Fang Han transmigrated to the Great Gan Dynasty, a chaotic world intertwined with martial arts, demons, and guilds. Bound to a daily sign-in system, he checked in daily based on his status to receive rewards; the higher his status, the more incredible the rewards! Starting as a lowly "grass sandal" in a guild, Fang Han climbed his way up step by step. While others toiled in cultivation, he only needed to sign in daily to collect rewards. No matter what kind of guild heroes, martial arts masters, or demons and monsters appeared before Fang Han, he would smash them with a single punch. One day, Fang Han looked back at this world and realized he had transcended the mortal realm, crossing over to the other side! Daily sign-in + guild upgrades + guild management + demons + martial arts—daily sign-in brings surprises, with a fast-paced and exciting experience.
In the prosperous oriental city, there is a small martial arts hall that attracts the world’s strongest players.
The charge there is high, even if it is just a one-minute chat with the owner, it costs 8888 yuan.
There are no regular business operations there, and the museum is open for at most a few hours a day, and it is closed at intervals of three to five.
The service there is very bad, and the trainees do not get advice from the master all the year round, and they don’t even send out a practice uniform.
However, it is such a wonderful little martial arts museum, but every day there are countless strong people who want to join, even if they just go in for cleaning.
One day, the president of the Global Warrior Association, who has lived in the mountains for many years, visited this museum.
“Baba is going to make a birthday cake for me today. It’s very busy. Come and wait in line tomorrow.” A delicate and lovely little girl said gruffly.
The day I was reborn as a three-year-old baby in Douluo Continent, my father's Golden Holy Dragon Martial Spirit was being ridiculed by everyone as a useless Martial Spirit.
In the icy snow, he caught the bronze soul coin thrown by the mocker with his cracked hands: "Please give me a few more days..."
And I accidentally touched his soul power in the chaos, and suddenly a ding-dong sound rang in my ears:
[Potential Supreme Mentor detected, God-level Martial Soul Growth System activated! ]
The experience panel suddenly popped up above his father's head, and the skill tree flashed a faint blue light in his eyes.
When the master who claimed to be theoretically invincible scornfully pronounced that "natural level five soul power is the limit"—
The system subtitles floating in the air began to jump wildly:
[Main Quest: Please assist your father in completing his spirit evolution]
Current progress: 0.01%…0.02%…
[Qin Dynasty + Tianxing + Qin's Time + Thrilling Novel + Female Lead+++] Bai Xiao transmigrates into the world of "Tianxing Jiuge" and becomes a fake eunuch in the Han King's palace. He awakens a fake eunuch system at the start, becoming stronger by helping others castrate themselves. From then on, the Eastern and Western Depots spread across the Seven Kingdoms. Bai Xiao is either helping others castrate themselves or on his way to castrate himself. "You castrate Bai Yifei and obtain the Nine Yin Manual." "You castrate Prince Dan of Yan and obtain the Nine Yang Manual." "You castrate Tian Guang and obtain the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic (Collector's Edition)." "You castrate Guiguzi and obtain the One Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate." "You castrate Donghuang Taiyi and obtain the Three Realms Teleportation Array." Yan Lingji: Want to become stronger? Come to the Eastern Depot! Chao Nu Yao: The Western Depot offers painless abortions, and the reward is a powerful pill. Tian Ze: I've been castrated, I've become stronger, I've successfully restored my kingdom! Bai Yifei: Cultivating evil arts for over ten years is not as direct as Bai Xiao's single strike. Wei Zhuang: Senior brother, your strength has increased dramatically recently. Did you go to the castration room? Han Fei: Brother Wei Zhuang, what were you doing in the castration room? Xuan Jian: The Ghost Valley Twin Swords have made rapid progress; they're truly young geniuses. Gui Gu Zi: What Ghost Valley Twin Swords? They've already joined the Western Depot with me. Dong Huang: What's a few men sacrificing for the collective ascension of the Yin Yang School? Six Kingdoms: White God, please don't come! Wherever you go, Ying Zheng's army will fight. Ying Zheng: We can lose the national war, but Bai Xiao must belong to Qin. Bai Xiao: A sword drawn without a woman in one's heart is divine; a woman in one's heart is entrusted to the Eastern Depot—that's true loyalty.
[Easy to play] [Level up] [Fast pace] [Slightly weak] [Decisive and ruthless] [Invincible] [Not mindless]
Transcend a world of high martial arts and suppress all races!
It became a demon-locking tower.
...The director?!
Lu Chen opened his eyes wide, somewhat stunned. What the heck?
"Give away a Grade One Qi and Blood Pill, and receive a ten-thousand-fold return, plus a Divine-grade Dragon Marrow Pill as a reward!"
"Gifted the mortal-rank martial skill Ice Soul Sword Technique, with a ten-thousand-fold return, and rewarded with the heaven-rank martial skill - Annihilation Fist!"
...
While others cultivate for ten years, he "licks" for a single day!
The school beauty wants a Qi and Blood Stone? Here you go!
The goddess needs cultivation techniques? Here you go!
The villain mocked him for being useless? He retaliated by overwhelming him with resources!
Lu Chen: "Flatter one person, and you'll enrich a region; flatter ten thousand, and you'll become a Martial God!"
...
Years later,
Lu Chen: I've met many women. Some called me a bastard, some called me shameless, and some called me a dog.
Without exception, they all became my women.
Some consider this place hell, but I say it's heaven: you want love, you want respect, you want revenge, you want your name engraved on a disk and spread across the internet, you want to become a unique legend, you want your dreams to come true—all of this can be achieved here... as long as you have money—or more accurately: as long as you're not a real coward. Bullets loaded, weapon gripped tightly, a fire burned fiercely within Tang Lie.
In this cyberpunk world of high technology and low-life, the smoke of gunfire and the roar of machinery intertwine to create a cruel and chaotic tapestry. It's a world firmly governed by instinct, where reason is gradually lost amidst the flashing neon lights and torrents of desire. People struggle to survive in the cracks between virtual and reality, resorting to any means necessary for a glimmer of hope. Amidst this chaos, there is a unique protagonist, like a cold, solitary light in the night sky, who has forged his formidable reputation solely with his blade. In the urban jungle teeming with bullets and steel behemoths, he moves with agility, his blade flashing coldly as enemies fall. He doesn't rely on complex, cold mechanical bodies, nor does he despise the bombardment of firearms. Instead, he forges his own path to dominance in this mad world with pure swordsmanship, writing a legendary chapter of courage, glory, and resistance with every swing, fearlessly marching towards his unknown destiny in the shadows.
What is Wu?
Martial arts has nothing to do with chess, calligraphy and painting, it has nothing to do with treasures and secrets, and there are not so many world-leading ones. Martial arts is a technique, a technique that gives the weak an opportunity to wield a knife against the strong.
What is a hero?
Chivalry is not romantic, it is not traditional culture, and there is nothing gentle, courteous, and frugal about it. Chivalry is violence, a bayonet made for a tyrant by those who are forced into danger.
Cao Mo allied with Ke and returned to Lu to invade the land. Zhuan Zhu advanced to Zhi, and Ding Wu usurped the throne. Brother Zhang cried in the market and reported to the owner that he had to paint the toilet. Cut off one's neck to redress grievances, act with one's sleeves. Violent Qin takes away souls, and cowards gain morale.
This is a martial arts story.
In the 1930s, several like-minded young people came together and worked hard to change the world.
Then, two hundred years later, in a landfill, Xiangshan, the founder of cyber martial arts who had reopened the world and formed its own system, lost all his memory and woke up while chanting the name of his enemy.
"Maybe it's because I lost back then that the world became like this..."
"Then this time, I will never lose!"
This is the story of one person changing the world again!
In a wasteland where civilization has crumbled and order has rotted away, Luo Qiu—a lone remnant clinging to the edge of survival—rises from the filth and radioactive dust. He is not the chosen one, merely a survivor too stubborn to die.
Fate’s cruel gift drags him into the abyss known as the Void Realm—a dimension of madness, where unspeakable horrors twist reality and gnaw at the edges of sanity. His path is a blood-soaked, corpse-littered stairway to godhood, a brutal ascent through decay and despair.
This is the tale of a man who, by trampling gods, demons, and the mighty underfoot, dares to set decay aflame with the spark of free will—birthing something entirely new.
Sanity? Just my power bank.
Reset. Ragnarok.
A dark, unflinching epic, this story is like a slow-cooked broth or a fiery, lingering liquor—meant to be savored, one potent sip at a time.
[Urban cultivation, no routine, battle of wits, strong logical plot, pseudo-infinite flow, non-system (will explain), multiple female protagonists]
In 2040, in New City, an artificial island built by powerful nations, a supernatural disaster, the Vortex, is secretly erupting.
The Chinese-backed Special Investigation Bureau, the undercurrent gangs in the new city, the giant technology companies that almost manipulate people's livelihood, and the supernatural phenomena that occur from time to time, they continue to stir the new city into a huge vortex.
Let's see how Xi Yun looks within himself in the midst of the difficult-to-distinguish truth and falsehood, seeks the truth, and in the ever-confused situation, he distinguishes right from wrong and stands tall in the midst of the storm.