Zhang Zhuoqing, reborn as a lower-ranking person, was picked up by the old Celestial Master and taken back to Longhu Mountain, becoming the youngest and most trusted disciple there. While the old Master was guiding him through Qi cultivation, he activated a weapon refining system, allowing him to earn rewards by refining more weapons. From this point on, Longhu Mountain underwent a dramatic transformation, along with the arrival of a strange weapon refiner.

Old Heavenly Master: Zhuoqing, take your time when refining your weapon. Longhu Mountain can’t forbid it from being made...

Zhang Lingyu: Junior brother, you said this is a "smashing firecracker", why is it more powerful than my palm thunder?

Zhang Chulan: Um... Junior Master, do you have any powerful, specially crafted life-saving magic weapons? Could you give me a few?

Quan Xing: This is so scary! How come there are so many weird things on Longhu Mountain!

Zhang Zhuoqing: Products from Longhu Mountain are guaranteed to be top quality! Once shipped, no returns are accepted. Warm reminder: If the refining effect does not meet your expectations, please refer to the actual product.

Lynn transmigrated into Panlong, becoming an unregistered and powerless nobody. He was thrown into a mine the moment he landed, becoming a slave with only a number. The dimly lit mine reeked of blood. The overseer's whip lashed through the air with a piercing shriek, its strikes burning like fire. The other miners around him were either exhausted or beaten to death. Looking at his dark brown skin, clutching the blood-stained iron pickaxe handle, just as despair began to creep into Lynn's heart, a mechanical voice suddenly exploded in his mind: [Infinite Talent Simulation System activated…] "Simulation?" Feeling the pain spreading throughout his body, Lynn looked towards the overseer in the distance, whip in hand…

When a modern soul accidentally falls into a medieval-style magical fantasy world, what the protagonist sees is not entirely romantic—there is the dazzling light of magic and the honorary oaths upheld by knights, but it lacks the nourishment of diverse cultures: entertainment is the same old tunes repeated by bards, aesthetics are trapped in the rigid framework of the Middle Ages, and information is spread through the inefficient path of word of mouth.

To break free from this monotony and gain a foothold in this other world, the protagonist awakens memories of Earth's civilization, thus beginning a "cultural export" that transcends time and space. He uses words as a blade to dissect the spiritual wasteland of this other world; he uses passion as a torch to ignite people's desire for new things.

The story is filled with both the emotional resonance of literary works, allowing the inhabitants of this other world to glimpse different lives and thoughts for the first time, and the unexpected warmth of everyday life—a cup of hot wine offered by a stranger knight, a piece of bread reserved for him by a small merchant. Set against a backdrop of a retro era, the protagonist not only spreads culture but also explores himself—finding his value in creation and sharing, undergoing a transformative growth amidst the unknown and challenges, and ultimately adding a unique touch of brilliance to the world of swords and magic with the cultural spark of Earth.

The kingdom's nobles indulge in decadence, the northern barbarians stir, the desert orcs gather strength, pirates roam the seas, and the elves still bask in their former glory. The glory of the gods still shines brightly. Richard travels to this era and becomes a pioneering noble. The wasteland is fraught with danger. He has only the Empire Wind and Cloud System to rely on.

"The Demon Team is strong? That's because they haven't met me yet!" Zhang Ziling glanced at the surviving members of the Central Continent Team beside him, a smile playing on his lips. His familiarity with the plot, coupled with the special exchange, had brought about a complete transformation within the Central Continent Team. "Why does a healer need to learn close combat, trap setting, Unyielding Will, Life Burn, and finally, stealth?" "Are you stupid? A qualified healer must first survive!" "Big brother, I'm an assassin! Why can't I fight him face-to-face?" "Idiot, can't you use a clone? And assassins need to kill with a single blow. What kind of nonsense are you learning?"

In 1408, the Timurid Khanate had fallen from its heyday, the Ottoman Empire was on the brink, the Byzantines had remained resilient for a century, and the Mamluks were trembling with fear as they recovered their lost territory. Peace seemed to have returned to the world, temporarily. However, this world was somewhat different from what Li Rufeng remembered—generals with horns, emirs with tails, sages with clairvoyance, and slaves who rotted but remained immortal... Having traveled to the Timurid Khanate, Li Rufeng was grateful for a cheat code for Mount & Blade II, allowing him to steadily advance as a shaman in a small steppe tribe, awaiting the right opportunity to "mount and blade" across this vast Central Asian landscape. [Note: The following appears to be unrelated and likely a separate topic.] Dear readers, I offer you a sincere chapter. Starting a new book is undoubtedly the happiest time, because it's time to dig new holes. This project is a foray into a new genre. My first book was a book-starved adventure, a mishmash of The Witcher set in the Warhammer 40k universe. The second, influenced by Cyberpunk 2077 and The Boys, aims to be a Punisher-esque story. If you're interested, check out the author's other works, "The Witcher of Games" and "I Give the World Destruction and Rebirth," on QD. This third book, "On a Young Dream," is inspired by a fictional scenario about the Roman Golden Horde posted on Bilibili. The early scenes will be set in the chaotic Timurid Empire following the death of Tamerlane the Great. Writing this story has been a self-learning exercise. Through this alternate history, I've been actively exploring the historical transformations of the Arabian Peninsula, Transoxiana, and even Central Asia from 1410 to 1500, filling in gaps in my knowledge. As for the introduction of the Faith of the Four Winds, it's purely a matter of personal interest. Some Warhammer experts have suggested that the Four Winds' name suggests a Warhammer origin, likely referring to a 40k short story describing the sudden rise of Chaos faith in a savage world. After all, introducing a completely new faith into a land already riven by religious conflict couldn't be worse, could it? Moreover, this faith carries with it truly transcendent power. How would those zealots who fought for Constantinople for centuries react? Creating a captivating, or at least intriguing, world through my keyboard is a deeply rewarding experience, and I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. P.S.: Finally, due to my own limitations and lack of accurate documentation, if anyone finds any historical errors in this article, please point them out and I'll promptly correct them. P.S.: The historical Turkification of the Timurid Khanate was very thorough, so the tribes I described earlier that still believed in the primitive belief of Eternal Sky probably don't exist. However, for the convenience of the subsequent plot development, I will assume that the Islamization of the Chagatai Khanate was not that serious, and that a large number of Mongol people in the Eastern Chagatai Khanate still retained respect for this primitive belief. P.S.: New books are not easy to write. If you are interested, please cast your valuable votes and feel free to leave a comment in the comment section.

An accidental journey led him into the world of the D&D game, where he also managed to acquire a fragment of the Chaotic Kingdom.

He only wanted to develop his skills quietly and survive, but he was surrounded by beautiful women and powerful enemies, and was forced to embark on a path of no return.

The elven saintess is as gentle as water, the vampire lady is incomparably charming, and the dragon-born lady is as fiery as fire.

When he looked back, he found himself surrounded by mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with all living beings prostrate beneath the throne.

Since that's the case, then let me be crowned emperor and restore the order of this world!

The vast universe is a battlefield! Advanced civilizations use planets as their testing grounds. Zerg, mechanical ascenders, space beasts, psychic empires... myriad races stand side by side, vying for supremacy! Humans, guided by martial arts, pilot interstellar mechas, fighting for their lives. Su Yu, transported across time with his "Class Transfer Panel." "Basic Class [Blood Warrior] + Absorb [Dark Matter Crystals] = Class Transfer [Dark Star Ripper]!" "Primary Class [Psychic Warrior] + Analyze [Zerg Overlord Brain Core] = Class Transfer [Void Soul Devourer]!" "Advanced Class [Immortal Martial Master] + Smelt [Stellar-Class Power Reactor] = Class Transfer [Radiant Star God]!" Feeling the terrifying power surging within him, enough to crush a small planet with his bare hands, Su Yu slowly rose from the shattered alien mothership. He gazed into the depths of the starry sky, at the Titan Zerg swarm obscuring the galaxy and its continent-sized mothership...

[Let characters from different worlds be hunters to save the world!]

There are always monsters that transcend common sense in the world. They are either the center of the ecology or the destroyer of the ecology. Monster hunters will appear at such times.

The so-called hunters are strong, righteous and brave, and are the guardians of the natural ecology... unless they encounter some special circumstances.

Hunters, unite and love (justice gang up)

Hunters, be strong and unyielding (unlimited cat cars)

Hunters, protect the environment (collection addiction)

Come and join our monster hunting gathering! You are the next monster hunter to protect nature!

Jotaro: Kaz! A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet! Your next sentence is...

Shield Hero: The heavy crossbow is a turn-based game

. Kazuma: As a swordsman! No cat car is victory!

A pile of meat paste that the Elu cats just dug out from the monster's stomach was pulled back to the camp by the colorful dazzling cat car, and quickly turned back into Nie Chiwu's appearance in the camp.

Nie Chiwu: Unlimited cat cars and unyielding are the real way of fighting! I will go to that guy's mouth and die again, and let the Felyne cats beat him to vomit again... This is the strongest

[Farming + Magic + Action + War]

Levi Norman is the eldest son of the current Duke of Normandy. Because of his laziness, foolishness, and dissolute nature, he was exiled by his father to the poor and remote region of Gelland after he came of age.

Barren land, impoverished people, dilapidated cities, weak soldiers, rampant bandits, and the watchful eyes of powerful neighbors.

Having transmigrated, Li Wei only had a few dozen guards who were also abandoned, and he faced numerous difficulties.

...

"Lord Rexxar, you only have one main task! That is to make money for me! Make money! And make more money!"

"Money isn't everything, but you can't do anything without it!"

"War, what a fascinating yet cruel word! It makes the losers lose everything! It gives the victors everything! Power! Wealth! Fame!"

"Elite? I'll take on the elite! Bring the Meteorite Tribe's magic cannons and blast them to smithereens!"

"I may not be a saint, but I just want the people who follow me to live a decent life! What a load of bull, slavery! Bah!"

...

Beneath the empire's calm surface, undercurrents surged; driven by ambition, various nobles were eager to make their move.

Dwarves, elves, snake people, sea creatures, and monsters!

Powerful magic, formidable combat skills, mysterious traditions, and devout believers.

A hundred races coexist, a life-or-death battle, an epic of magic!