[Decisive and Ruthless] · [Profit Above All] · [No Female Lead] · [Villainous Protagonist] · [Not Invincible]

“Immortality is bait, let the world’s heroes fight to the death for it.”

When the ancient scripture resurfaces, chaos erupts across the land. Kingdoms fall, alliances shatter, and ambition floods the world like wildfire.

The sages claimed that immortality was a dead end, an unreachable dream.

But I saw hope in the ashes of despair.

I will carve my own path toward eternal life, a path that belongs to me alone.

And even if it ends in death, I will have no regrets.

Fantasy is truth.

Reality is also illusory.

Suddenly one day, Meng Ke discovered that he could create illusions indefinitely and turn them into reality.

However, when the illusion turns into reality, some strange things will appear on the earth at the same time.

In the old Jing dynasty, evil spirits and monsters were rampant, Xuan Qingwei was set up to supervise the world, hoe the evil, punish evil and help the way.

Shen Hao crossed here, and it took four years to climb from an ordinary soldier in Xuanqingwei to the position of Xiaoqi, but it was almost impossible to go further based on his background.

One day, he suddenly discovered that there was a dragon in his body, an ancestor of ten thousand dragons who feed on souls and immortals! Whenever the enemy was killed, the dragon would jump out to induce him to swallow the opponent’s soul or demon core evil core, and even his cultivation base began to rush forward.

……

Shen Hao: I’m just handling a case, how come I’m invincible?

[This is a notebook for recording strange stories][Writing any words in the notebook will sign a contract with the notebook][The contract will not become invalid unless the contractor dies][After signing the contract, you can use any pen to write strange stories in the notebook, and the strange stories you write will come true][There is only one price for signing the contract, and that is the contractor's entire future life span] A mysterious notebook, a mysterious story, and the human desire to explore the unknown will always be the best helper for the spread of strange stories...

Qi Condensation. Foundation Establishment. Core Formation. In the current world, only these three realms are known to be achievable. Nascent Soul is but a legend and the realms above it lost to the the long river of time. The modern era is known as Cultivation Civilization, a balance of power and civility, excess and moderation. While cultivation remains a secret practice, it has long since exposed itself to the mundane world, quietly intertwined with each facet of society. While the world appears to be at peace, what lies underneath is a conflict between human, cultivator, and demon, brewing for ages and waiting to implode. Yet in the wake of humanity’s rapid industrialization, qi—and consequently cultivation—is dying.

Besieged on all sides by demon and human, Xu Yangyi, our protagonist, strives to reach the apex, armed only with esoteric knowledge and his cool pragmatism, and to avenge the unjust deaths of both his parents. Embroiled in conspiracy and with adversity waiting at each turn, he is undeterred in his conquest to seek the Grand Dao and break free of this world’s shackles, claiming his title as the pioneer of an era!

Place of Birth: Bone Sea Identity: Skeleton… In the next moment, Yun Ming, still in a daze, was swept into the battlefield. Thus, a bewildered gray bone was ruthlessly hijacked by fate. What kind of unknowns will he face?

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The world swam into focus through a haze of gray-white mist, the only sound a persistent, dry crackling in unseen ears. Yun Ming’s consciousness flickered, slowly anchoring itself to a body lying flat on… bones. Countless bones, forming a desolate, shifting landscape beneath him. He tried to sit up, but agony exploded through his frame, sharp and absolute. Looking down, he saw not flesh, but gray-white ribs. Above, slender leg bones stretched where his own should be.

“I… am a skeleton?” The thought echoed in the hollow cavity of his skull, a silent scream of disbelief swallowed by the oppressive mist. Around him, other skeletal figures stirred, mindless automatons rising from the osseous sea, only for some to suddenly collapse, scattering back into the landscape like brittle twigs. Death was palpable here, a constant presence reinforced by the chilling whispers of disintegration.

A voice, alien yet intimate, suddenly bloomed within his mind, urging him forward, into the unknown grayness. With excruciating effort, fueled by a primal fear and a dawning, terrifying awareness, Yun Ming forced his fragile new body upright. This was the Bone Sea. This was his new, horrifying beginning. And in this realm of endless death, survival was the only imperative. His journey, fraught with pain and the constant threat of dissolution, had just begun.

I am a stranger from another country, and I have no intention of becoming a fairy.

...

After 20 years of cultivating Taoism in the deep mountains, the master asked Song You to go down the mountain to see demons and ghosts, all kinds of life, to visit famous mountains and rivers, and legendary immortals, saying that that is the real practice.

Unexpectedly, traveling all over the country, the fairy is actually myself.

[Through the Book][Han Li][Magic Bottle][Hot Blood][Group Portrait][Villain Counterattack][Sequential Evolution][Mutated Spiritual Root][Decisive Killing]

> The first thing I did after becoming Mo Juren: destroy Zhang Tie’s puppet and snatch Han Li’s opportunity!

> I didn't find the little green bottle under the cliff, but I dug out a rusty magic bottle——

> From then on, the style of painting suddenly changed:

> Poison creates a phantom killer, waste elixir becomes a mountain god, and lightning strike activates the fairyland in the bottle!

Han Li cultivated for a hundred years to become an immortal. Mo Yuan smiled and touched Sequence 101: "Be good, carry me to chop down the Heavenly Dao."

> When the ultimate sequence [Zero Gun] penetrates the sky——

> The gods and Buddhas in heaven were shocked to realize: This villain had already transformed himself into the Supreme God!

"When the four great continents collapse and the heavens fall, I shall ascend to the Heavenly Realm of Mount Ling and take command of the Thunderous Voice."

Ji Yuannian stood in silence upon a lotus seat of ten thousand leaves, clad in pristine white Buddhist robes. His jet-black hair cascaded like a waterfall, eyes cold and distant as he gazed toward the far western horizon, where the vast and mist-veiled Mount Sumeru loomed.

...

Wherever paths cross, there are only immortals or cultivators—seated in stillness, preaching the Yellow Court Scripture.

And so, the story begins...

In Beiju Luzhou.