What is a genius? Capable of comprehending any battle skill regardless of the skill itself and sweeping away the bottlenecks while cultivating a new technique; this is a true genius! He Yiming was originally an ordinary youngster in the He family’s estate with not too extraordinary aptitude in learning martial arts.
However, after a fortuitous encounter, this ordinary youngster became what people refer to as genius in a single leap. Possessing an aptitude for learning martial arts which would leave people in awe, regardless of whether it’s his clan’s Houtian Scripture of Five Phases or various Xiantian scriptures of legends. Regardless of whether it’s mental techniques or battle skills, he can comprehend them all in their entirety at a frightening speed. Martial God, with martial as its name, using the most simple and direct approach, thrives!
Riel, a polished and self-serving psychiatrist, accepts a heartfelt invitation from a game developer to enter Superrealism, a fully immersive neural simulation game.
In this class-stratified virtual world, where thought transmission, brainwashing rhetoric, self-hypnosis, and the binding power of oaths reign supreme, Riel awakens a unique class—the “Articulator”—and begins a journey of radical upheaval.
But the deeper he ventures, the stranger the world becomes. The more he uncovers, the greater his fear grows.
The Inner Society, Future Infinite Monopoly Corporation, Cognitive Restructuring, The Source Realm of Consciousness—unbeknownst to him, he is already entangled in a multidimensional war fought within the mind.
Between genes and memory, ideology and the continuity of life, the Ship of Theseus drifts steadily into uncharted waters—toward the ultimate truths of existence.
A story of time-travel. Sly and cunning, she unexpectedly became a sickly noble lady whose fiancé is merciless and demotes her to a lowly concubine. She sneers and bravely breaks off the engagement. To hell with s*umbags, marry heirs to lords, blind the courts with her brilliance.
But, my Lord, we agreed that we are only partnering to scheme against others, when did you start to treat acting as real? Hey, hey, don’t touch me.
The Lord smiled slyly, “Your hands are too cold, let me help you warm them… Your feet are cold too, let me help you warm them.”
“Why don’t you just say that my whole body is cold and you need to warm it all up”, Murong Xue said indignantly.
The Lord nodded, “Good idea!”
Murong Xue – speechless. Hey hey hey, where, where are you putting your hands?
[Follow the ship + second year + funny + make up for regrets + no heroine + the most realistic world view =? ]
This book is a slow burner, with the East China Sea chapter having more original plot, and the Alabasta chapter starts to take off!
The young Wudang Taoist priest was brought to the world of One Piece by a strange book.
He met Luffy who had just set out to sea and was invited on board.
In order to change the world, Byakuya chose to become Luffy's vice-captain.
During the Battle of Marineford, Bai Ye used the true meaning of Tai Chi to control the two top Taoist magics, the Golden Light Spell and Fenghou Qimen.
Become the number one pirate in the One Piece world.
Even the Straw Hat Pirates' companions were brought to the world's top battlefield by Bai Ye.
"Nami, look at the weather stick I made for you. You can control the wind, rain, and thunder."
"Zoro, look at the sword I made for you. What a quality it is. A guaranteed large blade."
"Sanji, why learn the Six Marine Styles? Do you want to learn my Wudang Cloud Ladder?"
...
The introduction is weak, please move to the main text, which is mainly to make up for the regret.
[True Survival Cultivation · Longevity · Rejuvenation · Ruthless · With women but no heroine · No Saint]
A modern man, worn out by the rat race of urban life, finds himself transmigrated into a brutal cultivation world, only to continue the same endless struggle.
Near the end of his lifespan, he finally gains the favor of the legendary Immortality Dao Fruit and regains his youth.
Now reborn and determined to survive at all costs, he embarks on a long and cautious path of cultivation.
To protect his Dao and pursue eternal life, he will stop at nothing, ruthless when needed, never naïve, and always ready to lie low when the storm hits.
This is the story of one man's quiet, calculating rise to immortality... through lying flat, staying hidden, and surviving everything.
(There is no CP on this article)
Song Wandeng traveled through the world of immortal cultivation and became a chores disciple.
She watched her senior brothers and sisters go to the secret realm and fight for resources, while she quietly farmed and planted everything!
"Junior sister Song, it's bad. Your fiancé was beaten to death in the secret realm. Why are you still farming? Aren't you going to take revenge?"
Song Wandeng: What's there to take revenge for? Just plant another one. What's the fuss!
One day, Xu Mo got off work as usual and heard some noise coming from the trunk. He opened it and saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk!
Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment – this was a new type of reality show.
The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour.
But when Xu Mo was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn.
“Damn, this isn’t how the script goes. This Xu Mo is too bold, he’s not following the rules at all.”
“Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?”
“The female celebrity has been scared to tears!”
The darkness is shattered to the extreme, and the light brings absolute power. When the talent that surpasses Wu Siduo is displayed in Douyi, and when Shrek Old Seven breaks free from his restraints, the whole world will be set off by huge waves.
The purity of soul power surpassing that of an ordinary soul master at level 40 not only brings about an insurmountable difficulty of improvement, but also a leap in combat power.
She practiced alone at first, and became invincible on the continent in the later period.
Zhao Ding suddenly transmigrated to the Great Qian Dynasty, becoming the border-guarding Prince of Yan. With no grand ambitions, he had no desire to dominate the world or become emperor—fearing an early death, he only wanted to live freely as a local ruler in his fiefdom. His days were spent leisurely walking his dogs, tending to flowers, teasing maids, and casually inventing repeating crossbows and divine cannons for self-defense. While he sent memorials to the court feigning poverty, he secretly developed his territory.
And so, eight years later...
Beyond the Great Qian border, watchtowers rose from the ground, divine cannons lined the city walls, and a 30-meter-high concrete fortification stood tall. A wartime thoroughfare wide enough for eight carriages side by side stretched below, with countless hidden networks weaving beneath.
Before anyone realized it, his fiefdom had become an impenetrable fortress.
Tags:
Domination, Transmigration, Emperor
Year 312 of the Great Yu Dynasty.
The Demonic Sect rose in revolt, the Eastern Bureau was annihilated, the Lin faction collapsed.
That year, chaos swept the land—
The martial world surged with danger, and the dynasty teetered on the brink.
At the heart of it all—
Was the mysterious death of the Demonic Sect’s Saintess.
“This case is closed. You’re no longer a suspect.”
After yet another round of questioning, Chen Yi returned home and opened the door.
The Saintess of the Demonic Sect—who should’ve been dead—
Was curled up on his bed, trembling.
“Master…”
She called out to Chen Yi.
Once his mortal enemy in a past life,
Now—his concubine in this one.
…………………
The Empress Dowager, ruling from behind the throne.
The pure and untainted Saintess of the Demonic Sect.
The one-armed swordmaster ranked ninth in the world.
The divine woman of Mount Taihua who had cast off all emotion.
The chivalrous, tender-hearted master of the Spring-Autumn Sword Sect…
They were all surrounded by bloodshed and schemes.
They were all once his enemies.
All of them had once wanted him dead.
So now—
They’ve all been brought to their knees,
Swallowing their pride and bearing their shame.