For Lu Fan, this day is the day of enrollment of Martial Arts School in Wu’an Kingdom , and it is also the day when Zhang Yuehan broke up with him.

Lu Fan is already used to other‘s laughing at him as a waste. He has been in poor health since he was a child, with both qi and blood deficiency. He was also eaten up with diseases. When Lu Fan was a child, he was diagnosed by a doctor who thought he would never be twelve years old. But now he has lived to seventeen and is still fine. Although Lu Fan’s martial arts cultivation is poor, it is a miracle.

On the same day, he walked into the small shop where he usually drank, and drank the wine given by the shopkeeper Wu. And then, he realized the reincarnation of the martial arts legend. This boy, he let people who have bullied him regret!

Zhao Rong, a bachelor from birth, woke up and became a groom.

What? I am a son-in-law?

No problem! Zhao Rong chuckled and decided to display his talents to conquer his wife.

What? On the wedding night, the bride ran away?

No problem! Zhao Rong sneered and decided to go his separate ways and fly away.

What? My wife has always had a crush on the original body? Is it the original body that let her down?

No problem! Zhao Rong sighed and decided to go north to return the jade and end the cause and effect.

What? The original body turned out to be my life? In fact, I let her down?

No... No problem! Zhao Rong coughed and decided to eat soft rice!

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In the era of great contention, the tide of the times is coming, and the Confucian scholar Zhao Rong meets it. In addition to catching up with the footsteps of his childhood sweetheart, the sword fairy wife, he also wants to witness with his own eyes the contention of various schools of thought that has swept most of the cultivation world...

Ye Tian couldn't help but sigh, "How did I become a banyan tree! Whether you've transmigrated or been reborn, at least you should be able to move!" Ye Tian quietly looked at his fiery red leaves and trunk, feeling utterly speechless, as he enjoyed the gentle breeze.

Wen Shu considered herself incredibly lucky.

Even though she transmigrated into an insignificant side character in a fantasy novel, the novel’s female protagonist was the type of person she admired most.

Intelligent and resourceful, independent with her own opinions, strong and decisive, principled yet flexible, clearly distinguishing between good and evil, with a calm and self-assured personality—she carved her path up the celestial ladder step by step through sheer effort. Love? That was just a small embellishment on her long journey.

How could Wen Shu not immediately cling to her thigh when encountering such a diligent and upright female lead? The time was now or never!

• Need alchemical pills? The female lead is a master alchemist.

• Lacking magical artifacts? The female lead is a master refiner.

• Need talismans? The female lead is a master of talisman crafting.

• Resources are scarce in the novice area? The female lead knows formations and treasure-seeking…

As the saying goes, hug a powerful thigh early, and ascension to godhood is guaranteed!

Jin Yu traveled through the prehistoric times and became the second son of Yuan Feng, the Golden Winged Dapeng, the famous fool of Jiejiao, and the Winged Immortal. Thinking of the ending that "Kong Xuan" would be famous in the future, while he would just be an ordinary mount, Jin Yu decisively stabilized. In this life, he no longer refined the "Yin Yang Two Qi Bottle", but relied on his world-first extreme speed to calmly obtain treasures. "This fallen treasure copper coin is destined for me!" "Yes, this Fenglei Xianxing is the most suitable for me!" "No one wants this Jiutian Xiran, then I won't be polite!"... until he was blocked at the door by the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and the Two Saints of the West. They only then discovered that the original Jin Yu, who could only run away, had become a saint without knowing when.

An Bulang is a top-notch second generation, but he is not happy.

One day, a beautiful girl walked in front of him and took out a wedding letter: “An Bulang, I want to retire!”

An Bulang was furious: “Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don’t bully youngsters…”

“Woo woo… others say I don’t deserve you…” The girl burst into tears, “Yes, I’m just a daughter of the patriarch of the ten great sects, and only a humble girl with a holy cold root. , Even the capital of the goddess list is not a scum, I can’t climb up to you, but can’t I regret getting married?”

After all, the girl tore the marriage letter, wept after the storm, and covered her face and flew away.

An Bulang stood at the same place with a sad face.

My second damn fairy! !

Become a disciple of a saint, slay saints and gods to prove the Dao, cultivate with immortals and demons to become the master of the Dao of Heaven and Earth, manifest the holy body of the eight wastelands to the world, cultivate the Great Dao of eternal life, seize the creation of heaven and earth, seek the true destiny in reason, and ascend to the peerless peak of heaven!

It exists eternally in the endless world, the source of infinite power, the pinnacle of the ruthless Heavenly Dao!

The ultimate path, the pinnacle of infinity

Wang Xuanfu was reborn in the prehistoric world and became the Duke of Dongwang. However, the three lectures in Zixiao Palace had already ended, which meant that he was not far from death.

But when he walked out of Zifu, he found that this prehistoric world was a little different. It was full of barbarism, killing and chaos everywhere. There was no advanced civilization at all, and the order was non-existent.

After experiencing the prosperity of the later generations, he wanted to do something, but found that he really couldn't do it, and was afraid of death, so he could only do something quietly.

Many years later, Donghua's cultivation was already the best in the prehistoric world. Standing in the heaven, looking at the Lingxiao Palace in front of him, he felt mixed emotions.

Fuxi: "Your Majesty, now that the witches and demons have fallen and the great cause has been accomplished, please enter the heaven and ascend the throne to become the emperor."

Donghua looked at the heavenly book of the Conferred God List in his hand and sighed: "I really didn't want to be the emperor of heaven."

"Old Demon Xiao! We both belong to the demonic path, why must you be so ruthless?" "Old Demon Sanyang, stop talking nonsense! I, Xiao Yun, am a righteous cultivator with accumulated merit, and have nothing to do with your demonic path!" "Then how do you explain the Myriad Soul Banner in your hand?" "This is the Human Emperor Banner, a supreme treasure for suppressing demons and exorcising evil!" "Then what about the top-tier demonic technique you cultivate?" "This is the 'Demon-Slaying Refining True Scripture,' specifically for killing demons. How dare you slander it as a demonic technique?" Xiao Yun was indeed once a righteous cultivator, but his sect was destroyed, and he luckily escaped from the demonic path. Fortunately, he obtained a black bead, and after refining it, he discovered a demonic world inside. From then on, Xiao Yun began a life in two realms: - In the cultivation world, he kept a low profile to protect himself and secretly developed his strength. - In the demonic world, he went completely mad with killing! He directly refined the skinned demonic beasts to increase his strength. When he encountered the soul-devouring demon, he ripped out its heart and core, making his physical body stronger. Even more remarkably, his slaying of demons and monsters was all done on behalf of Heaven, yet it attracted golden light of merit! He averted disasters, gained blessings and longevity—his luck was off the charts. At this moment, Xiao Yun completely understood: demonic cultivators weren't scary at all; what was truly terrifying were righteous cultivators who could accumulate boundless merit while practicing "demonic arts"!