[No Saint-Like MC] · [No Harem] · [No System] · [Cold and Calculating Cultivator]

“My name is Li Changsheng,I seek the Dao of Immortality!”

Immortal or demon? It makes no difference.

I crave only one thing, eternal life and absolute power.

Beneath the Nine Netherworlds lies a place known as Youming, the Netherworld. In this brutal cultivation realm, there is no right or wrong, no light or dark. Only power reigns.

The strong rule.

The weak are nothing but ants.

With the Netherworld Tower in hand, Li Changsheng sets foot on the treacherous road of ascension, a path toward enlightenment, immortality, and domination.

The Jiuzhou Continent contains an era of chaos and fiendish demons, haunted by mysterious beings and fraught with feuding martial families, demonic sacred grounds, and endless struggles between various powers. Conflict is a constant throughout the world.

Within such darkness, Gu Chen opened his eyes to this reality.

At the same time, he discovered that as long as he slew these fiendish demons and ghosts, his cultivation strength could continually elevate.

Killing a Panic Level Demon yields a decade's worth of cultivation.

Slaying a Ghost Level Fiendish Ghost brings thirty years of cultivation.

...

Eventually, one day, staring at the endless swarm of fiendish demons and world-renowned grandmasters in his path, Gu Chen chuckled lightly, "Are you able to withstand this fist of mine, charged with 1600 years of cultivation?"

In the celestial empire, during the ninth year of the Mandate of Heaven,

Chaos reigns across the land, and the people suffer.

The royal governance collapses, and western barbarians with their pantheon of gods invade.

New warlords arise, claiming territories; the Taiping rebels wreak havoc, leading to widespread misery.

Calamities like floods, droughts, earthquakes, sandstorms, tornadoes, acid rain, blood moons, and meteor falls occur in succession.

Countless demons roam, strange beings thrive, spirits mingle with the inexplicable, and mysterious phenomena arise.

In these dark and tumultuous times, Tao Qian opens his eyes to find himself about to be beheaded at the vegetable market...

Place of Birth: Bone Sea Identity: Skeleton… In the next moment, Yun Ming, still in a daze, was swept into the battlefield. Thus, a bewildered gray bone was ruthlessly hijacked by fate. What kind of unknowns will he face?

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The world swam into focus through a haze of gray-white mist, the only sound a persistent, dry crackling in unseen ears. Yun Ming’s consciousness flickered, slowly anchoring itself to a body lying flat on… bones. Countless bones, forming a desolate, shifting landscape beneath him. He tried to sit up, but agony exploded through his frame, sharp and absolute. Looking down, he saw not flesh, but gray-white ribs. Above, slender leg bones stretched where his own should be.

“I… am a skeleton?” The thought echoed in the hollow cavity of his skull, a silent scream of disbelief swallowed by the oppressive mist. Around him, other skeletal figures stirred, mindless automatons rising from the osseous sea, only for some to suddenly collapse, scattering back into the landscape like brittle twigs. Death was palpable here, a constant presence reinforced by the chilling whispers of disintegration.

A voice, alien yet intimate, suddenly bloomed within his mind, urging him forward, into the unknown grayness. With excruciating effort, fueled by a primal fear and a dawning, terrifying awareness, Yun Ming forced his fragile new body upright. This was the Bone Sea. This was his new, horrifying beginning. And in this realm of endless death, survival was the only imperative. His journey, fraught with pain and the constant threat of dissolution, had just begun.

Rawls Adrian, who was invaded by the “Uncertain Mist”, traveled to March 1349 (three months before Klein Moretti crossed), and Rawls, a “lawyer”, began his mysterious journey. trip.

Those who steal the hook will be punished, and those who steal the country will be marquis.

It is not easy to cultivate immortals, and the road to immortality is long.

Shen Lian, who traveled through the world of immortals, started his own cultivation path cautiously with a panel that can be perceived.

In order to avoid the killing calamity, he hid and ran, hid his trump card, practiced escape techniques, practiced clones, and hid behind the scenes.

He catered to the way of heaven and practiced clones.

He used clones when there was something going on, and the original body when there was nothing going on.

He borrowed the name of a fellow Taoist to venture into the world of immortals, jumped out of the three realms, was not in the five elements, killed corpses to become immortals, and settled down in various places.

【Evil Cultivation】【Longevity】【Cautious】【Pseudo System】【Moody】【Pseudo Invincible】【Decisive Killing】【No Female Lead】

[This book is also known as: "Evil Path Longevity, Starting from Horizontal Transfer of Blood and Bones" "Daoyou, I See Your Spiritual Roots Are Good, Lend Them to Me" "Evil Path Cultivation, Not Enough Talent, Daoyou Come to Make Up"]

[PS: (*^▽^*) Because it is an evil cultivation article, there are some things that are self-evident. Ratings and comments are all different, and everyone has different opinions, so don't mind~]

Li Jiuqing was reborn into a branch of the Li family and was enslaved. Fifteen years of enslavement made Li Jiuqing full of resentment. The unwilling Li Jiuqing tried desperately to break free from this quagmire.

Fortunately, there is always a way out. Li Jiuqing, who was born with ordinary bones, relied on the evil magical powers given by the system to change the world all the way.

If the talent is not good, I will change the spiritual root, if the talent is not good, I will change the bloodline! If the comprehension is not enough, I will change the wisdom bone!

Li Jiuqing: Daoist friend, I see that you are gifted. Can you lend me your spiritual roots? ! "

Li Jiuqing: "Son of God, please stop struggling. I have coveted your Burning Heaven Saint Body for a long time."

Li Jiuqing: "Fairy, please stay. I heard that you were born with 'divine pupils'. Why don't we be friends?"

[The introduction is weak. Please move to the main text, big bosses!!]

[Magic Taoism + Cold-blooded and ruthless + Decisive killing + Weird Taoism]

[The male protagonist is a normal man, there are women but no female protagonist.]

Swallowing precious medicine, condensing into Qi, improving cultivation skills.

Xu Sanyan was born a horse bandit, and he knew that human life was worthless. If you don't kill people, people will kill you.

In order to survive, he cut off the compassion in his heart and released the extreme evil in his heart.

…

In order to get a book of skills, he slaughtered the city and destroyed the village.

In order to get a book of skills, he killed the beauty with a knife.

From "Blood Demon Corpse Refining Method" to "Soul Condensation and Ghost Training", countless blood was stained under the cold blade.

The world is like this, it is better to rely on yourself than on others. Xu Sanyan just wants to rely on the knife in his hand and the energy in his chest to pick the fairy fruit above the nine heavens.

When Chen Lin woke up, he found that he had not only changed his world, but also skipped puberty and became an old man in the royal family. What was even more terrible was that his life was coming to an end, and he was still thinking about enjoying his old age, but he found that the dynasty was facing disintegration and his plan was ruined. At this moment of despair, lines of handwriting suddenly floated in front of his eyes like a barrage of words

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After countless years, Chen Lin looked at the countless fluttering dynasty flags and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"I just wanted to live a few more days, why did I become the ancestor of Taoism inexplicably!"

An ordinary mortal was reborn into the mysterious world of immortal cultivation and became a cultivator of a small family.

The family struggled to survive despite the earnest hopes of the elders. Faced with all kinds of unfavorable situations, Zhang Zhixuan struggled step by step, went against the current, developed his family, and wrote his dreamlike and magnificent life.