical weapons into pieces with my fists. Without spells? My self-created martial arts has developed a Behemoth Self-Projection, whose punch shatters mountains and rivers and whose stomp breaks space. In desperate, oppressed enslavement, as a mortal, Lu Lin forcibly hacked a path of martial arts longevity through an immortals-dominated world. With the wood fire ever burning, the Dao of martial arts would be everlasting; establish my Dao with martial arts, force a breakthrough into immorality!
SoaringCo · 5k Views

My life revolves around you

You can support this novel by sending Golden Tickets/powerstones. 【Time Travel + Resources Grabbing+ No Lazing Around + Ambitious Mother-in-law 】 Whisper travels faster than smoke from the communal kitchen, the Zhuang family suddenly begins to rise above their neighbors by mysteriously avoiding every disaster and seizing every golden opportunity. No one knows why. No one, except the younger daughter-in-law, Mei. Because Mei knows the secret that her sharp-tongued, quick-thinking mother-in-law, Madam Zhao, had been reborn. With a lifetime of regrets behind her, Madam Zhao refuses to repeat her mistakes. She’s determined to protect her family from downfall, secure opportunities for her sons, and turn every ration ticket and discarded item into profit. Whether it’s opening a small business under the radar, fishing, hunting, fending off jealous neighbors, or teaching shameless relatives a lesson, she never misses a step. As for the eldest daughter-in-law, the one who only knows how to butter up her own family? Madam Zhao puts her neatly in her place. Watching all this unfold, the clever Mei plays her part perfectly. She flatters, fawns, and acts sweet. “Mother, you’re so capable!” all while secretly riding the wave of her reborn mother-in-law’s luck. Together, they put all the people with bad intentions in their place One has the brains of a lifetime, the other the courage to throw punches when words fail. When troublemakers come knocking, Madam Zhao’s sharp words and Ming Mei's sharp fists leave even the most arrogant neighbors stunned into silence. From petty gossip and workplace politics to side hustles and soaring success, the Zhuang family becomes the talk of the entire Courtyard. Who says the 1970s were dull? When a reborn matriarch and her cunning daughter-in-law team up, even the grayest courtyard will blaze with fireworks. (Keep leaving comments, reviews and sprinkling those virtual nutrients, please~)
Emarleetah · 305.7k Views

Becoming a God Starts with Acting

A world without gods struggles against cunning and dangerous monsters from another realm, teetering on the brink of collapse—until… Silvanus never expected to die at the peak of his glory. He was on stage one second, accepting his third consecutive Best Actor award. The next, he was dead—crushed by a falling glass stage light in a tragically ungraceful demise. But the worst part was yet to come. He didn't indeed die. Instead, he woke up in an entirely different world, one on the verge of being swallowed by darkness due to an overwhelming invasion of monstrous creatures. [Beep—Acting System activated! Greetings, my god. Please create your character and start collecting Acting Points!] Thus, humanity discovered that they now had gods, divine protectors who guided them in their battles against monsters… A god who feared everything yet could foresee the future. A narcissistic deity who commanded water and life itself. A depraved being who, despite his corruption, remained undefeated against even the strongest creatures. No one knew they were all the same person. "Worship me. Believe in me without end. And one day, I shall truly descend upon this world…" ... Silvanus once thought that all he needed to do was seal the endlessly appearing dungeons, but the world was far broader than he had imagined. As secrets gradually came to light, Silvanus’s journey toward becoming a true god grew ever more difficult, entangled with even greater conspiracies. Can Silvanus rediscover himself and complete his own growth in order to repel the darker, more sinister forces that are constantly plotting to invade the worlds under his dominion? . . Minimum 7 chapters/week. Support the story with Power Stones and Golden Tickets! Thanks a lot.
Orange_Lee · 1.1m Views

Villainess is being pampered by her beast husbands

There are times—far too many times—when you feel that uncontrollable urge to kill someone. For Kaya, this… this was exactly that moment. “Repeat what you just said?” She’d seen hell on the battlefield—second-in-command of a military unit, dodging bullets, dragging traitors by the collar, and coming out alive with grit under her nails. But nothing, absolutely nothing, prepared her for the sight of her spineless husband flirting with her own sister. Right in front of her. “I could never marry a barbarian like you. The one I... I like is Meera—” Blah blah. The same pitiful nonsense again. You think—what could possibly be worse than this? And then, right on cue, your idiotic sister chimes in, completely serious, “I just poisoned you.” Wow. BANG. Before anyone could even react, Meera collapsed. Dead. Her so-called husband gasped like a fish dragged out of water. “Y-you…” He dropped to his knees, staring at Kaya like he was seeing a monster rise from the dark. “You killed your sister?! How could y—?” BANG. Second bullet. Same spot. He dropped like a puppet with its strings cut. Silence. ... Just when Kaya thought her story had finally reached its bitter end, the universe—no, god himself—decided to throw in one last, ridiculous twist. “Wife… wife, didn’t you say you were gonna eat me? Why’d you stop?” A snake beast, ridiculously charming and glowing like some immortal fantasy, clung to her, eyes gleaming. Another voice interrupted. “Shut up! My wife wants to cuddle me now—” A sparrow beastman leapt into her arms, like that made any sense. “Hic… wife, don’t you want me anymore?” A panda-like beastman sat beside her, huge, sniffly, and wronged like a child abandoned at a festival. Sitting in the middle of all this, Kaya was absolutely dumbfounded. ‘When the hell did all of this even start?’
K1ERA · 529.6k Views

I Only LOOK Like A Cultivator, I Promise!! [BL]

He only smiles politely, nervously—the way a fallen Denmai crown prince might—and says,"I only look like a cultivator, I promise!" Not all who seem weak are truly powerless. Some are far stronger than anyone dares to imagine—yet they simply don’t flaunt it. When a polite, unusually traditional Chinese student named Liànlěi—or simply Lĕi—transfers to a modern Bangkok school, he immediately draws attention. Not for his manners, but for the quiet, unsettling aura that surrounds him. His simple brown eyes glimmer with a rare, original light—the kind found only in the Denmai heroes admired in novels or anime. His long, chocolaty-brown hair, cascading from head to waist, is soft enough to get lost in… if anyone dared. Felix, the golden-boy of the school, raised with privilege and used to admiration, simply wants a carefree life. He refuses to break down or be weighed down by expectations, yet fate draws him into unexpected interactions with Liànlěi. In a school where everyone believes they know everything, underestimating the calm, deceptively harmless Lìnglìng could be… unwise. As days pass, their initial rivalry slowly shifts into something more complicated. What they know—or think they know—about each other becomes a delicate game of appearances, charm, and hidden strength. A story of fascination, quiet rivalry, and the subtle power behind a calm, polite exterior—where the quietest student might just hold the greatest strength.
YanYeXin · 1.5k Views

Martial Artist in a Cultivation World

Lu Lin had transmigrated to a cultivation world, yet the sad thing was that he had no spiritual root, unable to cultivate, and could only practice martial arts. But a martial arts practitioner was as lowly as an ant here, serving as no more than a cultivator’s tool and cannon fodder. Their Qi and Blood(vitality), tempered body, and combat skills seemed to cultivators’ spiritual energy, spells, and magical weapons a flimsy sheet of paper. Fortunately, he had awakened with the Martial Dao Furnace, which could transform spiritual energy into time spent training. Should a year’s time fail, then two years. Should two years fail, then a decade. Should a decade fail, then a century, or a millennium? Blazing Sun Technique---→Nine-Sun Divine Technique Grass Skimming---→ Sky Treading Footwork Steel Elephant Body---→Primordial Dragon-Elephant Art A crude martial arts technique to the scorn of immortals? Toss it into the Furnace, subject it to a millennium’s deduction. After tens of thousands of tweaks, it eventually became what rocked the cultivation world. Without a spiritual root? Then mold my blood, flesh, tendons, and bones into an undying golden body. Without magical weapons? Then smash magical weapons into pieces with my fists. Without spells? My self-created martial arts has developed a Behemoth Self-Projection, whose punch shatters mountains and rivers and whose stomp breaks space. In desperate, oppressed enslavement, as a mortal, Lu Lin forcibly hacked a path of martial arts longevity through an immortals-dominated world. With the wood fire ever burning, the Dao of martial arts would be everlasting; establish my Dao with martial arts, force a breakthrough into immorality!
DaoistftEGVE · 1.1k Views

Nephelont the Dragon Hearted

I do not have a good synopsis yet, so I deal without it. Before anything else, you should know this. The story may describe gore and/or other forms of violence. Make sure you are ready for it when it happens. If you need your parents' supervision, then take their permission to read this story after telling them to read the rest of the text here. Although this story is meant as my practice grounds for when I take my first steps to write my original stories, I will see it to the end, to the epilog chapter. There is no stable update schedule since I have to attend college and also write another story. The chapters will come out whenever they are ready. I have little experience in making things balanced and tend to make them fast-paced. I will try, but there is no promise in this statement. I will read your suggestions and think about them, then I will reply. Go ahead and comment on anything you find lacking and say why. Your opinion matters. The "thestrongactingweak" tag is put there since mc will get the option to temporarily abandon his powers and reclaim them later. I could not find another tag for this, so this is what I can do. Those of you who will disagree with a harem of only three women, go ahead, you can find other stories better than this with only one love interest. Disclaimer: The worlds my cast of OCs go to, the characters living there, and the references, I do not claim any of it to be my own. They belong to their respective owners.
Draconic_Terror · 43.1k Views

F-ranker Sword Saint: My Soulbound Sword is Secretly SSS-tier!

A century ago, colossal stone swords descended from the skies, stabbing deep at the heart of twenty-eight cities. Like so began the Sword Trials. Worlds against worlds, species against species, set in a separate, unique, battleground realm that resembled the greatest sword-themed, faction versus faction MMORPG to ever exist. Levels, Legendary Equipment, Hidden Quests, Guilds, Territories, Spawns, NPCs, Sword Skills, Loot that could transcend worlds through a special currency… Only those who can awaken their sword marks would be called Bladeborns, warriors of their race. Armed with Soulbound Swords of varying tiers that decided their ranking in the modern hierarchy, they would fight for the continued existence of their worlds. Ending the battle, however, proved far more difficult than expected. A seemingly unbreakable hundred-year stalemate was reached. The apocalyptic ending eventually faded from everyone’s minds, and being a Bladeborn suddenly turned into a profession. Some even treated the Sword Trials as a mere game. Schools began adding swordsmanship classes as a major subject, and those who excelled beyond their peers at the same high school would be called Sword Prince and Princesses. One such celebrity was Daru Finnley, a young man who had an unusual love for the sword. Named the Fallen Sword Prince after a disastrous awakening ceremony, the label of genius changed into garbage overnight. But his “trash” sword held a secret. And so did his soul… Three worlds WILL fall. === For the month of December 2025: For every 20 powerstones / 5 golden tickets = 1 bonus chapter A cumulative total of 150 powerstones for the entire month would trigger a grand mass release event for the month of January 2026.
Meowder · 168.3k Views