Earth’s top weapon specialist’s soul crossed over to an alternate world, merged with Rebirth Martial Emperor’s memories, cultivating Nine Dragons War Sovereign Technique, sweeping through all opposition with invincible might!
Able to refine medicine, capable of crafting weapons, and knows the art of inscription….
Being skilled in all professions is the way of kings!
This is the story of a crazy lich who possesses an internal game system and brings catastrophe to the entire world.
“Let’s look at the daily quests today… it’s the damned choose one-of-two-options-type again. Destroy a town with a population of 30,000 people or above; reward: 10,000 evil points. Steal lollipops from 3 children; reward: 1 evil point. If neither of the quests is completed, then 2 points will be deducted.”
“Tsk! You think I’m s*upid? If I really destroyed a town, a crusade of Epic-ranked Holy Knights would definitely come hunting me down. Even if I earned the points, there wouldn’t be any life left in me to spend them. I better just go be a kindly lollipop bandit.”
I’ve already had enough of being a notorious lich. Who says that a lich can’t be a good person? I’m definitely going to beat this damned system and be an upright and dignified good man.
There was no light in the dark of night, only war drums sounded and war cries shouted. A young man listened carefully, it was his heart beating and blood flowing.
What lies hidden in the darkness ahead? Is it a man, a god, or…a monster?
No path could be the best, for infinite are the journeys possible underfoot!
Lu Zhou wakes up to become the world’s most powerful and oldest villainous Patriarch, and finds that he has nine notorious disciples who are full of evil. His eldest disciple is the leader of the Nether Sect with thousands of minions, and his second disciple—Sword Devil—always slaughters others at the slightest disagreement…
Without his cultivation base, how will he handle these evil disciples?
His eldest disciple, Yu Zhenghai, said, “I’ve never had a rival in my life, and no one but Master can make me bow my head.”
His seventh disciple, Si Wuya, said, “We can’t eat or sleep in peace as long as the Master is not dead!”
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His ninth disciple, Yuan’er, said, “I’ll remember what Master said and be a good person.”
In 1668, my city was voted the best safe place in the country.
I have made an indelible contribution to this.
Because I got caught.
An unknown disciple from a small sect battling against the strongest in the cultivation world! The long journey working at cultivation, the realization of destiny, and the chance to reach the apex of the world.
Some are born great, some achieve greatness and some have greatness thrust upon them. Zuo Mo is a zombie faced low level cultivator in a minor sect of a little world. Ever since he was picked up by the sect leader two years ago, he has no memories of his earlier life except a recurring nightmare. Navigating the rigid class structure and intricacies of the cultivation world, as one of the lowest possible of the lowest class, Zuo Mo’s dream is to earn money, and lots of it, through being a spiritual plant farmer. A chance occurrence reveals that someone powerful had changed Zuo’s features and erased his mind. The money grubbing zombie decides to set out on a journey of cultivation to find out answers. Fate colludes with chance, the drums of war are beating, the ghost of his past is coming…
“What I want, the Heavens shall not lack!”
“What I don’t want, had better not exist under the Heavens!”
This is a story that originates between the Eighth and Ninth Mountains, the world in which the strong prey upon the weak.
“My Name is Meng Hao! The Ninth Generation Demon Sealer, I shall seal the Heavens!”