Muscles + System Points + Decisive Killing + No Female Lead + Physical Training to Godhood

Lin Jingyu transmigrates to a demon-infested world, awakening a martial arts modification system. From Iron Palm to the Eternal Undying Body, he relentlessly slaughters demons and sacrifices his own body, achieving physical sainthood in a world with sparse spiritual energy through sheer force. Whether it's a projection of an evil god or a chaotic demon god, they are all shattered by his single punch, forging an eternal myth of power!

Yu Yuan transmigrated to the prehistoric world and swallowed the unformed Di Jun and Dong Huang in one gulp.

Is he going to follow in their footsteps?

Damn it! He's not going to participate in the Lich Wars!

So he stayed on the Sun Star, spending his days watching birds and drinking tea.

Who knew that the Witch Clan would become increasingly powerful, and the entire prehistoric world would kneel and beg him to come out of seclusion.

Nuwa: "If Fellow Daoist Yuyuan does not become the Demon Emperor, our demon race will perish!"

Zhen Yuanzi: "Fellow Daoist, you still have the mood to drink tea? The primordial world is a scene of utter devastation!"

Hongjun immediately turned red and warmed up, then ran to the Sun Star to invite him: "If you don't come, Heaven will make arrangements for me!"

Male-oriented fantasy | No female lead | Protagonist has an incredible background | Has a system to help him out | Complex power dynamics (Slightly mind-bending, proceed with caution)

When Yun Changyuan woke up, he found that he had transmigrated into the body of a beloved young prince. Unfortunately, being a beloved prince was not easy, because he discovered that he was just cannon fodder.

The king's adopted son, his nominal elder brother, is actually the future chosen one...

Just when he thought he would become enemies with this chosen one, the other party turned out to be a doting brother.

After wandering through multiple worlds, he thought he had reached the pinnacle, only to find that the starting village was the real terror, a place everyone wanted to enter. What are the secrets of the Heavenly Dao? What is the reason for his several reincarnations? Yun Changyuan proceeds cautiously, playing a game of chess with the Heavenly Dao from all sides, and finally unravels the ultimate ancient mystery.

After sixteen years of studying opera, he stepped onto the stage to vanquish demons and gods.

He played Bao Gong, and the ghosts cried out for justice as Yama, the King of Hell, was beheaded by the dragon-headed guillotine.

I'll impersonate Zhong Kui, vanquish demons across the land, and capture evil spirits to enjoy with my wine.

The dancing Guan Yu, with his unwavering righteousness, sweeps away all injustice with his Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

Singing of the Great Sage, with his mighty cudgel rising, the jade sky is cleared of dust for ten thousand miles!

...

"A mere actor dares to pretend to be a god?"

Deep within the Yin Mountains, a ghost king uttered a mocking voice.

"An actor?"

Zhou Sheng suddenly opened his phoenix eyes, Guan Gong's robe billowed without wind, and his crescent blade trembled with a dragon's roar.

"Waaaaah!"

The painted-face singer's voice is like a thunderclap from a clear sky, accompanied by the rapid beat of gongs and drums. The Azure Dragon splits open the gates of hell and single-handedly goes to the meeting to capture the demon!

With all the demons vanquished, Zhou Sheng stood stroking his beard and began reciting lines in a theatrical style.

"The demonic aura has vanished, and the world is now clear and bright. You must remember:"

I am—the Marquis of Hanshou, the Great Emperor Xietian, the Holy Lord Guan!

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[Transformation] + [Refreshing Story] + [Single] + [Level Up]

Killing any creature will level you up and drop rewards?

She woke up to find herself a stunningly beautiful bandit's wife, about to be brutally humiliated.

The original owner was fierce and resolute; she died with a single white silk ribbon.

But here I am!

When the system panel unfolds before your eyes, you can level up and become stronger by [defeating] enemies!

To hell with the wedding night, to hell with being at the mercy of others!

From the moment she killed the bandit leader, Su Qinghan was no longer the delicate young lady she once was!

Demons roam freely, and feudal lords rise up in unison?

Perfect, these are all experience points for me to ascend to godhood!

What, the number one beauty of Qinghe?

What delicate young lady?

I'm here to slaughter my way through this chaotic world!

People say that women are inferior to men, so I, as a woman, will slay all the demons and monsters in the world and eliminate all injustices!

Lin Ruhai transmigrated, but simultaneously traversed countless worlds, each of which he assumed a minor, insignificant identity. Even the cheat-like abilities that transmigrated at the same time could only share memories, not power. Even so, he refused to give up. Every Lin Ruhai was me, but each version of myself had a different environment, experiences, and way of thinking. When countless different minds opened their hearts and communicated without any barriers, countless wisdoms would emerge. *Laughing at the World*, based on the Evil-Repelling Star-Absorbing Technique, forging the Burning Heart Great Art—as long as the heart is extinguished, I am immortal. *Under One Person*, drawing three corpses from the body, merging demonic thoughts into the Dao, cultivating three hearts and two minds. *Infinite Terror*, four inner demons, cellular rebellion? But I am all, and all is me. *Covering the Sky*, I, one of the two great immortals, aspire to become an immortal for eternity. *Lord of Mysteries*, beneath the witch's skirt, the hunter sets fire...

Overseas islands, the Hundred Schools of Thought;

Qi-practicing sorcerers and martial arts-practicing brutes.

This is a vast and expansive world.

The Zhou Dynasty, which ruled for eight hundred years, was old and its majesty had faded, leaving only a last vestige of its power to cling to power.

The surrounding feudal lords and states were eyeing it covetously, eager to divide and devour it.

On the outskirts of the empire, by the South China Sea, Chen Zhuo, born a lowly pearl diver, opened his eyes.

What we see is this scene of peace still remaining, but chaos about to descend.

I thought I would spend my whole life struggling to make a living in the sea, just like my deceased father and grandfather, who would be buried in this vast ocean at some point.

Unexpectedly, he awakened his innate supernatural powers one day.

It can reflect all kinds of skills in the world onto oneself.

Where there is effort, there will be reward.

......

Chen Zhuo has come a long way.

Unbeknownst to them, they had acquired numerous titles.

Zhuchi Hubaoyi, Qinghe Qianjiao, Nanhai Tenglong, Dazhou Zhenhai General...

However, what he liked most was people calling him by a name:

"Martial Immortal!"...

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."

I've read many novels about the prehistoric era, but none of them were what I wanted, so I decided to write one myself. Mainly, I just wanted to test my inspiration; whether it's good or bad doesn't matter, as long as I'm having fun.

[Spiritual Spring + Space + Famine Escape + Infrastructure Building + Farming + Strong Female Lead, Satisfying Novel] Qiao Ran, a descendant of a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners and ancient martial arts practitioners, transmigrated! The original owner of this body was almost sold by her second aunt to the foolish son of a wealthy man named Wang. During the argument, she was pushed off a cliff and died. The orphaned Qiao Ran transmigrated into the body of the eldest sister of a large farming family, and the whole village was fleeing famine. Just when she was feeling miserable, she discovered that her original farmhouse had turned into a portable space. The courtyard had fruits and vegetables, chickens, ducks, sheep, rabbits, and a spiritual spring. Wow, is this her golden finger for transmigrating? No food or water on the way to escape famine? Not a chance! Vegetables, radishes, cucumbers, sweet potatoes, even refined rice, white flour, live rabbits, chickens and ducks... she could pick them up as she pleased, it was simply too fantastical! Crossing high mountains, fording rivers, fighting tigers and wolves, killing bandits... she finally arrived at the outskirts of the capital, only to be assigned a desolate mountain with dense grass and miasma to build a village. Difficulties? No problem! She rolled up her sleeves and got to work! Qiao Ran led her fellow villagers to reclaim wasteland and cultivate the land. Grains, vegetables, fruits, and herbs, all nourished by the spiritual spring water, became extraordinary, turning into the most sought-after luxury goods in the capital. Their abundant wealth attracted envy, and all sorts of shady characters sought to seize it by force. A masked man she rescued on the road declared, "Who dares to take advantage of my Ranran?"