Humans are the spirit of all living beings, Gu* are the essence of heaven and earth.

With his three views* unrighteous, a demon is reborn.

Former days are but an old dream, an identical name is made anew.

The story of a time traveler who keeps on being reborn.

A unique world that nurtures, refines, and uses Gu.

Spring Autumn Cicada, Moonlight Gu, Liquor Worm, Great Qi Golden Light Worm, Slender Black Hair Gu, Hope Gu…

And a great demon of the world that acts as his heart pleases!

A story of a villain, Fang Yuan who was reborn 500 years into the past with the Spring Autumn Cicada he painstakingly refined. With his profound wisdom, battle and life experiences, he seeks to overcome his foes with skill and wit! Ruthless and amoral, he has no need to hold back as he pursues his ultimate goals. In a world of cruelty where one cultivates using Gu – magical creatures of the world – Fang Yuan must rise up above all with his own power.

Note :

Gu are legendary venomous insects, often used in black magic practices. They can take on the form of several insects, usually snakes, crickets, worms, etc.

Three views = one’s world view, values of worth and philosophy on life.

“With my knowledge, give me a fulcrum on which to place it and I shall move the world!”

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Sorcerer Continent—a world where sorcerers exist. Wielders of arcane knowledge. Masters of all elements. Sovereigns of space and time. These sorcerers governed the world with their unrivalled prowess. One day, a young man awakened into this world with his past forgotten and no place to call home. Follow along as Glenn, by relying on his luck and wit, tries to survive and advance in this unforgiving world. Entangled within the machinations of fate, political schemes, power struggles and wars, he forges his own path and creates a place for himself.

How difficult is the immortal way!

What's more, this world of cultivating immortals has been completely changed by a plague!

Ordinary people are infected with disease, and once immortals come into contact with them, their cultivation base will decline at least, and they will return to heaven in severe cases, so the immortals will be separated forever;

Immortals cannot be practiced together, and the entire world of cultivating immortals has become a huge dark forest;

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Li Fan came across, although he was ambitious, but he could only wallow in the mortal world, wasting his life.

Fortunately, at the end of his life, he finally awakened a strange treasure, which can turn the truth into a falsehood, turn the real life into a dream, and return to the time when he just crossed over!

Thus, Li Fan began his long journey of life!

In the second life, Li Fan finally ruled the world for fifty years, but he searched the world and found no trace of the fairy. Only at the end of life can you see the traces of immortals.

In the third life, Li Fan devoted all his energy and planning, but in the end he was no match for the immortal's sword!

Fourth world...

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I, Li Fan, am a mortal, I will never regret for a lifetime, but I only want to live forever!

This novel is also known as Transcendental MechanicWhat do you do when you wake up and find yourself inside the very game that you love?

What do you do when you realize you that you have not only become an NPC – you have even been thrown back in time to before the game even launched!

What will happen when our protagonist’s two realities coincide?

Han Xiao was a professional power leveler before his transmigration. Using his past life’s knowledge, Han Xiao sweeps through the universe as he prepares for the arrival of the players. This is definitely not your typical transmigration novel.

With the rising tide of steam power and machinery, who can come close to being a Beyonder? Shrouded in the fog of history and darkness, who or what is the lurking evil that murmurs into our ears?

Waking up to be faced with a string of mysteries, Zhou Mingrui finds himself reincarnated as Klein Moretti in an alternate Victorian era world where he sees a world filled with machinery, cannons, dreadnoughts, airships, difference machines, as well as Potions, Divination, Hexes, Tarot Cards, Sealed Artifacts…

The Light continues to shine but mystery has never gone far. Follow Klein as he finds himself entangled with the Churches of the world—both orthodox and unorthodox—while he slowly develops newfound powers thanks to the Beyonder potions.

Like the corresponding tarot card, The Fool, which is numbered 0—a number of unlimited potential—this is the legend of “The Fool”.

"I have repeatedly emphasized that the atmosphere in the world of immortality is inherently crooked, and I am not the one who caused it. They say history books are written by the victors, so why do people always frame me when I win?" Lu Yang Jianxian said in an interview with reporters. , expressing great anger.

the next day.

"I have repeatedly emphasized that I have distorted the atmosphere in the world of immortality. History is written by the victors. I won!" Lu Yang Jianxian said in an interview with reporters, expressing great anger. ——"Xiuxian Daily" reports for you.

(Traditional mortal cultivation + no CP heroine + slow heat)

The country girl in the mountains also has lofty ambitions.

We female practitioners should be self-reliant!

This is the story of a local cultivator and the struggle history of a small person.

There is no rebirth, book-traveling, or cheat codes.

What we have is just the unyielding faith and determination!

Heaven and Earth serve as the guesthouse for all living things, with Time being the sojourner since time immemorial.

As with the difference between dreaming and awakening, the distinction between life and death is diverse and confused, and changing.

What awaits us beyond time, once we have transcended life and death, heaven and earth?

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor.

At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’‽”