In this world, the Divine Path reigns supreme. Here, anyone can grasp at the chance of becoming a god.
By choosing the divine path of Thunder, one can become a Thunder God.
By choosing the divine path of the Mountains, one can become a Mountain God.
Gods then forge their own divine realms, bastions of their power.
Li Cang, however, found himself a stranger in this land, penniless and ostracized from the Divine Path.
So, he combined formations such as the Tai Chi and Eight Divinatory diagrams from his past life and opened up a low-dimensional Divine Realm of his own. Thus, becoming the first person to create a divine realm before becoming a god!
[New Book: Rebirth of Europe: Domination of Sea Power]
You only see the gold, silver and spices in our country's treasury, but you don't see my hard work.
You have your land and your armies, I have my seas and my fleets.
You deny that my country is too small to be on the stage, and I despise you for reading the almanac all the time.
You laugh at me for being insidious and cunning and harming other countries, but I pity you for being only good at internal strife, oppressing the people, ceding land and paying compensation.
You can despise my sweat and hard work, but I will prove who owns the era of Europe and the world.
Seeking hegemony is bound to be a difficult journey, and is bound to be full of jealousy and disputes.
But so what? I will use my fists and force to show you that I am the real overlord.
[This is the story of the protagonist's rebirth in Portugal, a small European country in 1444, and his rise to become a powerful country]
Multiple female protagonists】【All included】【Emotional outburst】
The three-year period has come, and the Demon King Mir has completely broken down...
"Who wants to protect the holy city with you? I am the son of the Demon God! I am the ruler of the Demon Clan! Demon King, do you understand? I will kill you all!"
The howling echoed in the church. The Pope smiled but said nothing. The cardinals nodded slightly. Only the new nun was puzzled:
"Mr. Mir...what happened?"
"Shh! This is part of Mr. Mir's plan."
...
Genius Witch: What Demon King? As long as Mir performs normally, the world will become a beautiful world.
Imperial Princess: Demon King? I don't know him. Mir is my eternal light. No one is allowed to compete with me!
Blood Princess: Demon King, don't be discouraged. Let's change positions and do it again! ...
In a bitterly cold monastery at the far northern edge of the world, the most beautiful flowers on earth bloom.
Flowers need the nourishment of clear spring water; beauties need the blessing of delicious food.
And the one who bestows these blessings upon them is not a god... but me.
Young and beautiful nuns, a chef from another world, gourmet dishes that make you stronger when eaten, and blood-pumping battles.
After gathering all kinds of rare ingredients and feasting to our hearts’ content, let’s overthrow the world—just to help with digestion.
—Jiang Jin.
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Also known as “This Is Probably Not Food Wars”, “Cooking and Eating Nonstop Makes You Stronger”, “The Monastery Pig-Raising Incident”
[No heroine][Undead][Power][Struggle][Funny] [Farming style][Possibly with group portraits, but unlikely with group portraits]
As soon as the Skeleton King entered the tavern, he attracted everyone's attention.
Someone shouted: "Yohoo! Your Majesty, where did you get rich?"
The Skeleton King did not answer, but just gently put his hat down, took out three copper coins, and said: "Old rules, waiter, two...Pah, 0.2 taels of dark elements..."
When everyone heard this, they felt even poorer, so they laughed and said: "I heard that Your Majesty wants to challenge the Church! Is this true or false?"
The Skeleton King opened his eyes wide: "Can our undead affairs be called fighting? We ask the older generation to educate the young people who have only been in the country for a few hundred years!" Then there were difficult to understand words, such as "bullying the weak with the big" and "respecting the old and loving the young", which made everyone laugh.
The Skeleton King knew he couldn't win the argument, so he took his 0.2 tael of wine and started muttering in a low voice: "This is outrageous! How can citizens mock their king? This is outrageous..." After hearing this, everyone laughed, and the air in the hotel was suddenly filled with joy again.
This is a story about a gear boy. Although he didn't become a space warrior, he wants to tell everyone who hasn't traveled through time: As long as we and Big Head are here, the Empire's combat effectiveness is still 99%, and humanity will still stand firm! In the name of the holy binary, loudly praise Ohm Messiah. All glory to the God of All Machines. Praise together. Praise machinery, praise steel. You are the master who casts all things, the apocalypse that destroys everything. Evaporate, burn, and cast. Steel is eternal, machinery is immortal, and the way of steel is materialism. Machinery is the truth. More is better, bigger is beautiful. Billions of turrets are your glory. Roaring engines are your sermons. (The author is not a serious person, so the story is not a serious story. ps: GW's story setting is too ridiculous. In order to make the story more rigorous and reasonable, I changed it. If you don't like it, please don't criticize)
[Western Fantasy + Leisure + Daily Life + Love + Beast Ear Girl + God-level Assistance]
There are many races in Tenoria. In addition to humans, there are elves, dragons, flower fairies, orcs...
Lei Luo starts out as an apprentice priest and buys a cute cat girl.
Many years later, someone asked Lei Luo, "Mr. Lei Luo, why are you so obsessed with buying beautiful girls from other races?"
Lei Luo: "Because beautiful girls of different races can do a lot of work, such as washing clothes, folding quilts, cleaning, carrying on the family line, running errands and buying groceries..."
Introduction:
[What would happen if I built a Taoist temple or a Buddhist temple to worship myself?]
"You have been worshipping your own flesh-and-blood statue, feeding it with good food and drink every day, washing it clean every day, dressing it beautifully every day, and thinking all the time about making the temple where this flesh-and-blood statue lives bigger, making it more comfortable, and making others treat it with more respect, so that when you go out, you are surrounded by stars and when you come in, you are surrounded by swallows."
"Who can be compared to such piety?"
"But have you ever asked for yourself? Have you ever asked for something?"
…
The sun shines on the Golden Mountain. Lin Zhou worships before the statue and in a trance sees the true God appear.
"If you worship me, will there be any inheritance of incense?"
After Lin Zhou asked himself some questions and answered them, he seemed to have realized something.
From then on, there was an ordinary temple in the world.
But in modern times, a true god has appeared in the mortal world...
[Small unit compact drama + funny + exciting + a little thriller + extremely protective]
Chen Xuan traveled to the Blue Star world alone. At the beginning, he inherited a dilapidated Taoist temple and awakened the system.
If you complete tasks three times a day, you can randomly draw Taoism, skills, cultivation, and magic weapons?
He decisively started the live broadcast and displayed mysterious methods to gain fans.
"Master, help me. Whenever I think of a girl (including but not limited to novels, anime, etc.) during the day, I will definitely applaud her in my dreams at night. It was very exciting at first, but now I am dying!"
Chen Xuan: "How dare you, a bastard, jump in my face during a live broadcast. You are just a spirit medium... You won't let me break it? I will break it right here and show you!"
"Master, I used to be number one in the school, but lately... I have a headache and I can't figure out the reason. I'm going crazy!"
Chen Xuan: "You have been infected with the wisdom-stealing Gu. Dissolve this talisman into water and drink it. Ask your roommate by the way."
Taoist Priest: When my boyfriend and I were doing that, my golden retriever always climbed through the window to peek in. Is that right?
[Congratulations on completing the system task] Obtain [Tianshi Talisman] Obtain [100 Years of Taoism] Obtain [Foundation Building Stage Cultivation]
Netizen: "Opening the Yin-Yang Eyes from a distance and helping others cast the Golden Light Mantra... is this right?!"
Medical College; "Curing mental illness with telekinesis, driving paper cranes to fight in the air... Is this right!?"
Uncle Hat: "He flew from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain with a fishing line tied to his body. Taoist priest, you told us that he was hanging by a wire?"
Chinese Academy of Sciences; "Rubbing palm bombs in your hands, tying wires around your body, you tell us it's electric shock?"
Fans: "Master, if you continue to broadcast your divine power live, the country will really be unable to sit still!!"
…
Chen Xuan ignored the doubts in the live broadcast room, counted with his fingers and smiled, "Dear believers, our life is going to take off today!
Shen Ji unexpectedly transmigrates into his own novel, Codex of Magic, becoming a young master of the Craister family on the empire’s frontier.
With a father, a mother, a younger sister, a house, and the love of the local villagers, life couldn’t be better.
All he needs to do is guard his homeland, develop his territory, and quietly grow stronger. Then, when the empire’s collapse arc begins, he can revive the Dragon Cult, become a high priest, and realize his grand ambitions!
But as the Witch Cult’s infiltration deepens, he gradually discovers—his ex-wife has transmigrated too, and has become the Holy Maiden of the Church.
An ex-wife Holy Maiden, a current girlfriend who’s a witch, and a jealous swordswoman little sister who keeps butting in—
Not to mention a clingy, hungry silver dragon girl who won’t leave him alone, and a fox-woman teacher who can’t stop smacking his head in exasperation every day.
Just as he finds himself entangled in this chaotic love battlefield—
Forget it, whatever.
Time to start a rebellion first!
...
Years later, the Craister family has risen to become the empire’s most powerful noble house, with countless victories and endless honors.
Whenever the courtiers under the Iron Throne ask Shen Ji how he views the empire’s greatest enemy—the Dragon Cult, he simply smiles:
“Just a rabble of misfits. Nothing they do will ever stir up any real trouble.”
...