“What did you just ask me?” “Cultivation is very difficult—are you afraid?” “The line before that.” “Do you want to cultivate?” Xu Xian paused briefly, then said, “Cultivation is fine—but enduring hardship is not!”
Ethan transmigrated into the body of a Marquis’s only son. Since childhood, he lived in luxury, with loving parents and everything he could ever want. Tell me, how good could life get? What? He also awakened the Infinite Passive System? He can unlock unlimited passives by killing? And every passive he unlocks is more ridiculous than the last? What do you mean the “Longevity” passive doesn’t just mean living to a hundred, but increases his lifespan by one hundred years for every day he survives? What do you mean “Yama’s Blessing” lets him spend one year of lifespan to perfectly resurrect every time he dies? And what do you mean “Sub-Saint’s Gaze” increases his speed of learning, understanding, and absorbing knowledge by 10,000%? If he’s not shutting it off, does that mean he’s not even pretending anymore? Ethan Leo: “Both my parents are alive, I have a cheat, and my talent is excellent. Tell me, does that make you mad? Does it?” Huh? You say the further he goes, the more Life Energy he needs? Come on, the void is filled with countless worlds. He just needs to look around a little, doesn’t he?
【No Morality + No Bottom Line + Cruel and Ruthless + Selfish + No Redemption】 Transported into a world overrun by anomalies, he accidentally exposes his identity as a transmigrator. Reduced to an experimental subject, he survives against all odds and barely escapes with his life. The flames of hatred bloom in the shadows. At last, he awakens his cheat ability! A mysterious black monolith from the dark side of the moon, capable of endlessly devouring anomalous essence. After biding his time, he unleashes a massacre! “I don’t just want your life—I want to destroy your honor, wipe out your entire bloodline, and desecrate your grave!” “I’ll make you die slowly… bit by bit… drowning in pain!” “I will curse everyone and everything in this world—may there never be peace for all eternity!” The Tree of Truth claims that no celestial body or concept related to ‘the Moon’ has ever existed in this world. “Then… what am I?”
[Cthulhu + Amber-style progression + villain protagonist + no system + decisive killing + dark humor + unhinged energy + single female lead + sequence containment] Xu Mo: “In the twenty-second century, all you need is a brain-computer interface helmet to experience a fully immersive, physically realistic game world.” “Why did I choose this starting character? Naturally, because she’s a beautiful girl... no, wait, naturally because weaker characters offer more of a challenge.” “As a veteran player of this game, I’ve already piloted the weakest starting character through countless endings.” “I have battled dragons in the mountains. I have gambled with ancient evil gods in the void.” “I have brought endless sin and death upon the world. I have also led revolutions that set entire continents ablaze.” “This game has an incredible degree of freedom. Sure, every ending ends with the world being destroyed, but every run gives you something new.” “But this time, there’s a small problem...” “Where the hell did my logout button go?” “And why has the character I’m controlling suddenly gained self-awareness and started fighting me for control of her body?!” “She is the convergence of countless beginnings and endings.” “She is an angel of light, and also the butcher of the night.” “She brings madness, blood, and fire. Yet wherever she passes, flowers and hope bloom together.” “She is... she is...” — The Book of Answers
Transmigrating into the cultivation world, Su Yueli found herself completely devoid of Bone Talent, forever barred from the immortal path. After saving a martial artist by chance, she took him as her master and stepped onto the martial path. Without talent, she would simply practice over and over again! Time flew, and the world changed. Twenty years passed in the blink of an eye, yet Su Yueli found that her appearance had not changed at all. She, it seemed, had achieved longevity. But with a male soul in a female body, Su Yueli could neither marry a wife, take a husband, nor fall in love. Thus, she could only throw herself entirely into the martial path. As eras shifted and years rolled by, even the weeds on her master's grave had somehow cultivated enough to take on human form. As old friends withered away one by one, Su Yueli finally realized that longevity was a sort of curse. The only thing that would ever keep her company was the wind from her fists. Countless millennia later, when the Immortal Venerables of the Nine Heavens unleashed their sky-covering magic treasures, treating all living things like straw dogs, a young girl with not a single trace of spiritual energy stepped up into the Nine Heavens and casually threw a punch. In an instant, blood qi roared, the void collapsed, and the gods and Buddhas beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, along with their arrogance, were thoroughly and physically delivered to the afterlife by this single punch. "My name is Su Yueli, just an ordinary mortal martial artist." "Today, we only talk physics, not immortal spells."
Nangong Jiyu, a special forces soldier, sacrificed his life to protect a child during a peacekeeping operation. Reincarnated after death into a world of swords and magic, he became a newborn named Tyr. When he was eight years old, a squad of knights clad in exquisite armor arrived at his home. Tyr learned that his family belonged to the high nobility—specifically, bearing the bloodline of House Callis, one of the empire's five Grand Dukes, known as the Grand Duke of the Sword. The reason for their arrival: the latest Grand Election was about to begin. All eligible children of House Callis were to be gathered and sent into the Sword Prison for training, from which the successor to the next Grand Duke would ultimately be chosen. Tyr: "So the position of Grand Duke Callis doesn't simply pass from father to son?" "Everything must be seized with the sword in your own hands?" "If that's how it is... my blade is sharp as well."
They all say that I am calamity itself. My name is Zhao Jin. My favorite pastime is digging forgotten tales of horror out of history's dustbin... and bringing them back to life. A world without the supernatural? Then I'll create it with my own hands. When the first monster emerged, the world mistook it for a natural disaster. When the second descended, panic began to spread. By the time the seventh and eighth swept across the globe, humanity finally realized that behind every catastrophe stood the same name. They fear me. They hate me. They want to destroy me. But what they don't know is that these so-called monsters are nothing more than my casual creations. And my greatest masterpiece... ...has yet to make its debut.
(Strong Female Lead + No Romance + Power Fantasy + Apocalypse Survival) Cheng Shuili dropped dead after working 72 hours straight overtime. When she came back to life, she unexpectedly found herself transported into a highway survival game world. Right at the start, she draws an SSS-tier talent: [Bug Physique]—allowing her to exploit system loopholes for her own benefit. A supply crate spawns a monster? She turns around and scores the server’s first kill! The crate doesn’t disappear after being opened? Infinite farming unlocked! While others are gnawing on compressed biscuits, she’s enjoying self-heating hot pot. While others tremble in fear hiding from monsters, she chases them down with a metal pipe and beats them senseless. While everyone else is still struggling to survive, Cheng Shuili is already speeding down the highway in a shopping cart blaring a hypnotic ad: “Everything Half Price!” “Honestly, this crappy game is way more fun than fixing code—whoever wants to go back to overtime can go ahead!”
"I have many masks, and each holds a story." An inconspicuous young painter in the Temple of Dawn; the strongest apprentice in the gladiatorial arena; a killing machine feared by goblins... "The holy Sister under the sunlight is me, and the kindly old gentleman aboard the train is me as well..." "I once fled in haste through underground passages, yet I have also left behind beautiful legends across the frontier..." Beneath the mask lies an even more exquisite mask; Within the lies, truth often lies hidden... "My name is Ogre." "A child raised by an ogre from a young age." "Pleased to meet you."
When the Horror Game descends, the death-fearing Cen Yao unexpectedly binds with a learning system to learn how to become the greatest Witch in the entire universe. Thus, while others are struggling to survive in the dungeons, she is frantically learning magic in her Learning Space. She thought she would be soloing the dungeons, but instead, she picked up a group of god-tier teammates who looked like "ragdolls." Soon, the entire internet knew that Cen Yao's team was the most bizarre existence in the Horror Game. The captain, Cen Yao, is a soon-to-be college student with innocent eyes. The team members are even more ridiculous: an aloof deaf person, an unsociable mute, a narcissistic blind person, a mean disabled person, and a directionally challenged person with no sense of touch. The dungeon Bosses are ecstatic: A bunch of disabled people and one harmless, innocent college student—this win is in the bag! Only to be met with a brutally savage beating right from the start. The innocent college student Cen Yao summons a phoenix in her left hand and a frost dragon in her right, chasing after the Bosses and bashing them repeatedly; Zhu Lingxi, who has no sense of touch, puts on a Nuo mask to invite the gods and vanquish evil; The deaf hacker, Chi Shuangxu, types out code to rewrite the rules; Pei Tinglan, who is disabled in both legs, controls ten thousand ghosts with his Siren song; The unsociable mute, Gu Yanchi, shatters the barrier of rules with a single punch; The blind young master, Xie Zhouxing, shouts that the dark night is his to rule. Deaf, mute, blind, disabled, and touchless—yet every single one of them is a max-level powerhouse! Cen Yao: Perfect. This is just the right group of lunatics to dominate the Horror Game! Later, whenever these six appear, the ghosts and monsters pack up and flee overnight on a train _(:з」∠)_
After becoming the Saintess in the R-18 game, The Holy Maiden’s Tragic Ruin, in order to avoid the original tragic fate and carve out a happy ending that never existed in the story, the silver-haired, red-eyed girl raises her banner high. “I, Luo Li Saint Sariel, will never yield!”
Sold by my parents as a human sacrifice, I return from hell thirteen years later. Using five ghosts to replace my five viscera, using six demons to transform my six bowels! Dad, Mom, why aren't you smiling anymore? To the humans or gods who took my internal organs, are you ready? I have come to collect my debts!
Zuo Lin'an discovered that he had transmigrated. He originally thought this was just an ordinary alternative world. It wasn't until he met his best friend, Xu Youyou, and learned that his aunt was actually a Specter Master, that he finally realized he had transmigrated into a supernatural world. Moreover, this supernatural world was not quite what he had imagined. Because he accidentally found out that he might have a chance to become a dungeon boss! This is a novel in the Specter Assimilation series. Not having read the previous work will not affect your reading experience. Welcome, and enjoy!
After a terminally ill boy closes his eyes, he awakens once more to find himself transported to another world — and not just as anyone, but as the lofty Demon King himself. He successfully inherits supreme power capable of standing against the entire world. Yet there are always fools who overestimate themselves and dare challenge the Demon King’s might. “When I had just transmigrated and didn’t know anything, I let it slide. But now… what should you call me?”
“The Golden Radiant Wall,” “The Tideblade’s End,” “The Dawn of the Silver Armor,” “The Sirens’ Nightmare,” “The Last Line of Defense Beneath the Sun”— Ophelia, the Empire’s First Knight. And you are nothing more than an obscure minor noble from the countryside. How are you supposed to face such an overwhelming gap? Klein’s response: Tonight, I absolutely have to tell my wife that the difference in stamina between a knight and a mage is simply too great — could she please stop pushing herself like this? Yes. Tonight.