Lu Zhou wakes up to become the world’s most powerful and oldest villainous Patriarch, and finds that he has nine notorious disciples who are full of evil. His eldest disciple is the leader of the Nether Sect with thousands of minions, and his second disciple—Sword Devil—always slaughters others at the slightest disagreement…

Without his cultivation base, how will he handle these evil disciples?

His eldest disciple, Yu Zhenghai, said, “I’ve never had a rival in my life, and no one but Master can make me bow my head.”

His seventh disciple, Si Wuya, said, “We can’t eat or sleep in peace as long as the Master is not dead!”

…

His ninth disciple, Yuan’er, said, “I’ll remember what Master said and be a good person.”

"I have repeatedly emphasized that the atmosphere in the world of immortality is inherently crooked, and I am not the one who caused it. They say history books are written by the victors, so why do people always frame me when I win?" Lu Yang Jianxian said in an interview with reporters. , expressing great anger.

the next day.

"I have repeatedly emphasized that I have distorted the atmosphere in the world of immortality. History is written by the victors. I won!" Lu Yang Jianxian said in an interview with reporters, expressing great anger. ——"Xiuxian Daily" reports for you.

Li Xiang accidentally got a simulator of a Xiuxian family.

He discovered that his descendants in the game would offer him some strange sacrifices.

"Thanks to the gift from ancestors, our family has become the number one family!"

"Quickly bring the offering to ancestors, please accept this immortal weapon!"

"Ancestor, we have dominated the immortal world!"

"..."

Until one day.

The children of the Li family appeared on the earth in a mighty manner in flying boats.

Under the horrified gaze of the whole world.

Those Li family members who were once in the game came to pay homage to Li Xiang in a mighty manner.

"Welcome home, old ancestor!"

In her third year living in this steampunk world, Ciel gained the ability to simulate both the past and the future.

These simulations turned into a game where she could act without restraint, and after countless trials, real life became a replica she could navigate as though speedrunning it.

Churches, potions, mutations, the Old Gods, witches, sealed artifacts… none of these have anything to do with Ciel. She’s just an ordinary girl who wishes for a peaceful life.

She just happens to be particularly skilled at snuffing out danger before it even begins.

Heed my call! O’ Dragon of Eternal Sin, the Progressive Disaster, the Forerunner, the Land of Eternal Peace, the Flames of Soul Burning, He Who Owns The Deep Soul, the Sound of Origin, the First Cause of All Things, the Principle of Circles… o’ great Negary, your servant calls for your return!

Within the darkness, someone was harmoniously chanting, he was smiling, as he knew he would finally become one with his God.

And all of this, came from the remnant soul that was deceived to travelling to a different world and had his Protagonist Aura stolen.

"Twenty Thousand Years of Magic Empire" "The elves criticized us humans for having no faith and no reverence; they accused our magic of being too utilitarian and making the undead work in the fields; they laughed at humans for not having the protection of the racial gods and being just savage monkeys." "Let me clarify: Yes, we are barbarians!" "Forget about those boring disputes about faith, culture, and moral speculation." "When the empire wins, scholars will defend us." "To conquer the astral world, we need 100 stable portals, 1,000 star battleships, 100,000 well-trained spellcasters, the coordination of a thousand-member wizard council and a magic education system that teaches everyone. In short, we need a great empire!" ……………Returning from the end of time, Erian witnessed the end of this Western fantasy universe with his own eyes. Someone must stand up and unify all the planes...

“The single-player streamer Yang Yu, who makes a living by selling game guides, quietly passed away in bed after playing a game continuously for seventy-two hours.

Unaware of his own death, he was invited by a god to guide through a certain RPG game and was encouraged to choose the most difficult starting point for civilians.

Unable to defeat even a slime in the newbie village? Need to manually taunt just to learn a taunting skill? Only getting garbage from the lottery?

Faced with numerous difficulties, he… became excited.

True masters never fear challenges, only fearing games being too easy.

As he watched his barren status panel gradually fill up, an unprecedented sense of satisfaction filled his heart. Yang Yu gradually became addicted to causing trouble, unable to extricate himself.

“Huh? Looks like there’s a lone hero up ahead. Watch me turn him into a power house! Ah, he noticed me. Hero, don’t run away!”

"From this day forward, you are the Sect Master of Qingxiao Sect!" After uttering these words, his master abandoned Li Qingqiu and his fellow disciples, descending the mountain to seek immortality alone. On this very day, Li Qingqiu activated his Daoist lineage inheritance. He could view his disciples' loyalty, aptitude, and destiny through the lineage panel. With each step Qingxiao Sect took in its development, he could also replicate the destiny of a disciple. Rising from the martial world, he cultivated immortality amidst the mortal realm. The world of martial arts was teeming with outlaws, their lives filled with vengeance and vengeance, while the powerful and wealthy sought immortality at the highest levels, disregarding human life. In these turbulent times, Li Qingqiu led Qingxiao Sect step by step upwards, transcending worldly concerns. In the vast world of cultivation, numerous Daoist lineages stood, vying for supremacy. Qingxiao Sect, originating from the mortal realm, became the immortal sect of longevity in the hearts of all. The cultivation world only knew of Li Qingqiu's ability to recognize talent, his ability to cultivate generation after generation of prodigies...

Reborn as a spider,

Weave a web in the forest, catching passing insects.

Weave a web across the continent, gathering the riches of the celestial realm.

Weave a web in the starry sky, ushering in a new era of dawn.

[Daily Farming, Business Adventure]

[The third installment after "Star Cockroaches" and "Star Ant Tribe"]

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