The flourishing Tang Dynasty was in full bloom, and a shocking fission was imminent.

In the fifth year of Tianbao, he opened his eyes and saw the prosperous and majestic spirit of “the glorious Tang Dynasty, the blessing of heaven to all nations”, with famous generals like clouds, vast territory; capable ministers like rain, abundant granaries; brilliant poetry, dazzling literature; beautiful women, singing and dancing.

He also saw that the whole court was infatuated, arrogant and extravagant, fighting for power; the country was in turmoil, and there were many problems; the Hu people rebelled, and people were like grass.

The drums of Yuyang shook the earth, and he wanted to make this Tang Dynasty not lose its splendor.

[Group Portrait] + [Multiple Cultivation Systems] + [No Female Lead] + [No Harem] + [Manage Farming] + [World Building]

The chaotic order is collapsing, and the creatures living under the order begin to challenge the order, gain benefits, and try to become the new strongest. Jiang Tong was reborn as a variable under this order, and obtained a newly born nameless small world. He deduced countless cultivation systems, sought the way to the highest, replaced the chaotic order of the old era, and suppressed all chaos. There are star beasts that are comparable to the Milky Way, humanoid trolls that break stars and cut black holes, Taoist gods who harvest all living beings, scientific madmen who study everything, and invincible existences that suppress all enemies with their bodies... Various cultivation systems have been created in the world, including the long river system that opens up the avenue, the ancient mysterious witchcraft system, the colorful magic system, and endless historical heroes.

In the volcano, the mechanical palace left by the great sages is eager for a successor.

My mother fought for it with her life and obtained the seal of the palace, and entrusted it to Ning Zhuo before she died.

My Buddha's heart and devil seal!

To save oneself is to become a Buddha, to save others is to become a devil.

The seal holder lightly carves the heart seal and controls the mechanism like a feather. Everyone controls it, and they are exhausted and heavy; Ning Zhuo uses one to control thousands, and it is as light as dancing.

Ning Zhuo: "Mother, I will definitely live up to your trust and get the palace!"

It is exactly:

The fairy dolls communicate with the secrets of spirits, and the ingenuity of craftsmanship is in line with the truth.

The universe opens up a new realm, and the splendor of things is equal to the sky.

The ancient bells pass on the law, and the moon dances with clear light.

The true body has everything, who can be the enemy in the world!

The washed-up magician Zong Jiu transmigrated into a horror, infinite flow novel about a survival show, taking the place of the cannon fodder who died tragically in the first evaluation round. This show was very interesting. Out of the tens of thousands of people, only a hundred people could survive, and the c-position (strongest contender) could even get a universal wish ticket.

If it were someone else, they’d probably be scared to death.

No one expected that Zong Jiu was not only unafraid, but also caused a sensational stir, shamelessly showing off his tricks the whole way.

Once his tricks stopped, and his life could be considered safe and sound, he ended up in a rivalry with the novel’s big villain.

Today you try to get at me, tomorrow I’ll get you back, back and forth, it’s pretty fun, heh.

As a result, though it was just playing around, one time they got carried away and really did end up sleeping together. Watching the nemesis who was pressing him to the ground, Zong Jiu lazily lifted his gaze. “If you want to kill me then kill me, don’t speak nonsense.” Even when at a disadvantage, he showed no trace of fear, and actually continued to provoke him.

That person used his ice-cold finger to trace his ear, and the action heading toward the aorta suddenly stopped.

“What a pity. I’ve changed my mind.”

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He was once very willing to personally give Zong Jiu death. Every day, he used to regret not gouging out his flesh, personally snapping his neck. But after this person fell into his hands, another, more urgent desire grew like weeds.

Compared to winning or losing, he would rather see him crying and panting, with eyes red, begging for mercy.

Nearing the end of his life, Wei Xun was dragged into a thrilling and supernatural voyage.

Here, he was surprised to find that he could not only prolong his life, but also experience the feeling of pain that he loved!

In this regard, Wei Xun, the patient who was suffering from analgesia, responded—I am extremely satisfied!

At his best friend’s memorial service, Bai Yan almost burst out laughing and got beaten to death.

Along the way, Bai Yan’s fits of laughter turned into ones of anger. His joy quickly turned to sorrow as he met his punishment that night.

He curiously opened the app that he had never seen before on his phone and was suddenly pulled into a terrifying world of reincarnation…

An infinite stream of horror flowed into his mind, ominous descriptions, breakthroughs, and storylines.

Having reincarnated into a different world, Murong Lin found himself utterly bewildered.

The golden finger system informed him that he needed to eliminate the protagonist—wait, he wasn’t the protagonist?

Innocently, Murong Lin turned his gaze towards the designated heroes, a butcher’s knife clutched in his hand. Regretfully, he realized he had no alternative but to end their lives if he wished to survive.

Hold on, this pig was a protagonist too? And that tree?

Without any choice, Murong Lin found himself forced down the path of bloodshed.

“Can’t I properly read stallion novels anymore!”

Shen Yuan transmigrated into someone who’d tormented the young male lead almost to death, the scum villain Shen Qingqiu.

It must be known, the original Shen Qingqiu ended up being carved alive by his disciple, Luo Binghe, into a human stick, a human stick!

Ten thousand “f*ck your moms” rampaged through Shen Qingqiu’s heart:

“It’s not that I don’t want to cling to the male lead’s thighs, but who made him so f*cking black. The type who seeks thousand-fold retribution!”

Why have all the female lead’s scenes been forcibly given to him.

Why, as a scum villain, does he need to constantly sacrifice himself, blocking knife and gun for the protagonist!

Shen Qingqiu: “…I think I can still save him, one more time.”

Chosen after a long period of bloodline selection, seven women with the mixed blood of goddesses were selected to be the Imperial Guards and become direct trusted aides loyal only to the Emperor himself—this was the reason why the Haines Empire was the strongest military power on the continent.

Armed with teleportation magic and city-destroying forbidden spells that could be used at will, they were undoubtedly the most terrifying war machines in this land. However, in reality, these demigod Imperial Guards were far less outstanding than the legends…

“They don’t have the moral values of humans! They’re just a bunch of degenerates who only care about profits!” A transmigrator from another land, His Highness Rayne would always kick the coffin board agitatedly at the mention of these Imperial Guards.

“The System resurrected me a thousand times, of which at least 800 times, I was stabbed in the back by them!”

If he killed them, he would have no one of use in the Empire.

If they were left alive, he would be stabbed in the back sooner or later.

After the thousandth rebirth, Rayne finally figured out an unprecedented path.

This time round, he was no longer going to negotiate using benefits—he was going to conquer them with his personal charm!