[Villain story + false compassion + no male protagonist + mortal flow]

Sold to a brothel by her parents at the age of ten, Liu Muqing no longer knew what was good and what was evil.

By chance, she embarked on the path to immortality. Her master taught her to put profit first in everything. Gradually, Liu Muqing understood and decided to cut off the good thoughts in her heart and became the witch of troubled times feared by the world.

How are villains made? This is how villains are made.

A demonic cultivator without a sense of good and evil, she is a cannibal in this world.

PS: This is a story about aboriginal cultivation without a male protagonist. The female protagonist’s way of thinking is completely demonic. Please pay attention~

PPS: Demonic Path! Demonic Path! To put it bluntly, he is a big villain, the kind who takes the initiative to attack!

In the distant ancient age, the flames of civilization had yet to kindle.

On the barren and primitive Modaleng Plain, the demons of deep space stretched their writhing tentacles without restraint.

The spirits of nature clung to the shadows, hoarding their dwindling strength, fearful and silent.

I came from the other side—bearing the torch of civilization.

But the light I brought stirred more than awe; it awakened the rot.

Waves of ignorance and madness followed in its wake.

The fetid, decaying firmament blinked open its ancient, starless eye.

Yet I shall not yield.

I will shatter the chains of flesh and blood,

pierce the boundaries of thought and spirit,

and in this cursed cosmos where even the stars decay—

Let it be known:

Strangers shall never be slaves.

[No System] [Mortal Style] [Decisive Killing]

Fang Yi traveled through time, treading the path of the devil, only to

reach the stage of forming an elixir. Reincarnated after death, he returned to the path of medicine, curing illnesses and saving lives, promoting health and longevity, and earning a reputation

far and wide. The path to

immortality was treacherous, with demonic cultivators rampant. Fang Yi made friends, cultivated peacefully, refined puppets, and sacrificed corpses, gathering "talents" and accumulating foundations.

...

Over a hundred years later, the demonic path invaded, and evil cultivators

blocked the way. "Hehehe, Fang Yi, medical practitioners are not good at fighting.

Submit to me immediately, and you will survive." A verdant treasure banner, brimming with medicinal fragrance, shed wisps of life, shielding Fang Yi.

"Hahaha, this place is deserted, and a mere medical instrument still yields!"

"Desolate?" Fang Yi's eyes shone darkly.

The treasure banner, transformed from life to death, ghostly figures filled the sky, and the corpse puppets howled like a demonic kingdom.

Yinsha Master: "A magical weapon emanates ghostly energy, a medical banner of ten thousand souls?"

The Bone Demon: "The Yin Vein refines corpses, so they're not good at fighting?"

Nine Corpse Wanderer: "Sacrificing human puppets, is that good for others?" Fang Yi,

a gentleman like jade, smiles without a word, the aroma of medicinal herbs lingering in his ears.

...

Time cuts through the prodigies, leaving the path to immortality shrouded in enchantment.

Fang Yi has become an immortal in the eyes of the righteous ancestors, the demonic giants, and the demon spirits.

Eras pass, time rolls, countless prodigies rise and fall.

Only Fang Yi remains unshakable, ascending step by step to immortality.

Li Ming, a capital manipulator trained by an old fraud, was shot during his trial, and awakened in a world shaped by an extraordinary worldview.

Guided by bloodstained greed and a belief in the brilliance of money, he ruthlessly squeezes profit from every corrupt corner.

The brave ride dragons and tame tigers; the timid settle for cats and rabbits.

For a 10% gain, he stirs.

At 50%, he risks it all.

And when profit surpasses 100%, he dares to trample every law underfoot.

While the world watches in fear and fury, Li Ming sneers:

“Don’t shackle me with your morality or law, when money rises to speak, the truth has no choice but to shut up.”

[No Saintly Ideals] · [No Female Lead] · [No System] · [No Transmigration]

Whatever the heart desires, whatever the will pursues, becomes the Ultimate Immortal Path.

The Heavenly Dao?

The Heavenly Dao is dead. Let the Demon Dao rise in its place.

This is a brutal world of cultivation where only strength matters. The strong are revered. The weak are crushed like ants.

My name is Zhao Wuji.

And in my pursuit of immortality, nothing is forbidden. No law, no virtue, no limit shall bind me.

(Darker + villainous male protagonist + not a cool story + fictional world)

Some people say that I am a loving father and a filial son... I helped my father reach the other side of life...

Some people say I am the best actor... I am an old actor with professional ethics, and I am performing in the entertainment industry...

Some people say that I am the greatest good man in the last days... I have given millions of people, regardless of their status, the opportunity to be treated equally and to ascend to the heaven they have always dreamed of...

Who am I? I am the eternal night! I am the eternal life!

……

After forty years of hardships in the apocalypse, Luo Chenkong, a bounty hunter of the fifth gene chain, awakened his ability to go back in time because of a pseudo-immortality potion and returned to before the apocalypse. In this life, he is no longer bound by emotions. He uses his ability to return from death again and again to experience the disaster of Jinnan Island City... the disaster of the Death Nest... the eternal night of the North... the endless sea of ​​sand... the abyss of despair... seeking a ray of hope and pursuing the long-cherished immortality...

The novel talked about the war between human cultivators and demons, and how they overcame or fell before their inner demons.

The main character was a teenager whose parents were mu*dered because they owned a powerful Taoist treasure. He struggled to survive in this chaotic fantasy world and tried to find a chance to avenge his parents. Meanwhile he discovered the top secrets behind this world.

Most people are born ordinary, but there are always a few who, even if born into mediocrity, aspire to greatness.

From a nameless exploited laborer to a godfather in the shadows;

From the bottom rung of society, bound by rules, to a secret emperor who crafts those very rules.

When the sun shines, this nation belongs to the Federation. But when night falls, it belongs to me!

“Sometimes, shadows can be just as vast as light—sometimes, they can even eclipse it.”

“We never extort or blackmail anyone. Every penny we earn can withstand the scrutiny of our conscience.”

If someone knocks on your door at night, they are either delivering my regards or bringing ruin for your arrogance.

As for what you will receive, that depends on the choice you make, my friend!