[Mortals Cultivate Immortality] + [Villains] + [No Decline of IQ] + [Gradually Darkening] + [Decisive Killing] + [No Female Protagonist] + [No System, Non-Fun Story] + [Each Character Has a Rich Story]

Jiang Zheng, a scholar, has set foot on the path to immortality!

But due to his low talent, he had to sell his emotions to the strange voice in his mind in exchange for talent and cultivation.

So, a scholar walked out of the dust...Killing the proud, destroying the powerful, refining the demon flag...The sun and the moon are destroyed with his fists, and the mountains and rivers are broken with his feet!

What else can't a person without emotions do?

…

Jiang Zheng: "What is cultivation? It's a life-and-death struggle!"

"Let me ask you, there is only one spiritual stone here, who will take it? To put it bluntly, I must kill you!"

"In fact, at the beginning, I was also a good person! Don't be afraid, I am very powerful, killing people is just a matter of one blow!"

…

"Even if all seven emotions and six desires are gone, I still laugh at the Supreme Forgetting Emotions and Being Free"

"I know I regret, this is why I don't regret!"

Riel, a polished and self-serving psychiatrist, accepts a heartfelt invitation from a game developer to enter Superrealism, a fully immersive neural simulation game.

In this class-stratified virtual world, where thought transmission, brainwashing rhetoric, self-hypnosis, and the binding power of oaths reign supreme, Riel awakens a unique class—the “Articulator”—and begins a journey of radical upheaval.

But the deeper he ventures, the stranger the world becomes. The more he uncovers, the greater his fear grows.

The Inner Society, Future Infinite Monopoly Corporation, Cognitive Restructuring, The Source Realm of Consciousness—unbeknownst to him, he is already entangled in a multidimensional war fought within the mind.

Between genes and memory, ideology and the continuity of life, the Ship of Theseus drifts steadily into uncharted waters—toward the ultimate truths of existence.

The river of history has undergone an unknown transformation, sinking into a reflection of the present. Ancient Celestial Beings have resurrected from the past, pursuing forbidden secrets. Their mighty powers use time as a chessboard, all living beings as pieces, forging a plan for eternity.

Familiar legends, folkloric ghosts, and even once-admired heroes have been distorted and transformed into strange creatures that have sunk into the abyss of the past.

Once-wise and mighty emperors have become evil dragons, hovering over their empires, using their aging and massive bodies to crave the fruit of immortality, their ambergris transformed into demons that devour the common people.

Heroes fallen in battle, illuminated by candlelight, resurrected from a mountain of corpses, establishing the Corpse Reincarnation Royal Court

. By the banks of the Red River, an ancient transmigrator sighs at the moon.

The Horse-Faced Silkworm Lady, the Star Tai Sui, the ancient Heavenly Court, the Silver Dynasty... countless realms of disease vie for passage beyond the present.

Only those who travel through history can reverse the flow of time, excise the transformation, and extract historical skills and relics from the river of history. Even worse, they can usurp the achievements of the most ancient heroes and etch their own legacy into the past.

After resigning and returning home, Jiang Yan accidentally stumbles upon a Rice God of Wealth ritual and overhears the lamentations of the River of History. This awakens his historical talent: the embryo of the Dark Mother Goddess, nurturing countless offspring. Transmuting all disease into nourishment, she nurtures spiritual pets, abilities, memories, rules, and other "offspring" under her control.

From the Corpse Reincarnation Court, he nurtures the Corpse Reincarnation Phoenix; from the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, he nurtures the God of Peace...

Gazing at the decaying River of History, Jiang Yan sighs,

"If I could transform history into nourishment, perhaps I could truly nurture a..."

"Forbidden Immortal God!"

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!

【Prince of Tennis+Conan+Bunno】

Rikkai University 16+3 All members of the Yukimura chef Yukimura's strength has always been the highest

My name is Kazama Hideaki, and I'm a time traveler. Unfortunately, I appeared near a rift in space-time and fell into two worlds that were merging: "Detective Conan" and "The Prince of Tennis." They unexpectedly asked me to act as glue to accelerate the fusion of the worlds.

Fortunately, my beloved motherland - national consciousness - arrived in time and negotiated a super powerful golden finger for me, allowing me to survive in this dangerous world.

Although the identity the world gave me is very dangerous - the third son of the Akai family who never appeared in Detective Conan, I must complete the mission the world gave me.

So, Princes of Tennis, are you ready for the coming case?

(Newbie, please don't criticize if it's not well written) OOC warning

Gu Xingzhi joined the immortal sect. His master was the revered Sage of Medicine. His shiniang (master's wife) was a gentle, virtuous, stunningly beautiful, and generous second-generation immortal. He believed his path of cultivating immortality would forever remain harmonious and filled with camaraderie. Until that night, when his master led him to a room... and ordered him to... sew shiniang back together!

In this world, celestial constellations lock the spirits, and star trajectories align the heavens. All magic originates from the twenty-eight lunar mansions:

- [Liu Tu Zhang·Thousand Threads Soul Stitching]:Transplant limbs, replace organs, steal cultivation, transplant primordial spirits, stitch human souls.

- [Xin Yue Hu·Blazing Star Guards the Heart]: Eyes transform into flickering stars, distort mental domains, ignite heartfire to burn cities.

- [Kui Mu Lang·Armory of Spectral Soldiers]: Summon ancient battlefield divine armaments to possess the body, gaining combat prowess of legendary generals.

- [Wei Yue Yan·Nine Abyss Prison Suppression]: Weave nine layers of netherworld abyss illusions, torment enemies’ dao-hearts with tortures those with unsteady minds face soul annihilation.

...In Stellar Cultivation, there exists no path of invincibility only one thing conquering another!

It subverts the usual formula, featuring professional henchmen and opportunists, with extras playing leading roles.

No system, not a wish-fulfillment story, just hilarious antics and crazy fun. The protagonist chooses to become a god over a human.

Also known as "My teammates are all strong, and I'm the only weakling on the team".

Everyone else is playing the carry role, but I'm stuck playing support.

How a fence-sitter became the group's darling.

"The Self-Cultivation of a Swimming Fish" and "Even Ordinary People Dream of Becoming a Protagonist"

The beginning might be a bit depressing, but it will get better later. If you don't want to suffer indignities, you can skip to chapter 117 and beyond.

The author is a fan of anime and manga, who has crammed a small amount of content into a large number of references, aiming to recreate various classic meme-filled scenes. Reading this book requires a certain level of knowledge of references.

Good news! We've been chosen by the world of infinite reincarnation.

The bad news is about the breeding team.

Good news, my teammates are all doing a great job.

Bad news: I'm terrible at the game.

To survive, one can be a fence-sitter, a traitor, or a neutral party—anything goes. The main theme is: 'If I can't die a glorious death, I'll live a pathetic one.'

Unlike other protagonists, the protagonist of this work is a 'true villain, hypocrite', vulgar to the extreme, a professional sycophant, who will stop at nothing to win, a bully who uses others' power, a sophisticated egoist, saying one thing and doing another, and whose morality, bottom line, and integrity are all negotiable.

It was my first time on a plane, and for some reason, I fell asleep right after takeoff. When I woke up, the plane, which was originally full, was now only filled with fifteen people. The captain and flight attendants had disappeared. Outside the window was endless darkness, and all I could hear was the piercing roar of the plane's engines.

"Welcome aboard Howling Flight. There are fifteen people on board, and only a few will make it off alive!"

So, everyone, cry out! Tremble! And strive to live on!

[The superior bows his head for love + the king seizes the minister's wife + the male protagonist is in love + robs and seizes + double purity]

The new emperor Xiao Yunfu was a notorious person who was decisive and ruthless in his actions. He never followed any rules and regulations, and he was widely criticized by the public.

Some say he is violent, others say he is wise in his administration, but no one says he is fond of women.

As the night deepened, Xiao Yunfu held Xie Yong tightly in his arms and kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes. His eyes, which were idle and carefree during the day, were now filled with desire.

"Yongrong...you are mine, you can't escape."

——

Xie Yong encountered many troubles in his life because of his beautiful appearance.

The biggest disaster was that he had provoked the former King Li, now the new emperor Xiao Yunfu.

She was walking on thin ice and never believed that Xiao Yunfu would treat her sincerely.

Until he held her hand, slowly pushed the dagger into her heart, and smiled with red eyes: "If you want my life, I will give it to you today. I won't leave, okay?"

——

"It doesn't matter if she's clinging to me or using me, as long as she's by my side, that's all that matters."

“Supervisor, I’ve reminded you countless times to stay away from those dangerous anomalies. Their work will be handled by the staff.” “But those anomalies are really cute, aren’t they? Don’t you all think so?” “Well, what do you think…” Behind Angela, the office door slid open silently. The humanoid Sephirahs and staff from each department stood quietly, their gazes all fixed on their supervisor. “Compared to us, which is cuter, the anomalies or us?” “This…” X glanced at the punishing bird perched affectionately on his shoulder, looking like an innocent little girl, then subtly reached out and gently pressed down on the restless White Night behind him, who was eager to spread her wings and do something. He spoke with difficulty, “Uh… can I say they’re equally cute?” In short, this is a story that has deviated from its original course in an infinite parallel world of the city.