[Immortality + Fake Family + Hypocrisy and Darkness + No Female Protagonist] Transmigrating into another world, Jiang Cang acquires the uncanny ability of immortality—three generations of his own. His elder body dies of old age, so with my dying body, I'll venture into the remote wilderness, seize the divine elixir, and sacrifice my life to establish an invincible foundation for my descendants! His middle-aged body is at its peak, so with my prime, I'll build my family, control the situation, and act cautiously to protect my lifeline! His juvenile body is rapidly rising, so with my youthful presence, I'll defeat the prodigies, defeat the supreme, and dominate the contemporary world, letting all the world know—"My Jiang family, each generation is stronger than the last!"— Countless years later: A vast demonic god raises his fist to the heavens, piercing the desolate heavens—that's him. In endless hell, blood lotus blooms, suppressing the cycle of reincarnation—that's him. Amidst the madness of the Celestial Palace, the Immortal Lord sits, reigning supreme—still him.

Ronin, transmigrated into the body of a member of the Kurta clan, discovered he didn't possess scarlet eyes, but rather a pair of Sharingan. A pair of Sharingan capable of evolution, capable of granting him ninjutsu. And this was his Special Ability! ...When Uvogin unleashed his Super Destructive Fist, Ronin countered with the same Super Destructive Fist, only this time adding a touch of monstrous strength. When Killua used his Lightning Bolt Technique, Ronin activated his Lightning Release Chakra Mode. When Chrollo painstakingly gathered various abilities to unleash his full power against Ronin, he was sent to the gallows after merely glancing at Ronin's Mangekyou Sharingan, being stabbed repeatedly with a knife by Ronin for 72 hours. When Netero unleashed his Hundred Style Kannon, Ronin piloted his Susanoo to shield him. "Old man, let me..."

Peerless Tang Sect fan fiction!

Su Qingmu traveled across the Douluo Continent with the mission of hunting down Tang San, but arrived ten thousand years after Tang San became a god. This was during the period of Peerless Tang Sect, and Tang San was already a big boss in the world of gods. Let's see if the protagonist can counterattack and become a god, hunting down the God King Tang San!

[Fantasy • Transmigration • Villain • No Saint]

My name is Lin Fan. I'm just a mortal. In this world ruled by martial might, all I wanted was to survive, quietly and humbly.

But for reasons I don’t understand, everyone who once bullied me has ended up dead…

And somehow, I’m still alive.

Why? Because I’ll do whatever it takes to survive. No matter how low I have to stoop.

I’ve begged. I’ve bowed. I’ve swallowed my pride more times than I can count.

And strangely, people began to admire me.

Some are heads of noble families. Some are sect leaders.

Even scholars from great academies have written songs and built monuments in my honor.

They say I’ve done incredible things.

But… did I?

You’re not me. You don’t know what I’ve truly done.

Before powerful masters, I shrink back in fear.

Before great clans, I lower my head and obey.

Before enemies, I kneel and grovel without shame.

Because I am no hero.

I’m just trying to survive.

Forcefully brought over from the modern world to an alternate world, Wang Chong felt detached and lived his life aimlessly.

However, when calamity struck and he saw his family and everything he cared for being torn apart, he felt regret.

Thus, he stood up and eventually became the Grand Marshal of the Central Plains, leading an army against those who seek to destroy all he cherished.

Yet, despite all his efforts, it was already too late to reverse destiny.

But before his death, a shooting star, the same one which brought him to this world, appeared before him, and he was given another chance to undo his regrets.

"I, Lin Yi, am a store manager."

"If you have money, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

"If you don't have money, you'll be on your own."

"What? No money? Hey, close the door and let the dog out."

"No, open the door and let the guest out!"

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Completed works: "Journey to the Infernal Affairs", "Conquering Power", "Future Pioneer", "Super Dimension Invasion", "Dark National Martial Arts"

[Decisive and Ruthless, Avenging Every Revenge, Heaven-Defying Artifacts, Unparalleled Inheritance] A genius fallen from grace, worse off than a dog! Lin Xuan, abandoned by his sect and oppressed by his family, unexpectedly awakens the Hongmeng Emperor Scripture, gaining a heaven-defying inheritance. The Hongmeng Emperor Scripture encompasses everything: the supreme cultivation technique "Hongmeng Overlord Body Technique"; the primordial furnace that incinerates all things; the battle domain illusion that compresses time and space; the supreme swordsmanship that dominates the nine heavens and ten earths; the bloodthirsty ancestor of the demon race; the ancient true spirit that reigns supreme over the primordial world; and innate spiritual objects born from chaos… With this heaven-defying fortune, Lin Xuan rises to power, slaying geniuses, destroying great powers, traversing star rivers, devouring planes, and proving himself the Hongmeng Emperor!

Faced with a choice between family and self-interest, Ning Fengzhi must decide. No one can sway my thoughts; do they expect me to be grateful for a mere small favor? If feelings aren't absolute, then there are none at all; self-interest cannot buy family. When the Holy Lord returns to the pinnacle of the world, all beings must bow their heads.

The Heavenly Gate opens above the Twelve Towers; this is the highest point in the mortal realm.

How high can the highest point in the mortal realm truly be?

I wield my sword and arrive here. You so-called Heavenly Beings above the Twelve Towers, do you dare to face me?

I am Chen Yifan. They all say I am the shame of the Shadow Pavilion. Because when I'm carrying out cleanup missions, I always "accidentally" let one or two people go. My superiors scold me for being indecisive, and my colleagues laugh at my womanly compassion. Until today, the most valued genius of the Pavilion Master was driven to the brink of shattering of his Dao heart by an unsolved case, and knelt down to beg me to take action. I only glanced at the scene and chuckled: "It's so obvious, can't you see?" When I finished analyzing the truth and laid it out before them, the room fell silent. The Vice Pavilion Master, who had always ostracized me, pointed at me tremblingly: "You... who exactly are you?" I picked up the cup of spiritual tea on his table, a cup that no one dared to touch, belonging to the previous traitor, and drank it all in one gulp. "Someone who doesn't want to become a cold-blooded killing machine like you."