Traveling to the world of the fox demon matchmaker, she became an ordinary fox demon in Tushan. Tushan Yiyi originally planned to hide in Tushan for the rest of her life, eating and waiting to die, and being a carefree and happy little fox demon. But until one day, Tushan's former leader suddenly decided to leave Tushan, and before leaving, he even invited himself to "organize and organize".
Originally Tu Shan Yiyi sneered at this, I was a good "civil servant", why should I "quit" with you and go out to start a new business? Do you think I'm stupid? But just when he was about to refuse without hesitation, a voice that made him not sure whether he was happy or sad suddenly sounded in his mind:
"Ding~ The villain system has been bound!"
"Ding~, the novice mission is now released. Join Fengqi's organization and become a member of the villain. The mission reward...the mission failed..."
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Ever since, under Feng Qi's instructions, Tu Shan Yiyi began his journey as an undercover villain in Tu Shan. A few years later, Tu Shan Yiyi looked at the status symbol of the King of Fox Demons that Tu Shan Honghong handed to him. After seeing Tu Shan Rongrong in his arms, he couldn't help but fell into deep thought for a while.
"Well, leader, if you don't recall me, I will really become the boss of Tushan..."
A disaster brought Yang Ze to another world. The land of Kyushu was not peaceful. Smoke of war rose everywhere and the four seas were in chaos.
The martial arts revived, but under the hidden danger, the people of the Tianwu Dynasty were demoralized, martial arts families and sects were everywhere, heroes rose up, and aliens descended. The emperor was about to collapse and was in danger.
In this chaotic world, all major forces tightly grasped the path of cultivation, and it was difficult to find a precious martial arts technique in the world.
But Yang Ze was not afraid. With the black stone in hand, I could perfectly reproduce the martial arts of the world. I would sweep across the eight wastelands and establish the Kyushu!
Li Mo transmigrated into the body of Li Jing’s grandson and began living a wildly absurd life in Chang’an.
Famous for cockfighting, dog racing, and squandering wealth, his notorious reputation spread far and wide—even Emperor Li Shimin could only shake his head and sigh.
When the Turks invaded the borders, he was instead seen skateboarding down Zhuque Avenue on a modern board, drawing the attention of the entire city.
That very night, when a fire broke out in the Eastern Palace, he astonishingly mixed a fire-extinguishing powder using chemical formulas.
Li Shimin, staring at the powder's residue, muttered: “This boy is only pretending to be a fool… What is he really after?”
Forced into court service, he grumbled about the boring politics while at the same time improving the curved-shaft plow and inventing the steel tempering method.
One after another, various women enter his life:
—The daughter of Chang’an’s richest man
—Princess Gaoyang
—A female general disguised as a man
—A young palace maid from the Ye Court named Wu Meiniang (Wu Zetian)
Before he could sort out these four romantic entanglements, he had already been pushed onto the battlefield to lead the campaign against Goguryeo...
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?"
In the year 1024 of Galifar, the last war that lasted for a century has ended for 28 years.
The continent of Khorvaire ushered in a period of peace and stability.
The lightning trains that were once used to deploy troops now travel through the wilderness, sending travelers to all parts of the world.
The airships that travel above the clouds are constantly coming and going, bringing the countries on the continent closer together.
The elves of Aerenal huddled on the islands, defending the glory of the past under the guidance of the ancestral spirits.
The monsters of Droum fought each other for the hope of survival.
In the summer of this year, 14-year-old first-level artificer Carl went out to sell the magic props he made.
But when he made a fortune, sat in a carriage, ate hot pot, sang songs, and fantasized about the beautiful future of driving a mecha after saving enough money, he was hijacked by the mind flayer!
When he woke up in the hibernation chamber of the Mind Flayer transformation room, he could only watch a guy with an octopus head put a weird-looking worm tadpole into his eye.
(DND5E rules, the world background is the Last War of Eberron, with appropriate magic changes)
Traveling through the Wizarding World Due to an injury, Ricardo had no hope of promotion in the Gray Mist Towers of the wizarding organization, so he decided to return to his hometown of Knight Continent. He originally wanted to spend the rest of his life here, but the golden finger awakened, allowing him to travel to another world, and that otherworld is rich in resources but wizards The level is lower. In that other world, there is London, Honeysel Magic University, Wizards Association, Clock Tower, Owls, and modern living conditions...
The golden finger is called the Evil Flower of the Two Realms, which can help you travel between the two realms, absorb evil thoughts from other worlds, activate the language of devouring flowers, and gain the talent of flower language. The work is a fantasy wizard crossing two worlds, and it is not the same person.
When Xu Mang was about to work hard, God found him, but Xu Mang let out a stinky fart, and God was smoked away…
From then on Xu Mang became a salted fish.
“Uh…”
“In fact, it’s not bad to be a salted fish.”
“Because you can win by lying down.”
The good news is that I was reborn in a familiar world, but the bad news is that this place is called Argus.
The good news is that the Dark Titan has not come yet, but the bad news is that he has already set off.
The good news is that I have been appreciated by a big shot, but
the bad news is that the guy is called Archimonde. The good news is that I can be a prophet, but
the bad news is that I can be easily killed by Velen. The good news is that there is still time to reverse the future, but the bad news is that the success rate...tsk, not very ideal.
The good news is...
forget it, the rest is all bad news!
So let's go to step on the established history of my mother, and the new history will be written by a "Holy Spear" garrison officer. This job is basically not difficult. Anyway, there are neither annoying bronze dragons nor so many stubborn and troublesome NPCs here, so please witness his glory, or burn some incense in advance to predict how miserable his death will be.
Dear audience, the stage has been set, the lights are ready, and the curtain has been opened. The play that will be performed next is called "The Miracle of Holy Light" (crossed out)...ahem, we should call it "The New Miracle of Holy Light"!
One day, the iron tree blossoms, and spring buds sprout in winter.
One year, the great river flows backward, and white crows fill the sky.
One lifetime, good and evil are blurred, and peril shadows every step.
One man, with but a single word, laughs proudly across the world.
He declared:
“The heavens may have nine layers, the earth eight desolate realms—yet I will strive to reign over the Seven Realms.
I seek no refuge in the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
I have stolen the grains of others, yet walked the seas as a wandering hero.
Three lifetimes of love, two lifetimes as an immortal—
All I desire… is for my words to pierce the heavens!” - NovelUpdates
Chen Cuo had crossed over to the Chen Dynasty of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, becoming an imperial clansman. Expecting to tread a path of historical intrigue, he never anticipated the world's sudden surreal turn.
"Qi refinement, spirit cultivation, merits of faith... seems I've no choice but to seek immortality and ascension first."
Thus begins his journey—
By the willow shade, beneath pine shadows,
Spine steeled, all worldly ties released;
Reining in the Monkey of the Mind, bridling the Horse of Will—
Only whispers of eternal life grace the moonlit breeze.
And as the ancients proclaimed:
The Heavenly Dao lies vast and unseen,
Spirits and gods shrouded in mist.
Yet when the sun declines at noon,
Shadows emerge from the Ninth Abyss.