[True Farming Style][Prosperous Immortal Cultivation World][Mortal Style][Cultivation from the Start][Grass and Tree Monster]

Good news! I'm in the world of immortal cultivation! It's a peaceful and prosperous market town! It's time to start a business and make a fortune!

Bad news! Glass, gunpowder, and soap are all failing to sell! Using cola to seduce a saint, or using barbecue to seduce monsters, won't work! Why is productivity so high in the world of immortal cultivation?

Why do you get a stainless steel basin for free when you buy a Bigu Pill? What? Is it because the elders of the sect refined a lake's worth of steel while refining black iron?

Fortunately, I can still go farming.

Farming? Farm! Start as a spiritual plant master and cultivate a life of longevity and freedom!

This is a medieval fantasy novel about a pioneering lord. It has all the fantasy elements you could want...

Kill enemy upgrade system + insect nest explosion + intelligence flow

[Western Fantasy] [Noble Lord] [Fighting Magic] [Dragon and Knight] [Plane War] [Vampire Werewolf] [Decisive Killing without Saintly Virtue] [Slow-burn Farming] [Killing System] [Pseudo DND + Pseudo Cthulhu]

The plane war has begun, and the era of conflict is coming.

Dragons are roaring, demons are howling, new gods are rising, and old gods are falling.

"The nations of the continent call me the Gravedigger of the Kingdom, the Holy See calls me the Blasphemer, the demons of the Abyss call me the Executioner, and the gods of other planes call me the Plunderer.

But why are my knights and subjects singing praises of me as the most generous, kind, and secure lord they have ever met?"

"Actually, I don't like war. I'm just using it to build a piece of land that belongs to me."

I walked forward in the darkness, and finally forged the Iron Throne with blood and bones to rule over everything.

I want you to understand that the so-called gods are nothing more than more powerful life forms. As for that ridiculous justice, only the victors are qualified to write it!

From the Lord of Purgatory to the Throne of Glory!

——King of Slaughter, Lord of the Continent - Zeda Wales War Quotes

The introduction is weak, please move to the main text.

The early stages are slow to warm up, mainly because the worldview is large and there is a lot of foreshadowing.

It's not brainless, it doesn't lower the intelligence, and it doesn't torture the protagonist. It's all about the process of a protagonist slowly rising up and conquering the continent.

My name is Zhang Fusheng, an ordinary person in the Gaowu era.

But I can buy anything and I can sell anything.

Root constitution, understanding, cultivation, luck, life span, identity and destiny.

All you need is a piece of paper.

But the trader must be willing.

So I sell wealth to the poor and buy his health, and I also sell health to the seriously ill and buy his understanding.

I kept my understanding to myself.

I bought the decades of hard swordsmanship practiced by hundreds of swordsmen, and created a sword immortal who practiced swordsmanship for ten thousand years.

I also made a deal with the evil god trapped in the abyss, selling him my freedom and buying his loyalty.

But I found that this was too slow.

So I created a secret society in the shadows where people freely traded everything they needed.

Power, strength, everything.

I'll take some.

As I was smoking, people started calling me...

May you be blessed with infinite happiness.

Rokunomiya Ryo inherited a forger system from his rural grandfather and proudly became a blacksmith. However, the equipment blueprints are a bit strange: "Yoruha Force Standard Equipment," "Hunter's Strange Weapons," "Orihagan Imperial Weapons," "Void Weapons," "Relic Weapons," "Sinful Armaments," "Heroic Spirit Noble Phantasms," "Zanpakutō," and "God-Slayer"—thus, the Type 40 Tactical Rifle, the Undying Slash, the Tenseiga, the Meat Saw, the Haunted Demon, the Nichirin Blade, the Imagine Breaker, the Crown of Thorns, the Manga Biying Possessed, the Senbonzakura, the Heaven's Chains, the Holy Lance of Dusk, the Telephone Oven (tentative title), and so on appear! "Forging steel also tempers the heart! Reborn in a parallel world, inheriting Japan's legacy... (Based on the Terran world with an anime-inspired twist.) Two novels, "New Anime in Progress" and "I Can't Be the Director of Chaldea," have been completed. No delays guaranteed!

[Reincarnation, different world, daily life, adventure, battle, slow to warm up, no CP, no marriage, the author is a Buddhist]

Opening her eyes, she found herself in a world of swords and magic.

Magic, weapons, potions, combat skills... But who is singing softly in the abyss? For whom do the flowers of death bloom? When the bell of fate rings, whose cry is whispered in her ear?

Walking in the mist of time, where should she go all alone?

[Mysterious + Gray World + Multiple Extraordinary Paths + No CP + Semi-Invincible]

A strange gray fog shrouded the world.

The extraordinary flame was rekindled.

As the layers of prayers reached above the gray fog, the girl with silver hair and red eyes awoke in response.

Secret prayers, divination, curses, taboos; the real world, the gray world, the spirit world, the kingdom of the gods...

Lilith sat high on the Blood Rose Throne, with twenty ancient bronze thrones before her. "Since the gods regard mortals as ants and ignore the sufferings of the world, let us slay the sky and become the only true gods in the world!"

749th Bureau Confidential Files:

[In 2013, Lilith, the ancestor of the vampire clan, took control of the Kingdom of Death]

[Year 7 of the Mist Era, the Gray Realm Silver City converted to the Crimson Moon]

[In the 11th year of the Mist Era, a group of elves voluntarily transformed into Dark Moon Elves, swearing allegiance to Queen Lilith until death]

…

As the crimson moon hung high in the sky, countless high-ranking vampires beneath the Blood Rose Throne chanted devoutly:

Great Ancestor Lilith: You are the Scarlet King sitting high upon the Blood Rose Throne, the supreme ruler of the bright moon and the night sky; you are a great existence that does not belong to the past or the future, the only vampire queen in the world; please draw an end to this golden age, and we will follow you until the end of the world.

Lilith: "At first, I just wanted to lie down and do nothing, so why did things turn out like this?"

The God of Thieves and Games: "Someone is trying to show off again."

God of Fear and Blood: "This is the first time I've seen a devil more shameless than me!"

The god of bows and arrows, art, music, and prophecy: "I saw it, I recorded it, and this will be an epic poem that will last forever!"

The crystal walls collided, and the blue planet began to embark on an extraordinary journey. The game world of Game of Thrones, Middle-earth, how come these worlds are so familiar? The ancient tree of life, the ancient tree of eternity, the ancient tree of wisdom, and even the world tree in the holy tree world, everything is so dreamlike; everyone has an extraordinary dream, eager to break free from this ordinary life. This is a story about redemption, a story of ups and downs.

Good news: Fang Suichu has transmigrated to a world brimming with spiritual energy, waking up to find himself within a sect as a newly initiated disciple, complete with a system. Bad news: This immortal world is fake. The so-called immortal path here is closer to Chinese Cthulhu mythos, involving the cultivation of various bizarre curses. Furthermore, the so-called newly initiated disciples are actually being sold to these strange sects as cultivation materials. Even worse news: Fang Suichu's system genuinely believes this to be a legitimate world of cultivation.

Ji Chen, by sheer luck, traveled to the Interstellar Federation. Still hungry for the sweetness of advanced civilization, the Federation's borderland immigration quota, by chance, fell to him, despite his ordinary talents. Ji Chen: Brilliant! The sweetness of interstellar society won't take me, but the bitter cold of the borderlands won't forget me. So, I won't pretend anymore! Dimensional Sky Demon, awaken! Let me fill the borderlands, and I'll directly shepherd the myriad realms. The alien evil gods of the borderlands are rampant, but Ji Chen grasps them and refines them in an instant. When the evil gods descend, the Federation's powerful warriors are completely defeated. Ji Chen returns from the myriad realms, grabs an indescribable throat with one hand, stuffs it into his mouth, and asks with a smile: "Immigration is fun, not thinking..." Abridged version of the old synopsis: Human civilization has been exploring the stars for millennia, its territory stretching across the galaxy. In the Galactic Era, human civilization is transcendent, its influence reaching across the universe, even across dimensions, attempting to explore other multiverses. Starships, mechas, psychic powers, genetic evolution, superpowers... But even such a powerful human civilization isn't immune to its threats. Alien civilizations and cosmic evil gods constantly spy on humanity. Ji Chen, ready to enjoy the benefits of interstellar society, faces a downfall: forced migration to a dangerous, desolate frontier planet. Pressure! Fortunately, [Anomalous dimensional disturbances detected] [The dimensional demon juvenile is in place] [Adapting to the root laws of the multiverse, automatically gaining idealistic adaptability!] [Capturing coordinates of alternate worlds] With the dimensional demon in hand, Ji Chen has no more pressure. "Will this get me banned?" Ji Chen, a Class 12 citizen of the Federation, the record holder for property rights held by the Superpower Association, the Devourer of the Cosmic Evil Gods, and the Supreme Free Demon, trembled.

This is the best of times. Wizards, fresh from the Second Wizarding War, have entered their golden age. Countless wizards, aboard floating cities, have embarked on a grand voyage across the astral plane. But this is also the worst of times. The battlefield holds not only victors but also countless corpses fallen before victory. The flames of war have been ignited; no one can remain uninvolved. I am Gawain, an ordinary wizarding apprentice, but deep within my soul lies a scale of truth. As long as the scales are balanced, failed potions can be transformed into successes, incomplete knowledge can be filled in, techniques on paper can be mastered in an instant, and even the flesh and blood of nameless ancient gods can be refined into their essence… In this magnificent era, I will ultimately become the one who leads the way.