He woke up to find himself transformed into Li Chengping, the third prince of the Qing Kingdom.

Thinking of the future when the imperial power would be usurped, he secretly vowed that he would never become a puppet emperor!

Li Chengping had planned to develop his skills secretly, but things didn't go as planned. A royal decree appeared, plunging him into a vortex.

Ding! Congratulations, host, for activating the Book God System!

[Receive a mystery gift pack!]

[Reward: Top-tier martial arts techniques "Supreme Sword Dao" and "Heavenly Sword Realm"!]

From then on, Li Chengping soared to great heights, unstoppable!

With a righteous spirit, one can cultivate the majesty of an emperor, combining strength and gentleness, and win the hearts of the people!

Si Lili: "The biggest mistake I ever made was meeting him!"

Haitang Duoduo: "I will live my whole life only for Li Lang!"

Fan Xian: "Choosing the Third Prince as an opponent was a foolish decision!"

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(Group Portrait + Regrets of Many Female Protagonists + Legends of Jianghu + The Road to the Great Dao + The Black Sword Zhang Family Succubus Ancestor)

Originally, I was a playboy from Wang Quan's family, and I enjoyed listening to music in brothels.

I have a younger brother named Wumu. He is very cute and delicate.

What a pity, things are unpredictable.

Wu Chi looked at Wu Mu and cut off his own robe.

He said sternly: "From now on, you and I are no longer brothers!"

I, Wang Quan Wuchi, Zhang Wuchi, the Three Crazy Taoists

Use the sword to kill and slay all the evil spirits!

(The reason for the young master's death in the underworld is also privately set.)

There are at least three heroines, but in the end the heroine will disappoint Wu Chi and start chasing after her husband.

Location: San Francisco Time: 1924… He could load a Winchester lever-action rifle with one hand. He was an expert in American Iaijutsu. His Mozambique shooting was simply divine. He could deflect oncoming bullets with a Qi-style scalpel. He instilled deep fear in thugs. …This was an era of extravagance, an era of jazz, an era of Prohibition, an era of suit-wearing thugs, an era of ambitious men, an era of Li Yu. …“Young men, remember this! Never mess with a Chinese man wearing a long black overcoat and a black suit, with an M1911 pistol on his left leg and under his right arm, a Winchester lever-action rifle in his left hand, and a Qi-style scalpel in his right! He is ‘Like a Dragon’!” “Why is he called ‘Like a Dragon’?” “Because he can single-handedly destroy a Mafia family! He’s simply…”

At the end of the Second Age of Gods, the 50-year-old Rōzen, along with the two kings of Uruk, co-created the epic. In the early remnants of the Age of Gods, the 1000-year-old Rōzen joined the Golden Fleece expedition and participated in most of the legends and great adventures of Greek mythology. In the middle remnants of the Age of Gods, the 2500-year-old Rōzen witnessed firsthand the life of the Child of Light and his adventures in the Land of Shadows on the battlefields of Ireland. In the final vestiges of the Age of Gods, the 3000-year-old Rōzen officially retired from the Knights of the Round Table. Then, as Rome's past glory faded into dust and the Renaissance began... [Resentful Mage]

After entering the world of cultivation, Gong Zhuang originally intended to expand his power through the profits he earned from dungeon raids! But the problem quickly arose: what should he do with all his spoils? Ant Realm—hiding here and there, shooting and moving! Daoist Fellow Realm—negotiating with all parties, cleansing the boat! Senior Realm—why should I explain my actions to you? When he finally reached the pinnacle of this realm, he saw the countless Dao Lords and expressed his heartache. "Ask me to ascend?" "But you won't even honor me as the Supreme Saint Master!"

To most people in the academy, Mijaan was nothing more than an ignorant nobleman's son who possessed only the talent of a spellcaster and an excellent appearance, yet spent his days indulging in beauty and wasting his time.

How could such a useless person gain the unwavering loyalty and devotion of so many powerful individuals?

“Young Master Mijaan, I want to become your knight.”

The silver-haired half-elf girl knelt on one knee before the black-haired boy. Her face was filled with nervousness and anticipation, and her pale pink lips were pursed.

He was transported to Japan in 1912, only to discover that this bizarre world was inhabited by yokai (supernatural beings), and that as a samurai, he had an obligation to slay them? Fortunately, despite this hellish start, Taira no Harunobu awakened a system that allowed him to draw unique sword techniques and items from various works by training disciples! Under his careful tutelage, the older sister next door learned Thunder Breathing and Lightning Return, becoming the Inari Soul Sword Saint; the little girl who used to roam the streets mastered Laurent's Mind's Eye Blade, becoming a peerless swordswoman with every strike finding its opening; and the noblewoman lawyer was inspired by the Ashina style, mastering the profound principle that everything can be a sword… Huh? Why are there only girls in the dojo? Nonsense! Isn't he a man?! — So said Taira no Harunobu, the Swift Wind Swordsman, the Eternal Sword Saint, and the Guardian of the Samurai Clan.

Having transmigrated into the body of Toshiro Hitsugaya and already knowing the plot, he naturally wouldn't allow himself to be merely a promising genius. He wanted to become stronger, both to make the most of his fortunate new life and to live freely in this world of death gods.

(Starting with master-level swordsmanship, farming, and conquest) After retiring from the military, the meritorious sergeant major Rice returned to the barren "Griffin Frontier" with his life savings to live as a wealthy free man. He wanted to stay away from the empire's conflicts and live a quiet life.

However, his "already awakened" transmigrator soul, and the [Pathfinder Panel] that was only activated upon his retirement, destined him to be anything but ordinary.

When Rice finds a dying werewolf girl burdened with a blood feud at her doorstep during a severe blizzard—the gears of this once-silent frontier begin to turn.

Faced with greedy inferior nobles, rampant monsters, and the empire's corrupt order, Rice calmly wiped his standard longsword.

"There's no other way. In order to get a good night's sleep, I have no choice but to turn this land into my empire."