[Keyword extraction + simulator + full inheritance + martial arts]

Chen Yi transmigrated to a martial arts world and obtained a system that allows him to draw one entry per year.

Unfortunately, all the items I drew were useless white affixes. The probability of getting high-quality affixes was very low, with the highest mythical affix having a probability of only 0.001%!

To increase the probability of success, one must improve their martial arts level, but he lacks the necessary foundation to cultivate.

At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi unfortunately fell into the hands of a gang and was forced to do hard labor.

Just when it seemed my life was destined to be this miserable, the 18th entry in my life's vocabulary pulled out a mythological entry—the simulator!

In the simulation, you can draw a new entry every year. When the simulation ends, you will inherit all the entries and martial arts realm!

In the first simulation, Chen Yi fought desperately to survive, hoping that every extra year he lived would earn him another entry!

Finally, with a full head of white hair, I drew the attribute I had been dreaming of—low-level root bone!

"Hahaha! Don't underestimate the poor and old! Begin your cultivation and inherit their power!"

...

From then on, Chen Yi kept simulating and practicing, and his martial arts level rose higher and higher!

Epics, legends, and even myths are all included!

"What demon race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about them. They charged at me shouting, 'Why can you become an immortal?' They stuck to my fist and I couldn't shake them off. Blind spots, speed bumps, tell my simulator, we're all trying our best to live. I'm trying so hard, how come they're still alive?"

As we all know, although most evil skills can be quickly mastered, they are accompanied by great side effects. If you are not careful, you will go crazy and die. But if you can pass the side effects on your enemies, how much fun will it be to practice evil skills? Anyway, Zou Feng, who traveled here, is already very happy. What are the most evil, most poisonous, and most immoral skills? All are arranged. This poisonous skill will make your whole body fester and unrecognizable? Practice! Practicing this skill will make you lose your mind and become worse than an animal? Practice! Once you practice it, you will not live for more than a year? Practice! So before long, Zou Feng's name became more and more terrifying: King of Ten Thousand Poisons, Demon Lord of Sitting and Forgetting, Demon without Form... When the world could only look up to him, Zou Feng stood proudly on the top of the mountain, laughing strangely: "There is no such thing as a peaceful life, it's just that someone is carrying the burden for me!"

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are thousands of races.

Zhang Qing, a genius of his generation, lost all his cultivation after swallowing fake medicine, but he accidentally awakened the side effect transfer system.

From then on, any side effects from taking elixirs or practicing martial arts can be transferred to others.

While others were still hesitating about the severe side effects of a certain pill, Zhang Qing had already started eating it in large handfuls.

When others were still hesitating whether to learn the martial arts that would kill a thousand enemies but injure eight hundred of their own, Zhang Qing had already learned it first.

Kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred of your own?

That doesn't exist. Watch me kill eighteen thousand enemies!

[Xianxia world + daily life + system + non-exciting story, a little bit of survival in the early stage, invincible in the later stage, please be careful if you don't like it]

A book about immortality that spans several great eras from the perspective of an alternative immortal who is constantly reincarnated.

The end of the martial arts era, the era of spiritual energy revival, the golden age of the royal family, the dark turmoil era of the six realms...

Xie Xun traveled to the end of the law era in the vast world of immortals and became a black householder in the heavenly way. He also awakened the reincarnation system. As long as he experienced normal birth, aging, sickness and death, he could reincarnate continuously. And every time he reincarnates, he can get a passive reincarnation mark!

So Xie Xun realized that as long as he had enough reincarnations and was strong enough, he would be able to fulfill his dream of traveling the world with a sword and ruling the world with a knife.

[Reincarnation is successful, congratulations to the host for obtaining the reincarnation mark - "a good body"! ]

[How can one survive in this world without a good body? After possessing this reincarnation mark, the host's own physical fitness will double on the original basis every time he reincarnates! ]

Countless years later, Xie Xun slowly raised the spear in his right hand and gently drew out the long sword from his waist with his left hand. The entire universe trembled. An ordinary sword energy was stimulated and turned into a sword that opened up the world. Endless energy and blood penetrated the six realms, and even the way of heaven trembled...

Lu Qing'an has special abilities and has lived in the mortal world for many years. He only needs to weed every day to increase his lifespan.

However, no matter how much lifespan he has, it seems to have no other effect except living longer.

Until one day, he was captured in the fairy world and became the "longevity spring" kept by a big family in the fairy world. He was happy.

In the fairy world, there is a pagoda where lifespan can be exchanged for treasures!

The more lifespan is consumed, the higher the level of the treasure you can exchange!

He became rich in the blink of an eye and had countless treasures.

But this did not satisfy him, and he accumulated lifespan wantonly.

Until all the immortal medicines in the fairy world were burned by him, he had no choice but to not let go of the green grass.

As a result, the fairy world was barren overnight...

(In the early stage, he developed in a wretched manner, and invincible in the middle and late stages!)

[A pit start] + [Unique world view] + [No heroine] + [No saint] + [No system] + [Don't read it, just read it and it will be over] + [Hot blood]

He was born with bad luck, and everyone is tempted to leave him. Every character is super cool, and they appear very handsomely, with both cool and sharp swords.

At his sixteenth birthday party, Lux joined the chat group. He had no friends since childhood and longed for a sincere and passionate friendship. He thought he could fulfill his wish, but unknowingly, he was getting further and further away from his wish...

Goddess of the Underworld: Lux, there are flowers in the underworld, and there are flowers in my underworld too, thank you...

Oeyama Ghost King: I really want to pull out the master's bones and soak them in wine - until the deep bone marrow, licking it clean without a drop left.

The most evil spirit: Alara... Hehe, don't be fickle, Lux. A fickle person will swallow a thousand needles.

The seventeen-year-old beautiful girl: You stole my heart, but you never admit it. You are such a scumbag, Lux.

Someone saw the Taoist priest of Qingfeng Temple summoning a flying sword and flying into the clouds!

Someone saw a lantern floating and walking on its own on the mountain path of Qingfengguan!

A door opened in Qingfeng Temple, and on the opposite side was a beautiful mountain peak floating in the air. A stone tablet said: Shu Mountain!

All because Guo Lin could suddenly enter a Shushan game!

In a sudden transmigration, Lin Xuan became a notorious good-for-nothing in the cultivation world, but he was bound to a "ten-thousand-fold return investment system".

Gift a magical artifact to a fairy? Trigger a 10,000x return and you'll get a divine weapon!

Feeding a witch pills? A thousandfold critical hit, and plenty of divine pills to go!

From that moment on, Lin Xuan realized: there's no such thing as a shortcut to cultivation. His path to immortality was a business plan for precise investment!

But something seems increasingly wrong with this investment—

The aloof swordsman accepted his sword and declared to everyone, "What he gave me is my dowry."

The demonic witch took his pill and betrayed her sect: "Whoever touches him, I will slaughter their entire family."

Even the lazy senior sister he picked up on the roadside could slap away a Nascent Soul stage monster after drinking the tea he gave her!

Seeing the fairies fighting tooth and nail for his "investment quota," even starting to compete internally, Lin Xuan's cultivation style completely went astray.

Until that day, based on the rate of return on investment, he delivered a "newbie gift package" to the goddess of the heavens.

The goddess's eyes were deep and unfathomable as she leaned down and whispered in his ear:

"Little guy, giving away so much..."

"What you want is for me—how will you repay me?"

[Reading Guide]

◆A steady and cunning male protagonist x Female protagonists who are all easygoing but not to be trifled with

◆The Road to Success: From a Sect Loser to the Strongest Angel Investor in the Three Realms

◆When Cultivation Meets Economics: How to Use Business Thinking to Conquer the Immortal Realm

◆Note: Investment involves risk; proceed with caution when building a harem; we are not responsible for any chaotic situations that may arise.

The Third Prince, Zong Luo and the King of Beining, Yu Beizhou, have been at odds with each other.

Water and fire were never compatible. Their tit for tat confrontation was exhaustible.

Unfortunately, things went awry. After an imperial edict came, Zong Luo laughed facing the heavens. His ink hair was scattered, he closed his eyes, and committed suicide under the city gate.

However, he woke up again.

Following that, he became entwined with Yu Beizhou once more, till death eventually came upon him.

His enemy’s face was stunning, flamboyant, and sinful. Only after staring at him did he only notice a little bit of light floating within his unfathomable eyes.

“Senior martial brother,” Yu Beizhou said in a low voice, grasped his sword in hand, and touched his eyebrows intimately, “We meet again.”

…….

That night, Zong Luo had a dream.

He dreamed that after his death, the man sewed up his uncollected body, and kept it in an ice coffin for nine years.

Glory, wealth, and world domination that will last for thousands of generations- Zong Luo didn’t want it, but Yu Beizhou got it all.

However, no one knows that after going to court every day, after the tyrant dismissed the palace servants, he would walk into the cold bedchamber alone.

“Senior martial brother, it’s already nine years.” Yet it’s still so cold no matter how warm it is.

“I hate you so much.” He held the body in his arms and muttered to himself.

-Hate is the strongest form of love-