Lately, rumors have been circulating that I, Chen Xingzhi, am the same person as those reincarnators who terrorize newcomers—like the Daoist Xuanjun who spreads the Seven Secret Chapters of the Mysterious Lord, the sinister martial artist claiming to be the 18th-generation heir of Cthulhu-style Xingyi Boxing, or the Whisper of the Void, known for tricking others into signing dark pacts with eldritch gods.

Allow me to clarify: these are nothing but baseless slanders. As one of the first-generation reincarnators, I can assure you—we would never harm newcomers. If you’re new here and facing any challenges, you’re more than welcome to seek our help.

We’re more than happy to offer you warm and comprehensive starter support, including (but not limited to): instruction in Lovecraftian spellcraft, full-body cybernetic modification, and pact-forming with the Five Deities of the Virtual Realm—all to ensure your steady development on this path.

And let me emphasize once again: I, Chen Xingzhi, have absolutely not been experimenting on newcomers. I’ve merely helped them… shift genres a little.

I am the only one in the world who kills, and no one in the world kills me.

This is a crazy man, his crazy journey, endless journey, countless myths unfolding one by one, bizarre, no one knows the end of time and space, you don’t know, I don’t know, this is a crazy man for life, A journey for knowledge, to explore eternity.

Finally, I traveled through the world of immortality and succeeded in cultivating immortality, but you said that I will die in eight years?

Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could I die eight years from now if I was so handsome.

Wang Li, who had traveled through the world of cultivating immortals for many years and worked diligently to cultivate immortals, originally thought that he could break out of the world of cultivating immortals. As a result, the old Taoist in Fangshi told him that he would die in eight years?

Fortunately at the critical moment, the simulator starts.

A different talent entry is obtained for each simulation.

Son of the Damned: You will be unlucky all your life, and you will be unlucky to kill your creatures.

Horror Resurrection: Your presence, will attract something terrible.

The protagonist's halo: Your presence, making the creatures around you appear like idiots.

[Simulation + Invincible + Dark + Upgrade Flow] Li Changsheng traveled to the world of immortal cultivation and became a boy from a fishing village. He thought that he could only be accompanied by fish all his life, but he did not expect that on his eighteenth birthday, the anti-addiction system was lifted and the immortal cultivation simulator system was turned on!

As long as you have enough money, you can simulate as much as you want!

After Li Changsheng simulated tens of millions of times, he realized that the whole world was under his feet!

But what the hell is this title?

I want to become a sword immortal who rides the wind and flies with a sword!

You call me King Kong?

Yu Ke, holding the 'Kunxu Ding' in his hand, awakens again in this bizarre world of cultivation.

[Every reincarnation of a celestial being is a brand new beginning. ]

[Every choice you make represents a crossroads in life, please choose carefully. ]

With the help of Kunxu Ding, one can deduce past years and simulate various identities.

In his first life, he was of average talent and was the great-uncle of the Three True Masters. He eventually became a late bloomer and made great progress on the basis of martial arts in the human world. He was known as "the human world has been in ruins for three hundred years before this man appeared."

In his next life, he was a son-in-law of a rich family, and suffered from bullying. From then on, he read books in a small courtyard for ten years, and then he stepped into the immortal realm on land and shattered the void. The great Confucian scholar praised him for his "writing that shocked the wind and rain, and his poems that made ghosts and gods weep."

In his next life, he was a cowherd in the fields. At this time, war broke out all over the country. He put down his sickle and walked out of the fields, ending hundreds of years of chaos. He built a school and became a national teacher. Later generations called him "governing the country, cultivating himself, and pacifying the world. No one can be compared with him in a thousand years."

In his next life, he is the Book Collection History of the Great Zhou Dynasty...

In his next life, he ascended to heaven...

As the life goes by, Yu Ke returns to the present.

When he looked back suddenly, he was shocked.

His relics were actually dug out from an ancient tomb.

It turned out that his portrait was actually hung in the ancestral hall of the three major sects in the world.

The maid in the simulated courtyard has become the empress of the ancient demon sect...

When cause and effect come one by one.

Yu Ke is numb!

It was promised to be a simulation, and now it has become reality.

[Xuanhuan, Simulator, Plot-Driven, Ruthless MC]

Relying on the simulator, I discovered:

The dantian of righteous sect disciples hides man-eating insects.

After transmigrating, Su Ming bound a cultivation simulator.

He thought he had drawn the overpowered "Dragon-AoTian" script.

That is, until he succeeded in Foundation Establishment for the first time—

"Your consciousness fell into slumber.

You died! The end."

In the tenth simulation, the demonic cult's saintess suddenly grabbed me by the neck:

“Idiot! The blood patterns in your righteous sect's Foundation Establishment pills… are insect eggs!”

By the hundredth simulation, I finally saw:

The elders of the prestigious sects kneeling before the mother nest of sinister insects,

And the forbidden grounds of the demonic path suppressing an ancient monument used to slay these bugs.

When the entire cultivation world believed I had fallen into the demonic path—

I wielded a divine artifact obtained from the simulation

and split open the dantian of everyone, revealing the truth.

Qin Ming traveled to the world of immortal cultivation, but he didn't have a golden finger. With his mediocre talent, he was abandoned by his family and was ordered to participate in the sect's reclamation and recruitment mission, becoming a low-level spiritual farmer.

Every day he faced a cruel cultivation environment, a difficult life, and great pressure.

Until one day he came back from farming and found that what he harvested was a little different.

[Name]: Golden Spirit Rice [Term]: Weak Mana (Harvestable)

From now on, he managed steadily, worked hard to farm, and finally became a big boss.

There was a chaos in the immortal world, and everyone was dumbfounded.

"Is this the strength that a spiritual farmer should have?!"

"Show your cards, I'm just a farmer..."

Ye Ming traveled to the mortal world and accidentally discovered that he actually had the ability to upgrade similar to fighting monsters, and from then on, monks, monsters, and ghosts were all Ye Ming's prey. Let's see how Ye Ming fights from the human world to the spiritual world to the fairy world, and starts a wonderful mortal journey.

On a night as dark as ink, strange figures in gaudy, colorful garments march under the moonlight. Their faces are warped, frozen in eerie grins. They carry a grand sedan chair, stepping over grave soil, stained with demon blood, heading toward a den of monsters.

Among the folk, there is a chilling saying:

"When paper men bear the sedan, ghosts wail and demons howl — flee if you see them, and never draw near."

A long-lost legacy of the Zhimu craftsmen—those who craft ritual paper effigies—has resurfaced.

A reclusive youth inherits the art.

Controlling paper to kill, he hunts demons, spirits, and monsters…

Extracting their bones, peeling their skins, and crafting paper talismans to prolong life.

With paper as his blade and death as his ink—he walks the path of Dao.

This is a world of strange tales and twisted legends—

where rituals and music have crumbled, and gods and ghosts roam freely.

In this land, the unnatural is natural.

There are bizarre cultivators and vengeful spirits,

green corpse demons, mushroom folk, grass-horse beasts,

and even righteous gods twisted by evil.

The path of cultivation here is anything but pure.

One may choose the art of corpse transformation,

or delve into ancient Qigong,

brew lead and mercury elixirs,

summon wandering spirits,

or command paper figurines riding armored horses.

Into this crooked world stumbles Lu Qian,

a man who wields a mysterious golden mirror that deepens his mastery of all things.

With each glance into the mirror, his understanding sharpens—

and his path strays ever deeper into darkness.

Half Taoist priest, half madman.

Both righteous and wicked.

A true cultivator seeking immortality at any cost.