For the three months since arriving in this world, Chu Nan has been seeking this kind of elixir, sparing no expense to obtain even one, even if it means squandering his entire fortune.

Having a natural talent is a way for the few from the lower class to break through social barriers, but even after he spent all his wealth, he still failed to achieve his goal. Who would have thought that just when Chu Nan had resigned himself to his fate, he would receive one from Lü Lingqi.

This favor... is huge!

The problem is, if we follow the course of history, Lü Bu, who is now the ruler of Xuzhou, is not far from his demise. Although this world has extraordinary powers, the history that Chu Nan has learned here is no different from the history he already knows. It seems that there is no difference between everyone being extraordinary and no one being extraordinary...

Looking at the porcelain bottle in his hand, Chu Nan hesitated for a long time before finally succumbing to the temptation. He opened the bottle, poured out a small, bright red medicine the size of a longan, gritted his teeth, and swallowed it...

One day, he transmigrated into the world of *Dream of the Red Chamber*, becoming Jia Huan, a despised little kitten. He was coldly treated by his grandmother, schemed against by his stepmother, and disliked by his brothers. Even his own sister, Tan Chun, looked down on him, lamenting that Bao Yu wasn't her biological brother. So be it. The books Bao Yu refused to read, Jia Huan would read. The essays Bao Yu refused to write, Jia Huan would write. The fame and fortune Bao Yu didn't want to pursue, Jia Huan would strive for. His stepmother was a noblewoman, so he would use his literary talent to win her a first-rank imperial title. —Later. On the day of his successful examination, parading through the streets, his cousin from the Lin family of Yangzhou arrived in her sedan chair. Lin Daiyu lightly lifted the beaded curtain, glancing sideways, and saw a young man in a crimson robe, his eyes bright as stars. Daiyu: I knew my grandmother's mansion had a magical jade pendant; seeing it today, I know the rumors are true…

Duan Yu traveled through time and became the mainstay of Xianyin Pavilion in the Dawu Empire.

Legend has it that there is a tribe of Asuras from Hell who will one day descend upon the earth and destroy the world.

Legend has it that this world is neither real nor illusory, a world where heaven, hell, and the human world overlap. For millennia, night watchmen have guarded every corner of the world where a possible gate to hell might exist.

What does this have to do with me? I just want to find a rich woman.

However, one day, his eyes were gouged out and replaced with a pair of golden magic eyes.

From then on, his life changed completely.

The Divine Realm will open every few centuries. As countless powerful individuals enter to vie for the fragments of godhood, demons will also descend. Waves of brave young warriors will embark on their journeys. ...[Innocent]

The immortal fate is encountered in the state of death, but the road to immortal cultivation is even more difficult!

Because the dying immortal cultivators need to experiment with incomplete skills, Xu Fan, who has low qualifications, is accepted as a disciple.

The power of the Taoism released by this incomplete skill is only half of that of ordinary people.

Is it a blessing? Is it a disaster?

Open your eyes, the world is already full of scars.

Deception, betrayal, conspiracy, concealment, hypocrites, real villains.

This is destined not to be a peaceful cultivation. Let's see Xu Fan stand proudly between heaven and earth in the face of hypocrisy!

Three years ago, he was a young master of noble status and followed by many people. A conspiracy happened, and he was hunted down by the Zhao family and expelled from the Xiao family. Three years later, he returned to this city with a terminal disease and a mysterious power. He was no longer unrestrained and romantic... He only hoped to die in her hands before he died. But a series of events involved him in the conspiracy again. He was no longer Xiao Mo, but the terrifyingly strong Ji Mo... "Me? Afraid of death? Ridiculous! Do you know what I experience every night at twelve o'clock... It's a hell worse than death!" His fiancée is about to marry someone else, and the mysterious terminal disease disappears day by night.