Some say he is the bad apple in a basket, that he’s rotting everything around him with disgrace and corruption.

Some say he is the biggest scum of the South Zhanbu Continent, that he’s colluding with the dark sects to cheat, steal, and commit all manner of atrocities.

Some say he is the most wanted playboy. “Lock your daughters at home to keep Fang Xing away!”

To all of those people, “That’s right, I am that big rotten apple. Any problem with that?”

This brand of anti-hero is a young orphan with poor prospects and nothing more than the keepsakes of his uncles. He plots, schemes, and orchestrates all manner of villainy in his quest for power and revenge, unafraid to live precariously and make enemies out of those he really should not.

500 years ago, Chen Xi was devoured by a crack in the void and was transported into a cultivation world.

500 years later, he returned back to Earth after enduring through several hardships and discovered that only 5 years had gone by.

…

In the courtyard, beauty at the side, a candle flame wavering.

A gush of clear wind, half a full moon, the peach tree remains unchanging.

…

Wait, whose kid is this?! Why is she calling me papa? Gazing at the little girl in front of him with skin as pale as jade, Chen Xi froze.

…

Returning home from cultivation, starting as a stay-at-home dad.

In this life, not fighting to be a king nor claiming to be a tyrant, only praying to peacefully be a wife-pampering mad devil and a child-protecting daddy!

Traveling to the end of the dynasty when demons appeared frequently and warriors were rampant,

the impoverished and sick Lin Xuankong found that he had the fate of [old but strong]. The longer he lived, the stronger his talent and understanding would be.

At the age of fifty, his cultivation speed increased by fifty times, at the age of eighty, it increased by eighty times, and at the age of three hundred, it could increase by three hundred times...

Thousands

of years later, Lin Xuankong

, who had long since recovered his youth, suddenly looked back and found that the countless powerful enemies he had killed had turned into dust and disappeared.

The willow tree he personally enlightened had become the master of hundreds of millions of demons!

The full moon on the boat has gone from now on,

and immortality is originally a lonely person.

Nightmare was reborn, returning to 100,000 years ago, when he was still the tragic figure in Starfall Pavilion, known as the "Centennial Demonic Prodigy," but in reality, the biggest stepping stone for the Chosen One, Lin Hao, in his early days.

In his past life, he suffered endless torment from the heavens, becoming a mere backdrop on Lin Hao's path to rise. Ultimately, on the day of his wedding to the righteous fairy, he was besieged by "justice" and his soul was annihilated by the divine thunder of the nine heavens.

He opened his eyes. The immortal sect remained the same, and the powerful enemy had not yet arrived. But this time, the one who returned, carrying boundless hatred and memories of his past life, was no longer the cannon fodder villain who could only wreak havoc in vain!

[Ding! Villain's Counterattack System Bound! Mission: Plunder the destiny of the chosen one and reverse fate!]

Nightmare laughed at Lin Hao, who was incredibly lucky and could find magical treasures just by stepping outside.

Your secret adventure? Mine's mine!

Your confidante? She's mine!

Your master's legacy? Mine is mine!

You rely on the favor of Heaven to act recklessly? I'll take it all away, bit by bit!

When the trajectory of destiny completely deviates, when so-called opportunities disappear one after another, when the chosen one begins to doubt life and his resolve crumbles...

Lin Hao was horrified to discover that the villain he should have trampled underfoot had somehow quietly taken up a position behind the scenes, orchestrating events and manipulating his fate at will!

"Why?! I am the chosen one!" Lin Hao's mentality collapsed, and he roared in resentment.

Nightmare stood atop the heavens, demonic flames raging beneath his feet, his eyes filled only with coldness and resolve:

"Heaven is unjust, so I will defy it!"

"Your destiny is mine? Then I'll take it!"

"In this life, I, Nightmare, am the greatest cause and effect!"

A half-baked necromancer, cobbled together unorthodox methods, stumbling and struggling to survive in another world.

"Are you cultivating immortality?"

Maybe.

"Is this fantasy?"

It's probably some kind of game world.

"Is that so?"

Hard to say

This world has Fox Fairies, River Gods, Water Monsters, Great Demons and Cultivators who seek immortality.

By activating their Dharma Eyes, cultivators can see all kinds of demons and ghosts.

Refining a flying sword, they can kill enemies thousands of miles away.

Their all-seeing eyes and all-hearing ears allow them to observe everything around them…

The second young master of the Qin family, Qin Yun was one such cultivator…

This book is also known as "The Diary of the Female Prime Minister" and "How the Wives of the Chaebols Are Made"

What is a city tycoon? What is he in the face of world power?

What's the point of urban rebirth? What if I can't live forever in the next life?

In early 2024, he was hailed as the last Maoshan monk who could ascend to immortality.

Fang Zuo.

The ascension and tribulation failed, and the Nascent Soul fell into Tokyo.

Wreaking havoc at the top of the power pyramid around the world.

In the days of searching for the truth behind the disappearance of aura.

Filled with widows, tycoon wives and garbage collectors.

Fang Zuo suddenly realized that these strong women were all helping him intentionally or unintentionally.

She became a female prime minister, a female president, and a female chaebol, standing at the pinnacle of the political and business circles of various countries.

Fan Wu, who traveled to the mysterious world, received a golden finger with attributes! As long as you kill monsters and monsters, you can get points that can be used to enhance your own attributes!

After that, a muscular Taoist priest with a unique style of painting appeared in the mysterious world.

Facing the trembling demons and ghosts, Fan Wu showed a ferocious smile.

"Your purity is too low!!"

"System, add more points!!"

Xu Xing traveled through the world of immortal cultivation, and finally became the ancestor of the immortal sect after going through hardships. However, he never thought that after one retreat, the whole world would change.

The immortal version of Huang Mao stepped on the flying sword painted with sword energy and thunder sound.

Lao Deng, my flying sword is parked at your door. Here is the report card!

The civil engineering brother changed the weather with one punch to meet the deadline. Civil

engineering should open the sky with one punch, right?

The old demon of the magic way cultivated the simulated soul through cloning technology and illusion.

Why do you refine the Ten Thousand Souls Banner as a poor guy ?

The Hehuan Sect absorbs essence through live broadcast on the Internet.

Is the big brother on the list also looking at whether his yang energy is strong?

"Sword cultivator in front! You are speeding! Please pull over, cooperate with the investigation, and show your sword license!"

Ah?

Have I traveled back again?