【Cultivation】【Pure and refreshing text】【Strength crushing】

On the eve of the Uchiha clan's extermination, Wang Xiang traveled through time and space to become a young man from the Uchiha clan.

This body is called Uchiha Yuehen, and his ninjutsu talent is very ordinary in the Uchiha clan. If nothing unexpected happens, he will die in the night of the clan annihilation.

But the appearance of Wang Xiang was destined to change this outcome.

Because he is a Yuanying Zhenjun in the world of immortal cultivation! And he is also an evil cultivator who will do anything to achieve his goal!

The growth of evil cultivators was very fast, not to mention that this was a low-dimensional world. The corpses killed by Itachi became the first wave of nutrients for Wang Xiang's growth.

Wang Xiang practices evil ways and becomes stronger and stronger...traveling through the worlds of Japanese comics...

Legend has it that when the earth loses peace, the Saints will appear to uphold justice.

I traveled through time and space and became Seiya to protect Athena and win the next holy war. After three years of training myself, my little universe awakened, my sixth sense was fully developed, and I could already swing the Pegasus Meteor Fist that tore through the sky, and even mastered other fighting techniques. Okay, now I'm fully prepared! My little universe is already eager to start a series of wars with the evil gods!

But tell me, what is the god of disobedience who betrayed his own mythology and descended to the earth? Seiya looked at the little girl in front of him with a cat-ear knitted hat, which Athena am I protecting? !

At the end of the dynasty, famine was rampant and foreign enemies invaded the borders. Lu Yu transmigrated to this world, and his family was expelled from the clan and forced to live in a temple.

The family struggled desperately, when suddenly their intelligence system was activated.

Occupation: Hunter

[Green Intelligence]: There's a roe deer on the hillside in front of the mountain, barely alive after hitting a tree. You can retrieve it within an hour and obtain its pelt and meat. The success rate today is 80%.

[Orange Alert]: A rare large black fish has been spotted in the mountain lake. It is on the verge of death due to a sudden heavy snowfall. Using tools may yield a catch. The chance of obtaining it today is 50%.

[Red Alert]: A fugitive is being apprehended in the back mountains using a black longbow. A large reward awaits his capture, but beware of his fierce counterattack. Today's drop rate: 10%.

Lu Yu, relying on the intelligence system, avoided danger and lived a life of luxury.

While others gnaw on tree bark, the Lu family has a constant supply of meat.

Gradually, Lu Yu noticed that more and more people were following him...

[Lord of All] + [Fresh Article] + [Farming] + [Fantasy]

The Cangyuan Continent was torn apart by the cracks in the Demon Realm. Everyone awakened the Lord System. Others summoned dragon knights, magicians, and berserkers, and used monsters as playthings for entertainment.

Zuo Tai, an orphan from the lower class whose parents were exploited to death by the nobles, only received a "useless talent" on his awakening day.

[Plant Cultivation Expert (F Rank)]: You can plant Peashooters, Wall Nuts, Sunflowers...

"Hahaha! A useless talent matched with a useless lord. Farm the land faster, maybe you can even kill the monsters." The noble lord taunted while riding a flying dragon.

The monster tide has broken through the defense line.

Zuo Tai immediately entered the Cang Yuan Realm and silently planted a field of sunflowers. "Sorry, my sunflowers don't produce sunlight, they produce magic crystals. At this rate, I'll never use up all the magic crystals!"

The pea shooter started spraying seeds, and the monsters were instantly turned into a hornet's nest.

The nut wall stood firm and the monsters couldn't cut it.

Also, Zuo Tai actually has a second hidden talent - the Lord of Zombies.

The fearless zombies rushed towards the pile of monsters. The monsters were tired of fighting, but the zombies were not dead yet.

"Who dares to say that plant zombies can't flatten the demon world?"

While others were still worried about not having enough magic crystals, Zuo Tai had already started to worry that the warehouse was not big enough to store the magic crystals.

"Report to the Lord, the zombie army wants to taste the flesh of the demon god!"

"Wait, let them finish moving this batch of magic crystals first."

If a character dies, the game ends.

That's how it should be.

It wasn't until Hanazawa Riyue saw the cursed spirit perched on a passerby's shoulder during one of her outings.

Hanazawa Ritsuki: ...This isn't right!

Then arrived were Teacher Wu, who had become a rebellious teacher at a high school; the cult leader Jie, who had become the head of the curse masters; Fukuro Jinji, who had tried to sneak into his house with a child but was stood up; and Ryoumen Sukuna, who threatened to kill him if they met again...

Suddenly, I remembered a series of confusing actions I had taken in the game.

Hanazawa Ritsuki: (=ω=；) Tease, I'm going to wash up today...

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[PS: The pairings at the end of the main story are not yet determined (because the author wants to write about all of them). There will be side stories with each character, as well as some imaginative side stories (the four currently confirmed are: Gojo Satoru, Natsuyu Suke, Fushiguro Jinji, and Ryomen Sukuna)]

What to do when you're out at sea without a ship? Allen: "Steal someone else's." What to do when there's no one on board? Allen: "Dig someone else's." What to do when there are people but no supplies? Allen: "Rob a warship." Treasure, famous swords, Devil Fruits, where do the women come from? Allen: "Brothers, look! There's a transport ship that's practically floating on air, it has everything!"... Transmigrating to the world of One Piece, relying on Baki's cheat abilities to rise to power in the East Blue, starting with just his fists, he steals everything—people and ships. My name is Allen, and I advocate for freedom. (A million-word completed high-quality One Piece fanfiction is already available; readers are welcome to jump in and get crazy!)

[Lotus Above Peach Below] [Lotus and Peach CP] [Slightly angsty]

I don't know how to write a summary, so I'll just select the main text...

Clutching the empty Fontainebleau bottle, Hu Tao staggered and crashed into Funina's cabin door. Before Funina could speak, she threw herself into her arms, reeking of alcohol.

Funina instinctively held her waist, and before she could speak, a kiss with a sweet, wine-like scent landed on her lips. It wasn't gentle, even a little clumsy, and Hu Tao's nose brushed against her cheek. "Funina," she buried her face in the other's neck, her voice muffled yet exceptionally clear, "I... like you... Fufu."

Funina's fingers froze. She was used to Hu Tao's fussiness and dependence, but she never imagined that this intimacy would turn into a confession. The words stuck in her throat, and looking at the expectant eyes of the person in her arms, she didn't know whether to nod or shake her head.

After waiting for a while without receiving a response, Hu Tao slowly straightened up. She saw the hesitation in Funina's eyes, and the astonishingly bright look in them instantly dimmed. She didn't say another word, but simply loosened her grip on the wine bottle, turned around, gently closed the door, and let her footsteps fade into the distance without looking back.

Another name.

"Fou, You Smell So Good!"

What will happen when an SCP object first appears in the cultivation world?

What despair would it be if a lofty swordsman were dragged into a Dark Souls dungeon and endlessly rekindled with fire?

When the overwhelming interstellar insectoid race clashes with the world-destroying magical powers, who will prevail?

My name is Luo Yi, a transmigrator who gave up cultivating immortality.

With an ancestral spirit tablet that connects to the memories of Earth, I transformed my past life's fantasies into the myths of this world.

SCP Foundation, Cthulhu Mythos, Azeroth, Silent Hill...

The calamities you see as natural disasters are my creations; the ancient secret realms you speak of are my designs; the unparalleled opportunities you pursue are bait I casually tossed out.

I, behind the scenes, wield my pen as a sword.

Welcome to... my world.

In 1946, World War II had just ended, and the United States entered a golden age of rapid development. Enzo Greco, an orphan from another era, was discharged from the army and immediately unemployed, desperately needing a career change. His plan was to attend university, using his education as an invitation to sit at the table and claim a slice of the golden age's pie! But difficulties arose one after another: the exorbitant tuition fees of prestigious universities left him strapped for cash; the bleak state of the orphanage also made it impossible for him to stand idly by. Money! He had to make money immediately! *Grey businesses, family feuds, the "principle of silence"... As a Sicilian immigrant to America, Enzo possessed a "scale of luck"—doing good deeds could offset misfortune. "My time in charge of the family has never been smooth sailing." "But fortunately, the storms have always been one step behind me"—a great philanthropist, industrialist, fashion icon, king of nylon...

When the online game *Gods' Realm* launched, I chose the worst class, the [Elemental Mage], and was ridiculed by the entire school. The school beauty broke up with me in front of everyone. She didn't know that I was reborn and activated the SSS-level talent [Infinite Upgrade]! Fireball → Meteor Shower → World-Destroying Forbidden Curse! When the game became real, and demons descended, while powerful nations struggled desperately against the beast tide, I stood atop the city walls, and with a wave of my hand, a ten-thousand-meter-long sea of ​​fire incinerated the heavens. They called me the savior. I smiled; this was just the power of one of my skills. Later, when I snapped my fingers and froze the Pacific Ocean, the whole world understood—I alone am a catastrophe.