Primordial] + [Goddess] + [Taboo] + [Mastermind] + [Evil God] + [Devouring the Heavens] + [Struggle for Hegemony]

The universe is a shimmering expanse of heaven and earth, a primordial universe!

Ancient, vast, originating, boundless, limitless—this is the Primordial!

Here, the forbidden evil god roars, shattering billions of galaxies, while endless celestial light radiates through the ages. The

celestial constellations blaze with endless starlight, and boundless sacred mountains perch across the boundless earth.

Emperor Hao journeyed through the dawn of the Primordial World, becoming the ancestor of the Ferocious Beast Clan, the first Ferocious Beast of the Primordial World. He

forged an eternal plan, forging the supreme divine clan, and the glory of the Ferocious Beast Clan endures forever!

He is the Lord of Taboos, the ancestor of the Ferocious Beasts, and the supreme Ferocious God and Taboo. He is the greatest mastermind behind all the heavens and worlds, the creator of the Primordial...

When I woke up, I actually traveled through time and became one of the ten innate spiritual roots in the prehistoric world.

The explosion of the Western Spiritual Vein is imminent. After this catastrophe, one will be led to practice the Six Pure Bamboos...

There was no time left, and it was impossible to transform. Kuzhu had no choice but to embark on a path of stealing the origin of the ancient world and creating his own path.

In this ancient world, the devil is stealing, the way of heaven is stealing, and Hongjun is also stealing. What’s the harm if I add one more?

[Genius flow][Flood flow][No female lead][Reason][Interests first]

Meng Chen was reborn in the ancient times and became the son of the Azure Dragon God.

With his fortune value maxed out, he joined the Chan sect without hesitation, replaced Huanglong Zhenren, and became one of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

Unexpectedly, Meng Chen unexpectedly became the eldest senior brother of the Chan sect and was in charge of the sect's rules.

Taoist Master Ran Deng wants to join the Chan Sect? Sure, the Chan Sect does not accept people with skills. You must first give up your cultivation and start as a registered disciple.

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun abducted and sold young children, which violated the rules of the Chan sect? Sorry, the Chan sect cannot tolerate human traffickers.

The disciples of Jiejiao are wild and unruly, and Duobao Taoist protects his fellow disciples and forms a clique for personal gain? No problem, then support Wu Dang Shengmu and replace Duobao Taoist!

…

Unknowingly, Meng Chen achieved the status of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, took charge of the Chan sect, and became a pillar of the Xuanmen. Even the disciples of the Western sect cried and begged to stay in the Xuanmen.

[Single female lead + slow pace + the author is writing a fairy tale for the first time, still trying...]

Three thousand piles of yellow earth and white bones, the sword light is like a shadow and the moon is like wine.

The spring breeze cuts off all the affairs of the world, and wonders if the peach blossoms are willing to grow old?

In the 547th year of the Yong'an calendar, a dark night snow fell in Kuhai County, a county town on the southern border of Qi State. Wen Chaosheng found a seriously injured and dying lame woman in a dilapidated temple outside the county. He thought she was just a refugee in distress, but he never thought that the woman was involved in a huge secret...

Several years later, in front of the Chantian Palace, a young man was standing facing the moon with a sword in his hand. Behind him, the ground was littered with corpses and blood was flowing like a river.

"My name is Wen Chaosheng. This time I draw my sword to seek justice from Heaven!"

…

It was a bad game. You and I are not doomed. If Heaven does not respond, man will!

Farming + Hegemony + Wizards + Dragons + Demons Traveling to the ignorant and backward medieval continent, Rod became the lord of the desolate north. It is savage and primitive here, with bandits rampant, foreign races rampant, and terrifying monsters. Fortunately, Rod can unlock entries and gain knowledge and extraordinary abilities by developing his territory. Reclamation, farming, mining, alchemy, taming monsters, and creating a torrent of steel! Build bridges, pave roads, and sweep across the entire era! ... "This king is not interested in ruling the world. The happiest time for this king is when he is reclaiming wasteland in the north." In the magnificent palace, Emperor Rod, sitting on the supreme throne, said so.

【Relaxed + Daily + Leisure + Single Female Lead + Female Sword Fairy + Human-Grass Love + Has System + Group Portrait...】

Ye Changqing transmigrated and was reborn as grass.

Good news: Transmigrated! System activated!

Bad news: Became grass! Can’t move!

Good news: Got stepped on by a jade foot!

Wait, maybe that’s bad news...

Ye Changqing: Although I’m grass, I’m still the protagonist!

Jin Li: No, you’re my golden finger, I’m the protagonist!

Ye Changqing gave up completely—why resist when soft rice tastes better!

Ye Changqing’s true inner thoughts:

“As a blade of grass, what bad intentions could I have?”

“I’m the protagonist, so why am I just an accessory?”

“Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, don’t underestimate poor little grass!”

“I’m just grass, not the sacred land’s guardian deity!”

“From now on roles reverse, it’s my turn to support you, holy maiden!”

“Have you ever heard that a blade of grass can cut through sun, moon, and stars?”

“You all won’t even call me—Qing Di!”

Summary is weak, please read the main text. The protagonist won’t transform early on, appears rarely, a non-human accessory protagonist, please be gentle with critiques!

[Single female lead + pure love + 1v1 two-way running] + [mentor-disciple love] + [immortal cultivation with a daily routine] + [brainless sweet story] (it's sweet anyway)

On Qingxu Peak, a man sat cross-legged under the eaves. The tall sycamore tree blocked the sunlight, leaving only a small area in front of the house exposed.

“Master—”

"What's the matter?" A woman in a red dress took a sip of tea and asked the man beside her.

“Master—”

"What's the matter? Tell me, when have I ever blamed you?" The woman put down the teacup in her hand and turned to look at him.

"Master, this is the Qingxin flower I picked from Yao Lao. It's delicious when brewed!"

"Um."

“Master—” the man called out again, his face slightly nervous.

"Um."

"This is a treasure that I accidentally found while traveling..."

"Master has no shortage of treasures. You can keep this for yourself. It will be beneficial to your future cultivation."

"Thank you, Master. Disciple, I have something else to say!"

Looking at her only disciple who was looking down with his hands clasped on his legs, she was confused and tilted her head slightly.

"But what difficulties have you encountered in your practice?"

"Yes, and no, it's just Master, I, I like it~"

Looking at his anxious look, she found it funny and cute, but her expression remained cold.

Before he could finish, she held him in her arms.

"Teacher, I understand~"

[Single female lead + no ambiguity + decisive killing + refreshing writing + fast pace]

Su Wanqing, the most powerful genius in the Northern Territory, lost all his cultivation because he was eager to break through.

In the past, she was an omnipotent genius in the eyes of the world, and an unparalleled swordsman who hoped to reach the highest realm in the world within a thousand years.

But after losing all his cultivation, the sect leader looked down on him and fellow elders despised him!

Even many of his disciples who were taught personally by him switched to other elders and severed their ties with him.

All cultivation has been lost and there is no possibility of recovery.

Su Wanqing felt desperate and wanted to commit suicide.

But a disciple appeared.

She brought him back to the sect to be taught since he was young, but his aptitude was very poor and there was no hope for him to practice!

I thought that this disciple was also going to leave, but he wanted to comfort her and cheer her up.

However, the disciple's subsequent actions gradually became confusing.

"Disciple, can my cultivation really be restored?"

"It can restore your cultivation, why would you need a massage..."

......

Chu Ning originally just wanted to comfort Su Wanqing. After all, she was his master who had taught him for many years. The relationship between a master and a disciple was greater than heaven and earth!

However, at this moment, the system awakened!

[The Wife-Pampering System Awakens! The host comforts his wife who wants to commit suicide and is rewarded with the means to restore his cultivation, the Changchun Hand!]

【Just massage with your hands to restore your meridians! 】

And at this moment, facing the suspicious and vigilant eyes of his master, asking him if he could recover his cultivation...

Chu Ning made a decision that went against his ancestors.

"Yes, Master."

"Don't move, just leave it to me..."

[Dual Rebirth + Single Female Lead + Romantic Daily Life + Cultivation + Pure Love + No System]

Jiang Mo once believed that having a Dao partner to share humble beginnings and support each other through the hardships of life was a true blessing.

He never imagined their seemingly perfect relationship would become hollow—both ultimately perishing in a tribulation of inner demons.

Jiang Mo deeply regretted his past.

If heaven could grant him another chance...

Then—he was reborn over 300 years in the past, at the age of fourteen, before he had even stepped onto the path of cultivation.

This time, he vowed to seal his heart, cut off love, and pursue the Dao alone!

The immortal path is cold and lonely. His path is solitary! Only by enduring loneliness can one reach the end!

What Jiang Mo didn’t know… was that next door, Meng Churan—also reborn—seemed to have made the exact same decision...

—

“The mortal world is long and full of distractions. Cultivators should transcend such things.”

“Indeed. Everyone has their own path to follow, unbound by worldly attachments.”

“Then, where do you head, fellow cultivator?”

“Toward the eternal Dao.”

“Oh, stop! We’re in the middle of our wedding ceremony—we’ll be off to the bridal chamber soon!”

“Ah, that’s true.”

As they spoke, the two—dressed in crimson wedding robes—were already holding hands tightly, gazing into each other’s eyes with deep affection.