A humble scholar, with bones as thin as feathers, treads the foul wind; his blood, congealed into cinnabar, scorns the Daoist master.

Claws shatter cities and devour the sun and moon; a demonic heart refines the world and scorns the heavens.

The cauldron melts all laws to open a new realm; the sword shatters a thousand sects to reach the summit.

Do not concern yourself with the affairs of good and evil throughout the ages; only a single thought can govern the primordial chaos.

The young Taoist priest was only 28 years old, and his youth was aroused by troubles.

Every day I suffer from aging, sickness and death, and I see love, hate, anger, ignorance and resentment.

I don't want my face to wither and fade, I don't want my skin to become covered with spots.

I don’t want my limbs to wither, my internal organs to be empty and my bones to be smelly.

The young Taoist priest was only 28 years old, and his only wish was to live forever.

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Using self-cultivation as medicine and nourishing the body as bait, this is the story of an ordinary person overcoming tribulations and seeking immortality.

In the future, death is not allowed.

Everyone can be resurrected by a spell called 'Resurrection'.

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I'm dead.

Inexplicably, I was resurrected in a mysterious prison using a 'resurrection technique'.

The prison has a variety of torture instruments.

Every day I would be tortured to death by these torture instruments, and then resurrected to continue being tortured.

And it's not just me.

There are many people like me in this prison.

Some of these people have even been tortured for thousands of years.

We can neither live nor die, and we can never rest in peace.

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I have to find a way to escape...

[Ruthless, no female lead, slow pace, detailed setting]

The protagonist possesses a superior spiritual root and is not a useless character; he will not use obvious cheat codes.

Born into poverty and destitute, Zhou Xuan learned to scheme, to be ruthless, to curry favor, and to survive in this quagmire of a world.

But success is one part effort and nine parts luck. Zhou Xuan was so lucky to encounter a celestial master who would take him as a disciple that he couldn't care less about anything else.

Even though this immortal master was shrouded in black smoke and clearly came from a legitimate sect, Zhou Xuan was like a moth drawn to a flame, disregarding everything.

The motto of the Extreme Yin Old Demon:

Going all in is a form of wisdom.

The world must be at fault, so why should I be at fault?

Oh no! A great terror is about to be unleashed! Quickly protect all the disciples in front of you!

Young man, put aside your ambitions!

Darkness descends, order collapses, humanity is lost... Wails of death resound, despair and terror descend! Hell is empty, the devils are here. Chen Chong knows that in this broken world, fists are power, and only when fists prevail can reason prevail!

[Tags] Red Mansion + Dark and Brilliant + Refreshing Fiction + Decisive Killing + Powerful Scheming. I opened my eyes and became Jia Huan, the most humble bastard in the Jia family. Everyone, including my own mother, thought I'd be Baoyu's lifelong stepping stone. But they didn't know that within this body resides a demon, borne from a sea of ​​blood and corpses! Lady Wang wants me dead? I'll kill those around her first! Jia Zheng despises me? I'll make him beg me on his knees to bring honor to the family! Baoyu thinks I've offended him? I'll crush everything he holds dear! They play with romance, I play with scheming, intrigue, and absolute violence! Awakening the "Dragon Elephant Prison-Suppressing Technique," I devour blood and energy, my strength soaring with every passing moment! Conquering fierce soldiers, entering the underground boxing ring, and gaining control of the military... When I rise with thunderous force, the entire Jia family will tremble in my wake! Daiyu, Baochai, Fengjie... When they see who is the true dragon of the Jia family, what will they choose?

[Traditional Cultivation + Mortal Journey + Heavenly Bottle + Multi-Dimensional] The Immortal Realm's order has collapsed, and the Ten Dao Ancestors have perished. The Spirit Realm's powerful figures are all lost, and there are no more Mahayana cultivators. Only the Mortal Realm can condense the fortune of the Three Realms...

Mo Fan, a boy from a mountain village, longed to be a carefree immortal, soaring through the heavens and escaping the earth. After failing numerous aptitude tests, he received a small green bottle from his aunt, which opened the door to immortality. On his cultivation journey, he always remembered his aunt's mission to prioritize survival, never forgetting his original aspirations, taking each step steadily until he finally reached the pinnacle of the cultivation world, becoming a mortal Dao Ancestor of a new era...

He was once a ruthless and calculating financial tycoon who wielded the dark power of the modern world, but he perished in a single day, his soul burning in flames.

When he awoke again, the immortal sect was majestic, but he was trapped at the very bottom, his spiritual roots were mixed and he was a menial disciple with only firewood and filth for company.

The path to immortality is arduous? It's just another game of survival of the fittest. The mysteries of the Dao? They will ultimately become the sharpest blade in his hand.

He coldly observed the hypocrisy and cruelty of the cultivation world, habitually dealing with everything through calculation, and regarding everyone as a pawn.

However, those warm and pure eyes... made him begin to doubt himself.

Will he repeat the same mistakes or defy fate in this second life? What will he wield this time?