The young Taoist priest was only 28 years old, and his youth was aroused by troubles.

Every day I suffer from aging, sickness and death, and I see love, hate, anger, ignorance and resentment.

I don't want my face to wither and fade, I don't want my skin to become covered with spots.

I don’t want my limbs to wither, my internal organs to be empty and my bones to be smelly.

The young Taoist priest was only 28 years old, and his only wish was to live forever.

………………

Using self-cultivation as medicine and nourishing the body as bait, this is the story of an ordinary person overcoming tribulations and seeking immortality.

When Jiang Ye woke up, the world had changed.

5% of the global population had become Players.

Paranormal events became game instances.

Clear the anomalies, grow stronger. Simple rules, deadly stakes.

Now, staring at the tearful girl begging him for help, Jiang Ye glanced at his backpack:

【Serrated Jaw】

【Catcher’s Mitt】

【Tattered Burial Shroud】

【Bloodletting File】

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Behind the bone-white mask stretched across his face, Jiang Ye gave a shy little smile.

Then he made his choice: hang the girl on a tree.

After all, if the anomaly isn’t cleared, no one’s getting out — may as well draw the boss early.

The girl: “???”

As an Aberrant Player, Jiang Ye is under constant pressure:

Clear dungeons by day, dodge betrayal by night — especially from other players trying to “clear” him.

The first year of cultivating immortals.

Chen Huangpi had a copper-skin and iron-boned body, and was invulnerable to water and fire. Black smoke billowed with every move he made.

The master said that was spiritual energy.

The second year of cultivating immortals.

Chen Huangpi felt extremely itchy, and hundreds of evil eyes broke free from his flesh and blood, emitting malice unscrupulously.

The master said that this was called supernatural power.

After a hundred years of cultivating immortals, Chen Huangpi's eighteen feet were rooted in the dark earth, and his nine heads reached the sky. When he opened his bloody mouth, he could hear obscure and evil sounds.

He called himself the Taoist Master Huangpi.

Chen Huangpi looked up and saw his master sitting in the ninth heaven, his whole body was dark blue, and countless gods, immortals and Buddhas were struggling and wailing in his shadow.

"Master, are we really cultivating immortals?"

[Ruthless, no female lead, slow pace, detailed setting]

The protagonist possesses a superior spiritual root and is not a useless character; he will not use obvious cheat codes.

Born into poverty and destitute, Zhou Xuan learned to scheme, to be ruthless, to curry favor, and to survive in this quagmire of a world.

But success is one part effort and nine parts luck. Zhou Xuan was so lucky to encounter a celestial master who would take him as a disciple that he couldn't care less about anything else.

Even though this immortal master was shrouded in black smoke and clearly came from a legitimate sect, Zhou Xuan was like a moth drawn to a flame, disregarding everything.

The motto of the Extreme Yin Old Demon:

Going all in is a form of wisdom.

The world must be at fault, so why should I be at fault?

Oh no! A great terror is about to be unleashed! Quickly protect all the disciples in front of you!

Young man, put aside your ambitions!

[This story starts low and ends high, so bear with it in the early stages (@_@)] [All the worlds + immortality + slightly countering the system + no female protagonist! No! female! protagonist!] [There are women, but no female protagonist. The protagonist has no romantic thoughts. The male protagonist is a complete villain, devoid of true love. Those who say the sight of women disgusts them should cross out immediately.] The worlds are vast and boundless, with countless civilizations shimmering like stars: mechanical civilizations, strange civilizations, and cultivation civilizations. Each of the three thousand great ways has its own path. Chen Qing accidentally traveled through time, expecting a life of kicking immortal cultivators and embracing beautiful women. However, fate played a cruel trick on him. "What the hell is this place!" Chen Qing wailed in agony as he took in the surrounding scenery. He died of thirst twice in a row at the start, being called a disgrace to travelers by the system. After acquiring a certain miraculous skill, Chen Qing seemed to grasp the joy of being an evil god. "Why can't I kill this indescribable thing?" A certain villain felt the spiritual energy in his body being exhausted, listened to the noisy and crazy whispers in his ears, and fell into despair. [Again, this book has no heroine, no heroine!! The protagonist of this book is a little crazy! After chapter 48, it will become more and more powerful!!!] [The protagonist is not very smart in the first few chapters, but he will be fine after chapter 8. The first seven chapters are purely the product of his illness.]

The adventure team that Ouyang Liu was in was brought under an extremely strange curse.

The strongest people in the open died one after another due to various reasons.

Ouyang Liu originally wanted to live forever.

But the old team members died one after another.

Seeing that he was about to passively become the strongest in the team.

Ouyang Liu had to be brilliant and innovative in order to survive.

Thus, strong men were pulled into this cursed team one by one with various purposes.

The new book "Evolution, Starting from the Siberian Tiger" has been published

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[Original Abyss Demon] + [No System for the Protagonist] + [Grand World View] + [Endless Plane Sea] + [No Female Protagonist] + [Kill, Kill, Kill]

Screw benevolence, wisdom, propriety, righteousness and trustworthiness. I’m a devil and still care about these things. I’ll die!

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.

The sinful souls crossed the barriers of the world and descended to Erathia, where the spiritual energy was revived. The roar of steam engines was deafening, steel and gunpowder roared on the battlefield, and the revived supernatural forces had the ambition to dominate the world again.

And Saan, holding the Codex of Shadows, will ascend to the supreme throne with the recommendation of shadows.

"If you have anything to say, go talk to my Shadow Legion."

【Notice】

◆ This male protagonist is not a saint! He can massacre a city for survival and start a war for power.

◆ The Gold Finger is a living natural disaster: the more living creatures you feed the Codex, the stronger the Codex will be.

◆ Machiavellianism: Using Earth's thinking to subvert the political rules of the magical world

In the future, death is not allowed.

Everyone can be resurrected by a spell called 'Resurrection'.

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I'm dead.

Inexplicably, I was resurrected in a mysterious prison using a 'resurrection technique'.

The prison has a variety of torture instruments.

Every day I would be tortured to death by these torture instruments, and then resurrected to continue being tortured.

And it's not just me.

There are many people like me in this prison.

Some of these people have even been tortured for thousands of years.

We can neither live nor die, and we can never rest in peace.

…

I have to find a way to escape...