Those who forge a weapon are craftsmen, those who master a technique are masters, and those who establish a path can become masters! This is a story of an ordinary person cultivating immortality, a legend of the rise of the weapon-crafting path. Li Wan, a grassroots cultivator, embarks on the path to becoming a grandmaster of weapon crafting through a series of fortuitous encounters. ...With millions of words of completed work and a proven track record, you can read with confidence. Please recommend, collect, and subscribe to support the author. The author's fan group: 42355392

Nine soul pets, nine fetters.

A hall of robbery souls, a bizarre adventure.

I looked down at them and they called me by my name.

I look up to the sky and write my legend.

“My name is Xia Lin, and I am the Lord of the Soul of Myriad Tribulations!”

Chen Feng transmigrated into the body of an impoverished Taoist temple abbot, only to be harassed by bandits demanding repayment of debts right from the start, while his apprentice was so hungry he had to eat tree bark.

Just as he was preparing to flee, the "Incense Offering to Godhood System" activated—

You can become stronger by participating in a lottery, but the prizes are all bizarre and unbelievable!

[Five Thunder Talisman] blows your own shoes off; [Bigu Pill] makes you fart with spiritual energy after eating too much.

The male protagonist's pectoral muscles swelled dramatically after consuming the [Breast Enhancement Pill], and he was hit on the head with a rock right after using the [Invisibility Talisman]...

He originally intended to focus on making money, offering blessed stinky tofu and a one-day tour of the sacred spring, and turning the Taoist temple into a 5A scenic spot.

To everyone's surprise, the goddesses started fawning over her one by one—

A cute village girl feeds him porridge and wipes his sweat; a cold and beautiful swordsman shields him from a knife; a seductive saintess pretends to be a ghost to flirt with him late at night.

A drunken female warrior hugged him and exclaimed, "Good wine!" A princess in distress asked him to help her restore her kingdom...

Chen Feng: "I'm just a lowly Taoist priest working for a living, don't come any closer!"

Goddesses: "Master, who will you choose?"

The hard work of life, the careful calculation of cultivation, the increase and decrease of mortgage interest and Dantian Qi.

Only the beef soup at the street corner food stall at midnight, mixed with the smell of sweat and rust from the body-building equipment, can taste the hot life of grassroots warriors - after all, the desire to reach the pinnacle of martial arts must first survive the Huabei repayment date next month.

As the world changes, Zach is alone in the middle of the forest.

The entire planet has been ruthlessly introduced into a multiverse. In this universe, countless races and civilizations fight for power and dominion. Zack finds himself trapped in the wilderness, surrounded by deadly beasts and demons. Lonely, lost, and without answers, he must find a way to survive and grow stronger in this new and brutal reality.

His only weapon is an axe, and he must find his family before the world collapses... or he will die.

Waking up one morning, she found herself transformed into her boss, the Grand Diviner Fu Xuan. With a wave of his hand, he assigned tasks to his subordinates, then simply lay in his rocking chair and await the results. Qing Que had never imagined that the most suitable position for slacking off wouldn't be in the library, nor among the sect leaders, but at the top of the hierarchy. But could this leisurely life truly continue as she wished? "Time to work, Grand Diviner!" Looking at Fu Xuan's signature "kind" smile on her face, Qing Que felt like crying. Why can't I slack off even now that I'm a Grand Diviner?! PS: This book is also known as: Oh my god, the Grand Diviner has caught Qing Que's charm! PS2: You read that right, it's a lovey-dovey story about Fu Xuan and Qing Que, abbreviated as Fu Qing! PS3: Almost entirely unrelated to the main plot!

From the moment Jianmu appeared, everything came to a standstill. Everyone's consciousness awoke in an even more illusory world. No one understood what all this meant, but everything within that illusory world was recast as apocalyptic. All forces began to reshuffle, until a single figure emerged who had found hope...

Time began to flow again!

A journey of escape of the gods, this is the judgment of the gods by the human race!

Having crossed over to Earth, Lin Jing opened a shop and lived a leisurely life. He spent his days tending his small shop and his nights immersed in virtual games. Who would have thought that a simple tap of his finger could change the course of history? In the game 【The Mysterious Immortal World】, a wine worm mocked by the Red Water Shrimp ultimately devoured the eerie celestial canopy obscuring the heavens, becoming the savior "He". From then on, the shop's doors were no longer ordinary. A catwoman with drunken eyes, after only drinking a cup of wine from the shop, comprehended the incantation of the God of Wine that could annihilate eternity. A lone wolf, seemingly a cosplayer of the Snow King, ascended to the Blood King's Court with the shop's ordinary wooden sword. One day, the "repayer of kindness" knocked on the door of reality. In 【The Mysterious Immortal World】, the Heavenly Dao Miss offered tea: "Young Master, this servant has come to repay a debt of kindness." The Blood King's army revived from the Qin Terracotta Warriors, their roar like a tsunami: "Greetings, Divine Throne!" Lin Jing was bewildered: "I was just..."

Time flies like an arrow, yet fate is as unpredictable as a bow. Zhou Man's life was filled with hardship; he sought perfection but could not achieve it all. He thought he could defy fate and attain the Great Dao, becoming the emperor of Qizhou, but on the day of the Fengshan ceremony, he was besieged by a thousand sects and perished on Jade Emperor Peak. The past faded away, and in a dream, he returned… Above the Sword Pavilion, the golden bells rang again; within White Emperor City, the goddess's song still echoed. That year, in the thatched hut at the foot of the mountain, her frail mother, to prevent her from learning swordsmanship, raised a rusty woodcutter's knife and chopped off her little finger. Sixteen-year-old Zhou Man, clutching her wound, sat under the eaves, listening to the rain all night. - Reborn, how will I live? - Live however I feel most comfortable. Note: 1. (Face rolling on the keyboard)

I have one sword that can cleave heaven and earth, I have two swords that can cleave the sun, moon, and stars, I have three swords that can cleave the nine heavens and ten earths... I have nine swords that can cleave through countless reincarnations. You, will you accept my sword?