Chen Cuo had crossed over to the Chen Dynasty of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, becoming an imperial clansman. Expecting to tread a path of historical intrigue, he never anticipated the world's sudden surreal turn.

"Qi refinement, spirit cultivation, merits of faith... seems I've no choice but to seek immortality and ascension first."

Thus begins his journey—

By the willow shade, beneath pine shadows,

Spine steeled, all worldly ties released;

Reining in the Monkey of the Mind, bridling the Horse of Will—

Only whispers of eternal life grace the moonlit breeze.

And as the ancients proclaimed:

The Heavenly Dao lies vast and unseen,

Spirits and gods shrouded in mist.

Yet when the sun declines at noon,

Shadows emerge from the Ninth Abyss.

To the readers: I almost forgot to post this, but it'll be available on the 29th. I hope you'll support me and let me be a decent person. The dog copy can't describe the dog content of the dog story, which is hard to describe in words—the chosen one, the mortal master—the owner of Breathing of the Sun died after beating up his inhuman brother. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself reincarnated. He became a half-demon, and he also had a brother who was not human...

(Hegemony, fantasy, unification, beauty)

Are there any kings, princes, generals or ministers who are of different species? They unified Jiangdong, occupied Xu and Huai regions, swallowed up Jingchu, achieved hegemony, and were the only ones who could rule the country. They unified the southern land, went north to the Central Plains, unified the country, rode their horses across mountains and rivers, attacked the Huns in the north, and continued the style of the Han Dynasty!

He was accidentally reborn in the chaotic late Han Dynasty, but became the nephew of a local lord. Unfortunately, his uncle was about to die, so he had to stand up and rely on the remaining soldiers and generals to establish himself in Jiangdong, defeat Sun Ce, unify the six counties of Jiangdong, and achieve hegemony.

I heard that there are two Qiao sisters in Jiangdong, who are as beautiful as flowers. I must get close to them and see if they are as beautiful as the rumors say.

I also heard that the beauty from Jiangdong, Bu Lianshi, is extremely beautiful, with every frown and smile captivating the heart. So I can't let her go.

The legendary Madam Du, who even Guan Yu coveted, is now lying obediently in my arms.

As his ambition grew, he embraced famous women all over the world and gradually called him Liu Zei.

About the paper-making artist: This is the late Ming Dynasty in Liao Zhai: In the second year of Tianqi, Su Hao, the young master of a paper-making shop, always believed that he had traveled to the normal late Ming Dynasty, and studied hard to prepare for the imperial examination, until... His father, who was blind in one eye, had a broken arm and no legs, tremblingly handed him a tattered book: Son, this is the secret book passed down from our Su family's ancestors. From today on, it will be passed on to you. It's up to you to learn it or not. "Su Hao looked at the tattered book in his hand that contained the secret art of making paper figures, with a confused expression on his face! This is the late Ming Dynasty in Liao Zhai, where evil ways are rampant in the world! Feng shui, physiognomy, horse-riding, martial arts, temple priests, witches...

[Era] [Times] [Time Travel] [Farming] [Decisive] [Counterattack], Li Guoqing traveled to the 1980s and found himself in the body of an uneducated, married man. From then on, he had a wife, a child, and a pair of peculiar parents. After traveling through time, Li Guoqing was obsessed with making money and did not want to change his fate through studying. With the knowledge he learned in the modern era, as well as his pity for Cuihua and the child, and to help the laid-off villagers get out of poverty, Li Guoqing decided to stay and lead everyone to start a business. However, he encountered Sun Qing and Sun Changhao, a father and son, who suppressed his entrepreneurial journey. Li Guoqing relied on his own ability to counterattack step by step...

Song Jinxiu transmigrated into the body of a peasant girl. Her s*umbag Father had taken a new wife, her Mother had been cast aside, and now Song Jinxiu was left to fend for herself while caring for her crippled Brother, young brother, frail Mother, and Meimei (Little Sister). Determined to carve out their own path, she split from the family and started anew.

With a magical space at her fingertips, she struck it rich overnight. Strategic and resourceful, she led her kin in transforming their fortunes and elevating their status.

Yet—

How could a golden-scaled dragon remain in a shallow pond?

At the first sign of wind and cloud, it would soar to the heavens!

A new soldier who had just been recruited for a few days, after entering the military camp training of the Total War system, turned into a fanatical madman.

An old farmer who had been farming for half his life, was fooled into working in the arsenal of the Total War system, and immediately became an assembly line worker who devoted himself to the Total War system without salary.

A group of profiteers half-believed and half-doubtedly entered the bank of the Total War system, and then became a loyal and shrewd economic pillar.

The corrupt bureaucrats, from the moment they entered the city hall of the Total War system, they were only loyal to one person in their hearts.

Reincarnated as the female leader of a nomadic tribe, Shoukang Xiuqiu commands ten thousand people. They lack clothes and food, and winter is approaching fast. The tribe suggests she lead raids to steal grain from the Central Plains people. She immediately slaps the suggestion away and angrily scolds them, "How can we stoop to being beasts?"

Just when she’s starving, a beautiful young woman from the Central Plains arrives, offering a thousand shi (a measure) of grain as payment, asking her to rescue her brother who is trapped in the Anubi tribe. The tribe scoffs, saying, "Anubi has forty thousand troops. Let alone that we can't defeat them, Anubi and us share a common ancestor. Why would we help you fight our own people?"

Shoukang Xiuqiu sees the beautiful woman—pitiful and lonely, with no one by her side—and thinks, if she’s not rescued, she’ll probably be kidnapped by another tribe and become a breeding slave. How miserable that would be. Plus, they’re running out of food. Without hesitation, she agrees: "Alright, I’ll go to Anubi and get your brother back."

Her tribe warns her, "Leader, we’re the lowest-ranked tribe. By the rules of the steppe, we don’t even have the right to enter Anubi’s territory."

Shoukang Xiuqiu’s face is expressionless as she replies, "Then we’ll just set a fire, force them to come out and talk to me. That way it won’t count as us entering!"

The tribe’s jaws drop in shock: "Uh!!! Leader, are you serious? How can we possibly fight them?"

She boldly declares, "I’m just inviting them to join our big family, to strengthen our forces. If they refuse, then we’ll join them. Either way, we’ll get your brother back."

The tribe mutters: "Such a fierce woman!"

The beautiful woman from the Central Plains looks at this demon named Shoukang Xiuqiu with wide, amazed eyes, filled with great interest.

From then on, the tribe called Aguan, once unknown in the chaotic era of the Hu people, stormed northwards, slaughtering Hu soldiers and tyrants. The world was stunned, and they became famous overnight. Later, they established Western Wei, uniting all ethnic groups in a flourishing era, ending a century of chaos in the Central Plains.

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One day in the camp, Shoukang Xiuqiu was being teased by her subordinates again.

"She’s obviously a Hu woman, but she kills Hu people so enthusiastically, you’d think she was from the Central Plains."

"Exactly, and she even married such a beautiful wife."

"What does that have to do with the leader marrying a wife?"

"It means she’s a henpecked husband. We call her the 'wife controls the hitter,' or simply 'wife rules.'"

Shoukang Xiuqiu was so angry she wanted to beat up those bastards. Suddenly, a soft, fragrant body hugged her from behind, sweetly whining, "Ah Xiu, Ah Xiu, I found something I like."

Her expression softened instantly, full of affection. "What has my lady found this time? Buy, buy, buy! We have money to spare!"

Xiao Hao nuzzled her cheek. "There’s a plain near the sea in the southern country, perfect for growing lychees and longans—you know how much you love them. So I want to buy some."

"Buy it! I’ll send the carts right away."

Xiao Hao suddenly whimpered and complained, "But they say I’m a fox spirit, a calamity to the country, and refuse to sell to me. Not only that, they say they wouldn’t even throw it on the ground to feed the dogs."

"The southern country dares slander my lady like that!" Shoukang Xiuqiu’s killing intent rose. "Bring me the marching maps! From now on, we’ll never be short of lychees again."

"Once we conquer them, we’ll eat for free and to our heart’s content!"

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Because of lychees, the southern king whose country was destroyed muttered:

"Damn! Those treacherous merchants fooled me!"

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Theme: Embrace the light, be strong and unyielding.

The most important thing for people in middle age is to survive. If they die suddenly, their property, daughter, and even their wife may become the property of others.

The Pope of the Spirit Hall, Qianxunji, has passed away. So, it's Ye Tianqiong's turn to perform.

Even if Qianxunji is just a pile of scum, Ye Tianqiong can use it as a fulcrum to stir up the continent.

In 1789, he led Chinese workers to conquer the United States: In 1789, Washington became the first president of the United States of America. On this day, a group of heroes will appear one after another; on this day, a legend will kick off; on this day, an evil dragon is about to take off into the world. However, a young man, a young man from China, a young man from China in the 21st century. With a mysterious system, with a group of angry labourers, with the anticipation of the Lord's world. Putting everything to an abrupt end. The hero will be buried, the legend will be rewritten, and the evil dragon will be slaughtered. . . . . "Drive a long car and step through the gaps in Rocky Mountain". The ambition is to eat the flesh of the barbarians when you are hungry, and to laugh and talk about drinking an ounce of blood when you are thirsty"