[The main story is about a person who lives in the world of immortal cultivation, taking the good and avoiding the bad.] Xu Qingfeng woke up to find himself transmigrated into a world of cultivating immortality. After enduring countless hardships, he finally joined an immortal sect. Cultivate to become an immortal, roaming free between heaven and earth! That’s what he originally thought.

But the calamities in this world were simply too many! External disasters and human conflicts raged outside, while internally, fate seemed predetermined! Cultivating immortality was hard—harder than ascending to the blue heavens! Resources, companions, techniques, spiritual lands—every single one demanded risking his life. The slightest misstep meant dying halfway, let alone achieving true immortality!

Yet if he didn’t stake everything in this struggle, would his transmigration end in another lifetime of mediocrity? Passing by the gates of immortality without entering, only to return to a handful of yellow earth after a hundred years?

Fortunately, Xu Qingfeng possessed a Scroll of Fate, seizing control of his own destiny. This scroll could ward off misfortune and attract blessings, reveal future paths of fate, and even alter destiny and shift fortune!

Laying low in the cultivation world, Xu Qingfeng began his journey of silent cultivation in earnestl

The game strategy blogger came to the world of cultivation.

Although reality is different from the game, Fang Yun relies on his understanding of the game system to rationally formulate his own strategy and begin his step-by-step growth.

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I don’t know how many years later.

The black-robed monk looked at the sword that pierced his chest.

Looking at the man in flowing white clothes in disbelief.

"Everyone says that the Tianyun Sect's leader is an expert in both alchemy and weaponry, but I never thought he was also a peerless swordsman..."

Fang Yun remained silent.

He is not a sword cultivator, but the damage of the sword is increased by hundreds of millions of points.

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A slow-paced farming story, with development in the early stages and strength in the later stages.

"In this life, I actually reincarnated as a mosquito. Alas, mosquito life is boring!"

"In this life, I reincarnated as a vulture. Alas, bird life is boring, better to just kill myself and return to the heavens!"

"..."

"In this life, I finally reincarnated as a human, but unfortunately, my talent is shallow, there's no path to immortality, and I can't reach the peak of martial arts!"

"In this life, I finally have a spirit root, but unfortunately, it's just a杂(miscellaneous) five-element spirit root. Cultivation is difficult, Foundation Establishment is difficult, and achieving the Dao is even harder!"

"This life failed again, let's see about the next one!"

My name is Jiang Yuan. Three lives as a human, a hundred lives to enter the Dao, and ten thousand lives to become an immortal!

Meng Mo traveled through the wilderness and became a nightmare demon in the demon camp. Unexpectedly, as soon as he transformed, he was dragged into the catastrophe by Luohou. In order to avoid becoming the ash of the battle between Taoism and demons, he took every step carefully and calculated everywhere, tricking Luohou, fighting Hongjun, destroying the Heavenly Palace, and breaking into the underworld... Unknowingly, he has become a legend passed down by the world. When he ascended to the Heavenly Palace, all the immortals bowed their heads; when he entered the underworld, all the ghosts crawled on their backs. He stayed in the Nuwa Palace and watched Nuwa dancing drunkenly; he climbed Kunlun Mountain and discussed Taoism with the Three Pure Ones; he stepped on Mount Xumi and laughed at the Buddha's cowardice...

Wang Shen swatted a mosquito and died suddenly.

He then traveled through the prehistoric world and became the first mosquito in the universe.

He became one of the five most dangerous insects in the prehistoric world: the Blood-Winged Black Mosquito, also known as the Mosquito Taoist.

Facing a fate that would see him first hunted by the Styx and reduced to a homeless dog, then captured and held captive by Zhunti, and finally led to be suppressed beneath the Leiyin Temple, his mind obliterated by Buddhist chants, becoming a puppet of the Western Cult, Wang Shen decided that staying in the West was a good idea!

But just as he was about to flee beyond the boundaries, never to return, a black cloud drifting into the sea of ​​blood caught his attention... "Rāhu's remnant soul? Chicken flavor, crunchy." ... Devouring Rāhu's remnant soul, he inherited the magic path's luck and obtained its greatest treasure.

... Feeling the three layers of blood sea luck surging through him, he glanced at the God-Slaying Spear in his hand and the twelfth-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus at his feet.

Contemplating the allure of the blood sea's immortality, Wang Shen suddenly...