During the freshman orientation class at the Royal Capital Magic Academy, a professor addressed the students below the podium: "Magic isn't just about unleashing a cheap fireball with a staff." "Potions, scrolls, runes... mastering any one of them is enough to call yourself a magician." Only one? Roy glanced at the rows of spells, magical items, potions, magic swords, and other magical creations in his mental magic database and couldn't help but raise his hand: "Professor, what if I mastered them all?" The professor turned to Roy: "Then you can call yourself a Grand Archmage."

Yang Jing, through a stroke of luck, transmigrated to a chaotic dynasty ravaged by war, becoming a favored peasant boy. His family scrimped and saved to support his martial arts training, but his innate talent was ordinary, destined for mediocrity and disappointment. However, Yang Jing discovered that he only needed to cultivate his martial arts techniques to a critical point to break through to a higher realm.

This means that what is extremely dangerous for others poses no risk to Yang Jing.

He is destined to rise to the highest level of power!

Lowe: "Um, Surtr, how do you use this 'Leivatin'?" "Lowe, watch carefully, I'll only teach you once." "The power of fire, it's used like this." A tall demon appeared behind Surtr, its arms outstretched, grasping the two-meter-long greatsword. "Leivatin!" Talulah: "Don't you Rhodes Island people have your own Originium Arts?"

In a sudden transmigration, Lin Shu arrived in a fantasy world, becoming a disciple of a holy land and the young master of an auction house.

You start with an auction system, and the system rewards you with a thousand years of lifespan.

That concludes the discussion.

A legendary auction house has emerged.

Saints? They're just doormen for my auction house!

The Emperor is nothing more than a high-ranking henchman in my auction house!

When the auction house spans three thousand Dao Domains and countless realms, all True Immortals, Immortal Kings, Immortal Emperors, Immortal Lineages, and Longevity Families can only bow down!

Duanmu Yan transmigrated. Knowing nothing about Solaris, he had to join Everard Bank to survive. Every day, he not only had to work intensely but also deal with inspections from his superiors. "Actually, Miss Duanmu, you're really tall." "Nothing happened between Miss Cantrela and me; I just slept at her place." "You ask who that blond guy standing so close to me is? There are two blond guys here, one is a female sports student, and the other is a magical girl. Who are you talking about, Miss Duanmu?" "Zane? Uh… my relationship with her is very pure." "By the way, Miss Duanmu. This is something Miss Cantrela specially asked me to bring you. It's supposedly her own stewed beef and potatoes; I hope you like it."… The next day, Duanmu Yan was fired for stepping into the company with his left foot first.

Hakuno awakens the "Mutual Aid Space," connecting himself across countless worlds and sharing memories and abilities. Based on the "Grace" of the Mirage Realm, and incorporating the power of various worlds such as Demon Slayer Breathing and Red Slash, he transforms from a group of losers into a united front against crisis. Ultimately, on the path of "helping himself," he integrates the laws, achieves "self-unity," and creates a unique original world.

The World to Write

DanMachi, Demon Slayer, Akame ga Kill!, Heroic Knights, Inuyasha, Ga-Rei, High School DxD, Bleach, One-Punch Man, Campione, Guilty Crown, Strike the Blood, Type-Moon Garden

(Monster girl + beast-eared girl + drow elf + fallen saintess + vile succubus)

Aristocrats should act like aristocrats!

A lord should act like a lord!

Combined, people should pay for their XP!

He was transported to a different world with a labyrinth and became a lord. His wonderful life began!

However, this wonderful life is unfolding in a slightly off way, but it's not a big problem. Let's keep XP stable!

Anyway, this world is a makeshift operation; once you're on stage, you might as well put on a show.

[Foundation] — [System] — [Refreshing Story] — [Containment Team] — [No Female Lead]

Human beings have been living for 250,000 years, but only the last 4,000 years are meaningful.

So what have we been doing for nearly 250,000 years? We've been hiding in caves, sitting around small campfires, fearing things we don't understand—explanations of how the sun rises, monsters with human heads and bird bodies, living stones. So we call them "gods" and "demons," and ask them for forgiveness and pray for salvation.

Then, their numbers decreased, and our numbers increased. As we feared fewer things, we began to view the world more rationally. However, the inexplicable things did not disappear, as if the universe deliberately chose to appear absurd and inexplicable.

Humanity can no longer live in fear. Nothing can protect us; we must protect ourselves.

While others live in the sunlight, we must fight them in the shadows and prevent them from being exposed to the public eye, so that others can live in a rational, ordinary world.

We control, we contain, we protect.

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[An anomaly detected; system activated]

[Identification code: 001]

[The current top leader of the foundation has been confirmed as Wu Feng]

[Please take on the important task of the Foundation for the Reconstruction of the Universe]

[Our Last Hope]

"It has now been discovered that the mortal Chen Shun'an has accumulated many good deeds and merits. He is hereby specially appointed as the Grass-Head God [Water-Splitter Who Collects Dew], and is granted a Grass Talisman, thus elevating his divine position."

"Thank you so much, Great God, for bestowing upon me this divine title. I am deeply grateful!"

Chen Shunan immediately knelt down and automatically assumed the identity of 'minor god'.

However, no one responded.

Chen Shunan mustered his courage and looked up.

The speaker was merely an unnamed divine scroll, its position conspicuously vacant!

Chen Shunan's eyes widened suddenly, and an extremely bold idea rose in his mind!

He grabbed it!

"Since the position of Water Emperor is vacant and no one is going to take it, I'll take it."

...

When Dongzhou entered the pass, it ruled the world with the power of shamans and demons. The disciples of Baishan took control of the court, and all kinds of lineages were defeated and fled.

However, the dynasty's reign was short-lived. At that time, the dynasty was coming to an end, and the world was in chaos and demonic phenomena were frequent.

Externally, various religions are knocking on our door with their new doctrines, smuggling hibiscus incense; internally, secret societies are forming alliances to subvert the state.

Three thousand unorthodox paths, eight hundred side sects, one hundred and eight upper sects, Dragon Tiger Golden Elixir, the Eight Schools of Supreme Enlightenment, the God of the Spiritual Path, the Civil and Martial Pu'an... the lineage is restored.

Chen Shun'an, who was fifty years old and knew the will of Heaven, transmigrated to this world. He struggled for most of his life, but he was still just a water carrier from a bitter well in the capital. He accidentally obtained a scroll of the "True Spirit Treasure Edict of the Three Primal Water Officials", which gave him control over the mountains and rivers of the world and made him the Water Official of the Three Primal Elements.

As time goes by, all dharma is like a dream, an illusion, a bubble.

Only when waterways are flowing freely can I dwell amidst heaven and earth.

Fanfiction of *Covering the Sky* and *Lord of Mysteries*. Lord of Mysteries: Reader's Path, starting at Sequence 7, relying on the bizarre abilities of the Lord of Mysteries world, invincible in the *Covering the Sky* world. You inherited the supreme emperor's scriptures? Thief's Path, stealing thoughts, stealing the emperor's scriptures, the secret realm hides the elixir of immortality? See if it's the one in my hand. You have a sacred artifact, an emperor's weapon? Steal it without hesitation!