(No heroine!) (Dark-hearted) (Ruthless) (Darkness) (Semi-cool) (Don't criticize if you don't like it) In this dark world, the strong survive and the weak can only crawl at the bottom. All choices are for profit. A young man accidentally obtained a mysterious book and became a monk. Starting from a small village, he used all means and had no bottom line just to pursue the infinite path. (The first few chapters are slow, and then take off)
Only the cultivators can represent the truth under this dark, starry sky! They are still regarded and celebrated by mortals, no matter how selfish and shameless they are!
It’s the story of a demonic cultivator who is willing to sacrifice everything for the sake of immortality.
A thousand years of impermanence, killing endlessly. Fame is the same as dirt, disdaining the ridicule of the virtuous.
His sword cuts through iron and kills people when he’s furious. While consuming his share of wine, he laughed at ghosts and gods.
Killing and fighting on earth and in heaven, terrifying the underworld. The act of killing one is a crime, but the act of slaughtering ten thousand is heroism.
You are a hero among heroes if you have slaughtered nine million people!
Seeing through a thousand years of benevolence and righteousness, but let this life display the majestic wind. There is no love for my name, no condemnation in my heart for having killed a million people!
“Mortals can also become immortals”
A white-haired old man looked at a young man in front of him and gently stroked the boy's head. The boy lay on the ground with his eyes closed, his body trembling and his expression excited.
Cain, the first murderer, was banished by God.
The innocent Zou Hang was abandoned by society.
Forgive him for telling lies and not trusting anyone.
There is no absolute right or wrong in Zou Hang's eyes. He came to this reincarnation world of horror movies. He had been investigating, calculating, and verifying his conjectures, and he had a strange idea. If this idea is wrong, then the person who died just now may have died in vain for his academic research. If his idea is correct. Then the deaths of those people are valuable.
Good at inducing others to get themselves into logical dilemmas. He's persistent, he's stubborn. He is cruel. Say something that is on your mind in a language that others do not understand. If a lie can be told reasonably and perfectly, then the lie is actually a fact recognized by most people! Instead of saying nonsense that is actually the truth.
(No heroine, no CP, no morality, no bottom line, hypocrite, dark and selfish)
The spirits are revived, and evil ghosts are rampant
The world is like a prison, and there is wailing everywhere
Ghosts cannot be eliminated!
You can only use ghosts to fight ghosts!
Order is on the verge of collapse, and the truth is about to disintegrate
I am reborn in the taboo, abandoning my conscience and destroying my humanity
"Whoever dares to make me unhappy for a moment, I will make him unhappy for the rest of his life!"
"Killing someone and destroying his heart is nothing, killing someone should kill all his clans!"
A thousand years later, we are history, ten thousand years later, we are myth
Bai Mo, you evil bastard!
“Only the weakling will care about race and lineage, that’s because they need to see something that is similar to themselves to feel safe. And they need to use another life to continue their dreams; But the sun doesn’t need another sun, and the eternal one doesn’t need another to realize his own dreams.”
A story of a lone seeker constantly searching for a way forward.
Crossing to the Naruto World, Uchiha Tonan obtained the ‘Legacy Inheritance System’. As long as the people who acknowledged him died, he could inherit all abilities of the deceased.
Therefore…
“Konoha’s higher-ups mistreated the Uchihas. So, I’ve decided to lead the clan to launch a coup d’état after three years.”
“Ding! Gained Uchiha clan’s acknowledgment.”
Two years later.
“Tonan, this is the evidence of the Uchiha clan’s betrayal. When all is said and done, it’s your clan. So, I want to hear your opinion.”
“I’ll always stand on the village’s side.”
On that fateful night, Tonan stood on the Hokage Rock, coldly watching the Uchihas’ annihilation.
He spread his hands, being grateful to his clansmen’s gifts.
The next day.
“Lord Hokage, I shed blood for Konoha and became the village’s sword. And this was how you treated the meritorious clan.”
“Tonan, didn’t you agree to it!?”
“I don’t know what you are talking about. The fury of clan extermination is irreconcilable. Today, I will destroy the Sarutobi and Shimura clans to appease my clan members’ souls in heaven.”
A high-leveled hunter often puts on a disguise to lower the prey’s guard.
(Unlimited streaming + no heroine + original copy + shifting reasoning + decisive killing)
【Welcome to the weird game】
[As long as you clear the dungeon, you will get everything you want, wealth, power, health... everything]
In the thirty-sixth year since the advent of the strange game, Qiss was pulled into the dungeon by the Lord God.
Gray fog and yellow clouds cover the sky, ghosts and monsters roam the streets, towering dead trees rise from the ground, and skeletons and carrion pile up everywhere.
This is not reality, there is no such thing as morality and conscience; this is not chaos, there are laws and rules that cannot be disobeyed.
Qisi took a look at the rules and found a lot of loopholes that could be exploited.
(This book is also known as "I Will Dominate the Weird" and "I Will Steal Gods in Weird Games")
——Wenqing version (not speaking human language version) Copywriting——
The rules feed on the gods, and the gods sacrifice all living beings.
The strange game is the snare, and the mysterious resurgence is the medium.
Under the cold fig leaf is an indescribable horror.
Not wanting to be controlled by fate, Si Qi jumped out of his shackles.
Tear apart morality and dance alone on the border between black and white; break away from the rules and build your own throne.
He is not a god in this life, but Weird Games has already prepared a god status for him and welcomed his return with a feast of death.
An Immortal does not differentiate between good and evil, nor do they care about the distinction between black and white. They do not ask what is right or wrong, and consider all living things as dogs. In spite of everything, Immortals pursue the Dao with bitter resolve.
Any being who disturbs my Dao, good or evil, will be forced to meet their karma, reduced to nothing more than ashes.