[Hodgepodge world view], [pseudo dnd], [fun]

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"All the spells I developed and improved are out of the exploration of truth and the pursuit of science. You should not slander a simple scholar like me."

In the first year of the Third Era, Jia Xiu, the greatest spellcaster in history, the inventor of more than 10,000 spells, and the sorcerer known as the forbidden spell maker, answered like this when facing the accusation of genocide.

"Why does the infinite healing spell make the target's whole body get cancer? Just tell me if the cancer tumor is healing infinitely!"

"The absolute protection spell blocks the air and causes suffocation? Heaven and earth are conscientious, air is very dangerous, of course it must be blocked, I have sufficient evidence to prove that anyone who breathes the air will die."

"The little boy's summoning spell destroyed the Demon King's City, and the radiation produced made it uninhabitable for 30 years. Well, this, uh... I am the extermination of the demon race, how about it! I say I am innocent, whoever agrees, whoever opposes!"

Strange talk, a strange thing that uses cognition as food, information as weapon, and information as currency. They are neither living nor dead, existing in the lore of men, living in the shadows of the world.

"Does this mean that I will become a monster?"

In ancient times, they were worshiped as gods and powerful by faith.

"Then I am a god!"

In ancient times, they were regarded as feared by demons and fed on fear.

"I will become the master of ghost stories!"

But under the scouring of the torrent of the times, they gradually disappeared, leaving only paragraphs of text that were regarded as nonsense.

"It is my duty to recast the glory of ghost stories."

But you're not a weirdo, well, you're not human either.

"Well, it's considered a success if you become a monster."

In the mass grave, I fed a ghost alive - it was just a tool for me to survive.

The essence and blood of the clan members, the flesh and blood of geniuses, the souls of the entire clan... all become food for refining ghosts!

The stronger the ghost, the more ferocious the backlash? Stronger restrictions, deeper calculations, make it a permanent slave!

They used every possible means, including robbing cultivators, massacring cities, going undercover, killing masters, and training devils.

My evil magic reaches all the heavens, and I use the common people as materials to refine my supreme ghost way!

Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul… In front of the world barrier, looking back:

Homeland? It's just the first stepping stone to the top!

Xu Qing woke up to find himself turned into a Zombie.

Zombies do not die; their life is endless, yet they suffer from the lack of a method to evolve and ascend!

Facing a chaotic era where ceremonies and music collapse, and demons and strange creatures emerge endlessly, Xu Qing chooses to remain under the radar and becomes the most inconspicuous Corpse Driver in the shadowy profession of corpse craftsman, earning various rewards by performing rites for the dead each day.

Be it folk arts, innumerable professions, or the nation's destiny and heaven's will, gods, ghosts, and the extraordinary, Xu Qing hides within a shop, mastering them all.

Watching clouds rise and fall, witnessing the dynasties change and old acquaintances fade; with eyes opening and closing, witnessing the vicissitudes of life, thousands upon thousands of years, my form remains unchanged, eventually becoming an eternal name among the immortals!

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[Alternative Longevity Stream, Folklore and Anomalies, Management Daily, Steady Cultivation]

God is dead and hell is empty.

Five times, six hearts.

Seven killed, eight sides to come.

Nine fears are destroyed, and there is nothing.

In a man's skin,

A red candle at night.

Be careful, there is no one in front.

Rebirth as the world's number one sect should have been a perfect start.

But Chu Xinghe found that his path of cultivation was a little different.

Can you be invincible in the world as long as you destroy your own sect?

It's not easy to build a world's number one sect, and it's not easy to destroy it?

Chu Xinghe found that it's really not easy.

He tried his best to destroy his own sect, but every time he made the sect stronger, what does it mean?

Countless years later, at the peak of martial arts, Chu Xinghe looked at the sect that was invincible in the world under his "efforts" and was speechless.

Someone asked him, what made you invincible all the way to today.

Chu Xinghe: "If I say I just want to destroy my own sect, do you believe it?"

Everyone bowed down, and there was no construction without destruction. It turned out that the thoughts of Emperor Haotian were not something that we mortals could understand.

Zhou Mo sat on a park bench with a cup of milk tea, his mind empty as he pondered over something crucial for a man who had just traveled through time. When would he die? And... who stole his brain? The murderer was very unethical. It was understandable that he dug out his brain, but taking away his eyes as well was too much. So Zhou Mo planned to retrieve his brain before he died completely.

[Daily Farming + Creative Path + Invincible Boss + Beast Pet + No Female Lead]

Qin Shou, who was suffering from organ failure, closed his eyes, kicked his legs, and opened his eyes again, only to find himself in a group of refugees fleeing famine in ancient times.

Good news: Rebirth

Bad news: Your body will remain the same as your previous life, with only half a year to live.

Good news: There are warriors in this world who possess extraordinary powers.

Bad news: My weak body cannot practice martial arts

Good news: Qin Shou found that his understanding was growing every moment.

Good wind helps me soar to the sky.

With the blessing of infinite enlightenment, Qin Shou created his own way based on the Taoist canon and Buddhist scriptures of his previous life and successfully extended his life.

I lived the leisurely farming life of my dreams, picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely gazing at the southern mountains.

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Since when, the small Waner Village has become a forbidden area in the eyes of martial arts masters all over the world.

Thirty years ago, the apostate Saint of the Blood Lotus Sect disappeared in Qingshui County and reappeared, slaughtering the century-old sect that had been causing trouble.

A hundred years ago, the prince of Chu fled here. Ten years later, he successfully restored his country, created a prosperous era, and became a wise ruler.

Three hundred years ago, the invincible Dugu Jiujian went into the mountains to seek his way and disappeared. But now there is an old man guarding the ordinary farmyard.

Eight hundred years ago, the Demon Lord of the cholera world entered the world to dominate the world and wipe out the hidden masters, but he disappeared in the Baiyue Mountain area. Not long after, the world's largest sect disintegrated and turned into the dust of history.

The world goes on and on, for hundreds and thousands of years, and the world changes drastically, but only one person stands outside the chess game and watches indifferently.

Someone asked, are there immortals in the world?

Countless overlords who dominated an era had a figure in green clothes in their minds, who replied decisively, "There is an immortal."

[No Female Lead] [Cthulhu] [Infinite Flow] [Sci-Fi Apocalypse] [Villain] [All Heavens and Worlds]

“Li Yuan, you lunatic! I cannot comprehend your malice toward life, nor dare I imagine how cold and indifferent the depths of your dark heart must be. Your actions revolt me. I just think… killing you is more urgent than killing any enemy.”

“Li Yuan, do you wish to play God? Do you want to turn the world into hell, engraving your crimes into every corner? You want to turn life into a toy, with all survival and death hinging on your whim. Even if all the evil of every demon were combined, it would not match the darkness buried deep in your soul. The crimes you’ve committed surpass the imagination of any legal code—so I shall call upon the gods to punish your sins!”

When a soul is bound to a higher-dimensional artifact of plunder, each time he dies, he crosses into the next world with his memories intact. From a demon who steals origin itself, to an eternal one who destroys worlds—this is the story of a madman.

[Ordinary cultivation of immortality + Taoist immortality + avoiding danger]

In the world of cultivation, Lu Qing relied on the skills of avoiding danger to escape from dangerous situations time and time again.

He is low-key and just wants to live forever.

The peerless genius is full of vigor and vitality, and Lu Qing is practicing.

A peerless expert suddenly appeared, but Lu Qing was still practicing.

Later, the chosen ones of heaven, the most evil geniuses, and the most powerful men of the same period have all become dried bones in the graves.

Lu Qing, however, has transcended the boundless.

Disaster is always one step behind me. ——He said so.