A family outcast, he was relegated to guarding a medicine garden, enduring endless bullying and humiliation. One day, a fortuitous encounter allowed him to cultivate a variety of elixirs for his own use. Genius is determined by aptitude, and I possess various elixirs, rapidly increasing my strength. From then on, I tormented geniuses, flirted with women, battled the powerful, and rose to unrivaled status, becoming the Supreme Martial Master.

Su Mo, an overworked office worker who died suddenly, transmigrated to the Immortal Martial Continent and became the genius peak master of the Sword Sect's Azure Cloud Peak. However, his good fortune didn't last long. His cultivation mysteriously stagnated for ten years, making him a laughingstock of the sect, the "cowardly peak master," and even his disciples became disloyal.

In his desperate moment, he awakened the [Hundredfold Return System for Taking on Disciples]: by taking on disciples and passing on his skills or bestowing treasures, he could receive a hundredfold return! With hope of breaking the deadlock rekindled, Su Mo immediately took action.

Under the system's guidance, he gained seven exceptionally talented female disciples: Ye Qingyi, the senior sister with an innate Dao physique; Lin Xiaowan, a maid with a troubled past; Luo Li, unparalleled in swordsmanship; Mu Yao, who cultivated both alchemy and poison; and Liu Ying, trapped in a puppet... Su Mo was gratified to have such wonderful disciples by his side. He diligently passed on his skills and treasures, and his cultivation bottlenecks indeed loosened, and his strength quietly recovered.

But little did he know that these seven disciples were all reincarnated! Their master in their previous lives—the ruthless and cruel "original body Su Mo"—had brought them endless betrayal and death. In this life, each of them harbored their own thoughts as disciples: enduring revenge, waiting for an opportunity to retaliate, utilizing resources... Beneath their obedient and respectful exteriors lay cold blades and bone-deep hatred.

Su Mo diligently used the system, watching his "disciples" grow with satisfaction, completely unaware that he was walking a tightrope. Triumphing in the sect competition, facing crises from powerful enemies, the impact of memories from his past life… When the bloody truth finally erupted, Su Mo was forced to reveal his identity as a transmigrator. A shocking reversal occurred, and the master-disciple relationship was reshaped amidst shock and suspicion.

However, having dispelled the murderous intent, an even more "tricky" problem arose—the disciples' eyes were starting to look strange. Gratitude? Dependence? No, it was a possessiveness bordering on the morbid.

[No abuse of the protagonist + multiple female protagonists + more traditional but not brainless + group portrait + multiple systems]

Ye Wuchen traveled through the world of immortal cultivation and joined the Penglai Immortal Sect, which was composed entirely of other time travelers. With the help of everyone in the sect, he gradually grew and eventually became the most powerful God Emperor.

Sect Leader: Even if Heaven comes, you must kneel down before me!

Deputy Sect Leader: I know your heart.

Big Brother: I've been eating too many elixirs, I'm tired of them...

Second Senior Brother: I can kill the Immortal Emperor when I’m in the Qi Refining Stage!

Third Brother: Reborn as a dog, I really want to fall in love...

Fourth Brother: Why don’t you let me be a good person?

Fifth Brother: Being obedient is a good thing.

Sixth Brother: My descendants total 100 million people...

Seventh Senior Brother: The beast tamer.

Eighth Senior Brother: What should I do if I spend more and more money...

Ninth Senior Brother: Thunder, don’t strike me!

The remaining soul of the great devil woke up in the ring after several years. The first thing he saw was that he was not dead, and the second thing he saw was the weak boy lying on the bed. Huh? No, the favored child of heaven fell from the altar overnight, was ridiculed by the family, his childhood sweetheart broke off the engagement, and there was a three-year agreement. What, who wrote this script? He actually became the golden finger for the good-for-nothing boy to rise against the sky? So the great devil smiled kindly and said, "Young man, I am your grandfather... No, no, no, I am your old grandfather." So this is the reason why the protagonist killed his harem, was exterminated by his father-in-law, his parents died tragically, his childhood sweetheart abandoned him, and became a star of misfortune? The great devil said that he would not take the blame. This is actually a

The Ganzhi has a body, plus longevity and immortality

But she actually traveled into the forest.

…

So what is the soft use.

When Ganzhi was knocked down by the wild beast for the first time, he was terrified. Is this the end of him just after arriving?

When he was bitten for the second time, Ganzhi was frightened for a moment but then calmed down and fought back calmly, thinking that she was weak and easy to be pushed down!

When she was knocked down and bitten for the third time, she remained very calm.

Ganzhi looked at his belly that was bitten through by the wild beast with a peaceful expression. This body had no internal organs, no blood vessels, no sense of pain, no expression, no bones... nothing.

She opened her eyes and listened to the sounds around her ears, which at least left her with hearing, vision and touch.

…

So, what kind of monster is she now... Can the general public still accept her?

System: Get stronger! Get stronger! Get stronger! Even if you are the strongest, you are still a human being!

…

Ganzhi: Where did this thing come from?

…

System: Let’s set a small goal first, to become the strongest person in the world.

Ganzhi's dark eyes deepened: She had the same idea.

A ghostly body? She's the strongest! She says she's human, so she is!

What about the second small goal?

System: Establish the world's largest power.

Very good, very good, the third small goal can directly destroy the world.

system:……

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One thought changes the sea, one dream cleanses the eternity!

Yan Ming is reborn to cover the sky, and becomes the Holy Spirit of Fire in the Holy Cliff of Beidou - the Three-legged Ancient Golden Crow. He

enlightens his mind and nature with the way of dreams, and rises in the era of great contention.

All the strong rise up, and the blood of thousands of people blends. At the end, a crow cries, and the emperor falls.

The ancient golden crow is fully developed, and a period of invincibility begins, covering the sky with a snap of a finger.

Although he has become an emperor with a holy body, he is ultimately no match for the spirit of the sun. !

"The Golden Crow is too strong, and it has taken away the glory that the emperor should have!"

As if it were a reincarnation, many people privately discussed and felt sorry for the holy body.

It is not a good thing for an emperor to be in the same life with Yan Ming, because he is too strong.

"Perhaps, he can be called the strongest holy spirit in history!"

Looking at the fairy bell in front of him, the old emperor of the Immortal Mountain sighed...

Crossing the old golden crow, carrying the fate of the ancient golden crow with the holy body, this is the road of proof that belongs only to Yan Ming!

He had seen the Qin King conquer the world and the dynasties rise and fall; he had seen Emperor Wu of Han defeat the Hu and punish those who offended the Han; he had also heard about the elegance of the Wei, Jin and Three Kingdoms, the prosperity of the Zhenguan and Kaiyuan periods.

Open... He is a Qi cultivator.

Qigong practitioners practice breathing in air to achieve immortality.

This is a story that has lived on in history.

Sitting alone in the mountains, I remain forever in the world. Watching the waves wash away the heroes of the ages.

I am a cultivator of Qi in the mortal world.

The green mountains remain, and the sunsets are still red.

Jiang Qing traveled through the world of immortal cultivation and awakened the mental illness system.

So...

[Ding! Triggering the scene task! ]

[Task difficulty: ☆]

[Risk index: ☆☆☆]

[Task content: pass chopsticks to the senior brother. ]

[Task reward: Nine-weapon sword control technique! ]

Jiang Qing shed two lines of tears after reading it.

With infinite fear and expectation, he took out the chopsticks he carried with him and handed them to the senior brother who was using the toilet next door.

"Senior brother, believe me!"

"I'm really not a mental patient!"

...

Several years later.

"In response to the recent rumors circulating in the immortal cultivation world, I must clarify that those things were definitely not done by me, Jiang!"

"I have good character and am deeply recognized by my fellow disciples!"

"Well, let's stop the interview here."

Jiang Qing put away the knife on the reporter's neck and said so.

Transmigrating to the world of cultivation, Lu Yuanzhou became a humble lotus farmer by the Azure Lake. Of mediocre talent, orphaned and destitute, he had only his three acres of white jade lotus pond and a half-finished cultivation technique for company. The path to immortality was arduous; the lives of rogue cultivators were as worthless as weeds. Foundation Establishment seemed a distant dream, and the Golden Core even more like a fleeting illusion. Fortunately, a mysterious white jade lotus platform quietly appeared in his mind. This object did not increase cultivation, nor did it impart any deadly techniques, but it could continuously absorb the essence of spiritual plants, nourishing himself, subtly purifying his spiritual power, nourishing his meridians, and solidifying his foundation! From then on, Lu Yuanzhou cultivated day and night, managing his cultivation steadily. Every spiritual lotus, every spirit stone, was cultivated with meticulous care; every moment of enlightenment, every bit of progress, was achieved with steadfast dedication. The outside world was ever-changing, with brilliant talents vying for power. Lu Yuanzhou, however, remained steadfast in his small plot of land, quietly cultivating, discreetly developing his abilities. He didn't care...