[Invincible + Sect + Ensemble + Beloved by the Group + No CP] Yun Xingluo was expelled from the sect by his master and senior brothers for a fabricated crime, which destroyed his dantian.

The day she was thrown into the Black Mist Forest, she thought she was doomed. Who knew that the rusty sword she picked up at random would turn out to be an ancient holy sword capable of slaying gods; the slovenly old man she saved turned out to be the number one expert on the rogue cultivator list; the bleeding black-clad youth she dragged back turned out to be the demon prince being hunted; even the female cultivator she rescued from the blood pool was the former senior sister of the Xuan Yue Sect who could set up killing formations.

"Does the Star-Picking Pavilion need anyone? I'm a weapon cultivator, but I'm also a good-for-nothing. All I know is how to tinker with pots and pans." The weapon cultivator, who was known as a good-for-nothing, pleaded, hugging his legs.

"Want a demon saintess? The kind whose demon core has been extracted?" The girl in purple fainted in front of her.

Later, I found a featherless red bird, a turtle, and finally, a real dragon appeared...

Looking at this group of wounded "good-for-nothings," Yun Xingluo silently planted a wooden sign at the edge of the town: [Zhaixing Pavilion is recruiting. Requirements: Those who have been cheated by sects, those with injuries will be given priority.]

A new sect was thus established, with fewer than twenty people, including both humans and beasts.

No one expected that this group of trash, despised by the cultivation world, would become ridiculously strong when they got together:

The crazy junior sister cleaved through the Demon Sect's protective array with a single sword strike, the mad old man crushed a quasi-emperor's dantian with one hand, the Demon Prince destroyed a city with a single palm strike, and the sacred artifact forged by the supposedly useless weapon master shocked the world.

Later, when the Xuanming Realm invaded, the entire cultivation world was waiting to see the Star-Picking Pavilion make a fool of itself. This time, however, they no longer kept a low profile. With three emperors from one family, they shocked the world.

Xuanming Realm: Is this the weakest sect you've ever heard of?

[Fantasy Cultivation + Villain (Neutral Evil) + Super Large World View + Infinity + Time Travel]

(The selfish villain will not be whitewashed. The main line develops in the first 100 chapters. Later, the world view expands and the number of copies and branches increases. The process is a main line-branch-main line-branch cycle. The pace is slow. Readers who don't like it should be careful.)

The boundless void, the endless universe, countless worlds. This world is far more vast than Chen Yin, a native of Earth, could imagine. But for him, everything started with his encounter with 'him'...

"I was reborn, ten minutes before the end of the world.

In my last life, I lost everything I had: my family, friends, and loved ones. In this life, I will take it all back!"

"But, brother, I'm an orphan. I have no family."

"...ah?"

An ordinary boy one day encounters his parallel self. Under the guidance of his other self, the boy is no longer ordinary, but in this infinite world, he is still a small person struggling to go with the flow.

"So, what will be my ending?"

"The ending? Didn't the author let you kill him? Where's the ending?"

"So the ending is up to me? Or is there no ending at all?"

"Everyone's fate lies in this void."

"Alas, I'd better find one myself."

Legend has it that above the nine heavens lies the Path to Immortality, the Supreme Gate to Immortality, where a single step grants eternal life. Yet, cultivators, one after another, strive for immortality, only to become a scourge in the eyes of Heaven.

Humans have magic, immortals have magic, and the heavens have magic.

Celestial arts suppress all things and are the ancestor of all arts; all methods in the world originate from celestial arts.

Su Ye, a lowly being who transmigrated and was almost sacrificed to the gods of the Nine Heavens, how will he traverse the myriad immortals and break through the immortal gate?

Blaze is an NPC in a phenomenal full-immersion game, living a monotonous life inside the city walls every day. Until one day, he decided to take a look at the outside world, and his life changed dramatically.

…

To be honest, Blaze hopes that players will no longer give the flowers he used to thank players as a prop to skip classes to the special BOSS Ghost Bride, or as a prop to trigger the plot to the Queen of the Eternal Kingdom.

A young Brave walked out of his village, gathered companions to his side, defeated the Great Demon King, became famous, then came back with beauties in hand! This was a legend that appears in the world of Seyrol every 200 years!

Our protagonist, however, isn’t a Brave. Even so, for over a thousand years his figure has loomed throughout its history.

Unwittingly, the name of the Red-robed Priest began to resound throughout the world. Red-robed Priest’s legend included extraordinary sword techniques and magic, erudite knowledge, and an almost prophetic ability to lead young Braves toward the proper path. People of the world think of him as a descendent of the ancient Yellow Race which led to his omnipotence. In essence, however, this was just the characteristics of the profession known as ‘Noble’.

The awakened one suddenly appeared, bringing great storms to the peaceful and tranquil Xia Kingdom.

"Fire": Control the flames and burn everything.

"Mind Reading": Peep into people's hearts and nothing can escape your gaze.

"Battle Instinct": A natural born warrior, relying on instinct to be invincible in battle.

"Never misses the target": every shot hits the target, every shot hits the head.

Shen Wubing, a sickly boy since childhood, suddenly discovered one day that he could "absorb" diseases from others and "give" these diseases to others.

In this way, he used the strange ability of "being plagued by illness" to disrupt the entire high-level martial arts world!

Can you control fire? If I give you a hemorrhoid, can you hold it in place?

Are you incredibly strong? Can you withstand the pain of acute appendicitis?

Want to kill me? I'll give you a terminal lung cancer. Just wait and see!

The youthful Qin Ye was born almost a century ago, but thanks to immortality granted to him by the ‘fungus of aeons’ he can pass for a high schooler.

He planned to live an eternal, reclusive life as a happy otaku, enjoying World of Warcraft and his favorite MOBA games, but Fate had other plans in store.

Hell has broken down, and vengeful revenants stalk the mortal realms. With ghosts running amok throughout all of Cathay, Qin Ye must reluctantly adopt the mantle of ‘hero’ and bring peace to both the living and the dead, while rebuilding Hell.

But this, of course, isn’t something a mere Netherworld Operative can do. For that, he’ll need to become more.

King Yama is dead. Long live King Yama!

Fang Qingxuan, who traveled through time and space to become a sect disciple, would change his talents every once in a while.

Kendo Genius: Everything in the world can be a sword!

Alchemy Master: Whatever you do, it won’t be less than top quality!

Cultivation Wizard: For you, cultivation is as easy as eating and drinking!

Body training, formations, magic…

The rotation of talent caused Fang Qingxuan to constantly change the direction of study, but this made it difficult for his beautiful master and the elders of the sect.

"Qingxuan, you are a one-in-a-million sword genius, you must concentrate on practicing swordsmanship!"

"You can see through the flaws in the formation at a glance, and you can even mobilize the power of heaven and earth. Are you saying that you are no longer interested in the formation?!"

"You've mastered the Dragon Fist after practicing Tyrant Body for a month, and you say you don't want to practice anymore?!"

Facing the siege of his master and elders, Fang Qingxuan looked at his talent panel and said, "Next time, definitely next time."

An ancient scroll, a silent brush.

A statement of history, the beginning of a grand event.

Time and space, dimensions, rules, and the Tao, who is in charge of order? Use time and space as the board, dimensions as chess pieces, rules as hands, and the Tao as power to achieve supreme order.

…

Ps: Creation and extinction, narrated by time and space.

Ps②: There is no heroine, no system, no old man, no invincibility... It is not a purely cool story.

Ps③: Not brainless, the protagonist is behind the scenes, and not missing.

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