Qi Xiao was originally one of the very few living beings on Blue Star. An accident caused him to travel through time to the Gu World and become Ma Hongyun, one of the most disgusting supporting characters in the novel Great Love Immortal. He possessed a heaven-defying fortune but was just a piece in the game. With ten deities laying out their plans and the devil reborn, how could he jump out of this chess game of heaven and earth and transform from a chess piece to a chess player?

"Ji Feng, I don’t want to be in a relationship right now."

Ji Feng was ruthlessly rejected, but he kept chasing after Gu Xueting for ten years—from their school days to her wedding dress—only to see her marry someone else.

In the end, he was left with nothing, yet he could still raise his glass and say, "Wishing you both happiness!"

Even Fei Yangyang (a character known for being naive and foolish) would have handed him a cigarette in sympathy.

Now reborn into his past life, Ji Feng refuses to be a simp anymore. But his so-called "white moonlight" starts to panic.

Gu Xueting:

"Ji Feng, if you keep acting like this, I’ll ignore you!"

"Ji Feng, you weren’t like this before."

"Ji Feng, why are you treating me this way?"

"Ji Feng, let’s go back to how we were."

Gu Xueting: "Ji Feng, I want to buy sleeping pills."

Ji Feng: "Oh? Can’t sleep? You know, these pills aren’t something you can just buy randomly."

Gu Xueting: "I want to die… Suicide… Are you still there, Ji Feng?"

Ji Feng, panicked: "Wait, wait! I’m coming over right now! Three bottles… Will three bottles be enough?"

…

After his rebirth, Ji Feng finds himself back in his younger years—still a pathetic simp and a delinquent.

This time, instead of chasing his past love, he ends up cornering the aloof campus beauty at a construction site.

Looking at her delicate face just inches away, at her fair neck beneath her raven-black hair, he lowers his head, unable to meet her gaze.

Ji Feng falls silent.

"I really am a beast."

Given a second chance at life, maybe… just maybe… he shouldn't be a simp anymore?

Cell awakening, practice on AFK.

My practice alone may be slow, but what about the billions of cells in my body?

This is the result of my hard work!

Cell, let me see your limit!

——

[Cell on AFK: 1x Barbarian Bull Skill 1% not yet started (1% progress per hour)]

[Cell on AFK: 10x Barbarian Bull Skill 1% not yet started (10% progress per hour)]

[Cell on AFK: 100x Barbarian Bull Skill 1% not yet started (100% progress per hour)]

[Barbarian Bull Skill - entry - physique +1! ]

[Entry - minor success - major success - perfection - breaking the limit! ]

[Barbarian Bull Skill]

Level: Body Tempering Realm

Quality: Lower Grade

Progress: Breaking the Limit (0%)

Attributes: physique +20

Features: Barbarian Bull True Body (actively activated, temporary physique +30) Body

Tempering Martial Arts, can also be infinitely deduced!

——Cells

and I are one, what cells practice is what I practice.

One day to get started, three days to achieve minor success, ten days to achieve major success, one month to achieve perfection!

What kind of martial arts training is calculated in years?

Your talents are too weak!

Furukawa Io traveled to the war-torn Naruto World War II and became an ordinary Chunin. He unexpectedly awakened the [Task Reward System], and received an outrageous task of "confessing to Tsunade-sama" at the beginning! S-level super strength, blood limit, forbidden technique fragments... The rewards are so good! Let's see how Furukawa Io relied on the system to quickly rise in the troubled times and become the pinnacle of the ninja world!

Rosen traveled to ancient times, only to find that this was the Marvel world. In this era, the Ancient One was still a herdsman on the grassland. Rosen first obtained the Ten Rings and then set foot in the world.

[Group Portrait] + [Multiple Cultivation Systems] + [No Female Lead] + [No Harem] + [Manage Farming] + [World Building]

The chaotic order is collapsing, and the creatures living under the order begin to challenge the order, gain benefits, and try to become the new strongest. Jiang Tong was reborn as a variable under this order, and obtained a newly born nameless small world. He deduced countless cultivation systems, sought the way to the highest, replaced the chaotic order of the old era, and suppressed all chaos. There are star beasts that are comparable to the Milky Way, humanoid trolls that break stars and cut black holes, Taoist gods who harvest all living beings, scientific madmen who study everything, and invincible existences that suppress all enemies with their bodies... Various cultivation systems have been created in the world, including the long river system that opens up the avenue, the ancient mysterious witchcraft system, the colorful magic system, and endless historical heroes.

The young man who wanted to die went deep into Wangxian Mountain and fell into the Xianjia Cave by chance. After being trapped for thirteen years, he was born again, and everything in the outside world had changed. From then on, he devoted himself to seeking the Tao and let the world go by. I smiled to myself and looked at the world of mortals.

Single and fat, with no car or house, 25-year-old Tang Song sees no hope in life.

After encountering workplace bullying, the male god development game he had been playing for three years suddenly descended into the real world, along with his huge assets and elite talents in the game.

This is a story about the development of a male god.

Half a life spent in ignorance and naivety, the other half in steady pursuit of truth.

Xuan Ming lived fifty-five muddled years in a foreign world, unaware of his past or purpose. But one day, he awakened—his memories of past and present lives converging. For five years, he secluded himself in the Sutra Library, studying ancient scriptures. Then, in the year of the Jiazi Cycle, when all things renew, he finally transformed—a late bloomer, but destined for greatness.

With the Daoist scripture Huangting Jing as his foundation, he delved into the vast Daoist Canon, seeking enlightenment through diligent study and steadfast cultivation:

After reading 300 scrolls, he grasped the Primordial Foundation Technique.

After 600 scrolls, he comprehended the True Art of Five Thunders.

After 900 scrolls, he mastered the Celestial Spirit-Nurturing Method.

…

Observing the movements of the stars, he created the Heavenly Star Formation.

Gazing into the depths of the underworld, he forged the Nine Netherworld Domain.

In his moments of leisure, he watched the flowers bloom and wither before his courtyard, saw the clouds drift and shift across the sky—nurturing his mind and spirit, pursuing inner peace and absolute freedom.

"One who seeks solace beyond the mortal world is not one who polishes mirrors in the dust of society."

Xuan Ming shunned trouble, dedicating himself solely to the Dao.

As for those who obstructed his path and clouded his thoughts—he simply stroked the peachwood sword in his hand and smiled in silence.

The washed-up magician Zong Jiu transmigrated into a horror, infinite flow novel about a survival show, taking the place of the cannon fodder who died tragically in the first evaluation round. This show was very interesting. Out of the tens of thousands of people, only a hundred people could survive, and the c-position (strongest contender) could even get a universal wish ticket.

If it were someone else, they’d probably be scared to death.

No one expected that Zong Jiu was not only unafraid, but also caused a sensational stir, shamelessly showing off his tricks the whole way.

Once his tricks stopped, and his life could be considered safe and sound, he ended up in a rivalry with the novel’s big villain.

Today you try to get at me, tomorrow I’ll get you back, back and forth, it’s pretty fun, heh.

As a result, though it was just playing around, one time they got carried away and really did end up sleeping together. Watching the nemesis who was pressing him to the ground, Zong Jiu lazily lifted his gaze. “If you want to kill me then kill me, don’t speak nonsense.” Even when at a disadvantage, he showed no trace of fear, and actually continued to provoke him.

That person used his ice-cold finger to trace his ear, and the action heading toward the aorta suddenly stopped.

“What a pity. I’ve changed my mind.”

—

He was once very willing to personally give Zong Jiu death. Every day, he used to regret not gouging out his flesh, personally snapping his neck. But after this person fell into his hands, another, more urgent desire grew like weeds.

Compared to winning or losing, he would rather see him crying and panting, with eyes red, begging for mercy.