[Villain story + false compassion + no male protagonist + mortal flow]

Sold to a brothel by her parents at the age of ten, Liu Muqing no longer knew what was good and what was evil.

By chance, she embarked on the path to immortality. Her master taught her to put profit first in everything. Gradually, Liu Muqing understood and decided to cut off the good thoughts in her heart and became the witch of troubled times feared by the world.

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.

How are villains made? This is how villains are made.

A demonic cultivator without a sense of good and evil, she is a cannibal in this world.

PS: This is a story about aboriginal cultivation without a male protagonist. The female protagonist’s way of thinking is completely demonic. Please pay attention~

PPS: Demonic Path! Demonic Path! To put it bluntly, he is a big villain, the kind who takes the initiative to attack!

In the distant ancient age, the flames of civilization had yet to kindle.

On the barren and primitive Modaleng Plain, the demons of deep space stretched their writhing tentacles without restraint.

The spirits of nature clung to the shadows, hoarding their dwindling strength, fearful and silent.

I came from the other side—bearing the torch of civilization.

But the light I brought stirred more than awe; it awakened the rot.

Waves of ignorance and madness followed in its wake.

The fetid, decaying firmament blinked open its ancient, starless eye.

Yet I shall not yield.

I will shatter the chains of flesh and blood,

pierce the boundaries of thought and spirit,

and in this cursed cosmos where even the stars decay—

Let it be known:

Strangers shall never be slaves.

Li Ming, a capital manipulator trained by an old fraud, was shot during his trial, and awakened in a world shaped by an extraordinary worldview.

Guided by bloodstained greed and a belief in the brilliance of money, he ruthlessly squeezes profit from every corrupt corner.

The brave ride dragons and tame tigers; the timid settle for cats and rabbits.

For a 10% gain, he stirs.

At 50%, he risks it all.

And when profit surpasses 100%, he dares to trample every law underfoot.

While the world watches in fear and fury, Li Ming sneers:

“Don’t shackle me with your morality or law, when money rises to speak, the truth has no choice but to shut up.”

Most people are born ordinary, but there are always a few who, even if born into mediocrity, aspire to greatness.

From a nameless exploited laborer to a godfather in the shadows;

From the bottom rung of society, bound by rules, to a secret emperor who crafts those very rules.

When the sun shines, this nation belongs to the Federation. But when night falls, it belongs to me!

“Sometimes, shadows can be just as vast as light—sometimes, they can even eclipse it.”

“We never extort or blackmail anyone. Every penny we earn can withstand the scrutiny of our conscience.”

If someone knocks on your door at night, they are either delivering my regards or bringing ruin for your arrogance.

As for what you will receive, that depends on the choice you make, my friend!

The novel talked about the war between human cultivators and demons, and how they overcame or fell before their inner demons.

The main character was a teenager whose parents were mu*dered because they owned a powerful Taoist treasure. He struggled to survive in this chaotic fantasy world and tried to find a chance to avenge his parents. Meanwhile he discovered the top secrets behind this world.

[No Saintly Ideals] · [No Female Lead] · [No System] · [No Transmigration]

Whatever the heart desires, whatever the will pursues, becomes the Ultimate Immortal Path.

The Heavenly Dao?

The Heavenly Dao is dead. Let the Demon Dao rise in its place.

This is a brutal world of cultivation where only strength matters. The strong are revered. The weak are crushed like ants.

My name is Zhao Wuji.

And in my pursuit of immortality, nothing is forbidden. No law, no virtue, no limit shall bind me.