Dark Magus Returns

In the first year, Princess Li Qian first met the "gentleman". The man was upright and fair. She sneered: "Hypocrite." In the third year, the battle for the heir to the throne was lost in one step. He closed his eyes and begged for death. The man was the only one who stepped forward and risked his life to protect him back to the capital. She sneered: "He is still a gentleman." In the fifth year, the coup d'état ascended the throne. The empress came to the court and offered the man high positions, generous salaries, noble ladies and beauties. She refused them all. She frowned slightly: "He is indeed a gentleman." In the tenth year, she woke up in the morning with soreness all over her body. She gritted her teeth and cursed the man beside her: "You are unworthy of being a gentleman!" ... ... "Three things can make the empire great again: swords, humble officials and Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism." He said to the empress.

Immortal cultivators No worries about firewood, rice, oil and salt But one cannot escape the greed, anger, ignorance, love, hatred, desire, and vengeance of the mundane world!

[Undercover] + [Decisive Killing] + [Invincible Cool Story] + [Hilarious] + [Beautiful Senior Sister] Li Xing is an outlier in the world of cultivation. While others want to seek the truth and become immortals, he just wants to lie down and be a peaceful elder. In order to live a happy life in the second half of his life, he took the risk and went to the Demon Sect as an undercover agent. Three years! "Elder, the three years are up, can I go back now?" "Wait a little longer, the situation of the sect is very good, and we still need you to continue to provide information!" Six years! "Elder, the advancement here is much faster than in the sect. They have allowed me to become a true disciple. Can I go back now?" "Wait a little longer, the headmaster will soon break through the realm, and we need you to continue to provide information!" Nine years! "Elder, they want me to be the deputy sect leader. Can I go back?" "Uh, wait a minute, your identity is very important, and I need you to continue to provide information!" Twelve years! "Elder, I am now the leader of the Anti-Demon Sect!" "The sect really needs you now, you can come back!" "Elder, we can't go back!"

Good news: I have traveled through time and space, and there is a cheat! Bad news: I am dying, and I am a sacrifice. Good news: I have successfully enslaved the evil god! ... I opened the [Great Wilderness Immortal Scripture] designed for invading the immortal world, manually switched to the desperate survival mode of the alien world, ignored the serious warning and replaced the spiritual energy with the evil demon pollution source, and opened the unauthorized and illegal alien species to ascend to immortality. Carrying the immortal scripture, hunting the evil god. Grab it and refine it in an instant. If you want to make a name for yourself in this strange world full of evil demons, you must change your way of life. For example, open a sweatshop, scientifically exploit the evil demons, efficiently squeeze the alien species, and sustainably raise the foreign gods, and make money! Make money! Make money for me! ! !

[Single female lead + slow pace + the author is writing a fairy tale for the first time, still trying...] Three thousand piles of yellow earth and white bones, the sword light is like a shadow and the moon is like wine. The spring breeze cuts off all the affairs of the world, and wonders if the peach blossoms are willing to grow old? In the 547th year of the Yong'an calendar, a dark night snow fell in Kuhai County, a county town on the southern border of Qi State. Wen Chaosheng found a seriously injured and dying lame woman in a dilapidated temple outside the county. He thought she was just a refugee in distress, but he never thought that the woman was involved in a huge secret... Several years later, in front of the Chantian Palace, a young man was standing facing the moon with a sword in his hand. Behind him, the ground was littered with corpses and blood was flowing like a river. "My name is Wen Chaosheng. This time I draw my sword to seek justice from Heaven!" … It was a bad game. You and I are not doomed. If Heaven does not respond, man will!

[Pokemon] [Semi-utopia] [Farming] [Leisure] [Relaxation] [Fun Story] [Elves] [Old Book 9.1] While others are capturing the Big Three Pokémon, is it okay for me to pick up a “poor, weak Pokémon” that no one wants? While the trainers were fighting each other in the gym, Milktank on the farm had been rolling infinitely and turned into a pink devil in shock. The nanny worm whose silk threads cut through space, the Monkey King who abandoned the world with a stick, the dream demon whose life span repeatedly increases from -1 to +1? Magical food? Translated konjac? Fiery chili pepper? Until one day... Mu Zong took out the sealed Poké Balls from under the wooden board... It only takes three steps to go from a rookie trainer to a legendary trainer: take out the Poké Balls, release the Pokémon, and take back the Pokémon. —————— “Tyrants and dogs are not allowed on the farm.” The plaque is inserted in front of the door of "Other World Inn". ———— Also known as: Pokémon: Legendary Trainer on the Farm

Start in Sinnoh, take control of your life, and build your own elf kingdom. Supplement: Fantasy elf novel, with feelings for elves, but the attitude towards elves is more inclined to industrial...

"Have you heard? A new demon has appeared in the world?""But that old demon Shi who claims to have amazing wisdom?""Yes, it's that devil! That devil is very powerful in martial arts, and he often uses a wrong secret book to make the whole sect crazy and insane! He enjoys it!""That's what I heard! The devil is really crazy!"Half of a magical secret book opens up Shi Feizhe's journey to martial arts!When he was invincible and everyone wanted to kill him, he faced the rumors and angrily said:"What? Did I practice wrong?""Impossible! Absolutely not!""We have the same technique, but I'm obviously stronger!""You can't practice because you don't have enough talent. It's your problem! You are the one at fault!""No one knows martial arts better than me!"

Sullo was transmigrated to a world of High Gods. The people living in the world could light the God flame by condensing their believers' faith to expand their god realm, forming their own religion to become a high god.The god realm could be grown indefinitely by having more followers and absorbing their faith. A follower's strength were closely tied to the gods they followed as well. However, unlike other gods, Sullo had a unique thousand-fold amplification system that made everything grow at a thousand times of their original speed.A normal tree spirit had evolved into a World Tree that would expand his divine domain.A normal water snake had evolved into an ouroboros that would protect his divine domain.A normal behemoth had evolved into a golden behemoth that would lead the attack on other domains.A normal angel had evolved into a 12-winged archangel that would gladly sacrifice for their god.A normal elf had evolved into an elf queen that could heal anything…Years later, as the other gods were still waging wars to gain control of the gnomes and dwarves, Sullo’s followers were already as powerful as other gods.

One will to create oceans. One will to summon the mulberry fields. One will to slaughter countless devils. One will to eradicate innumerable immortals. Only my will… is eternal. Translator: Deathblade

A young man sat on a chair and looked out at the ocean. With one wisp of Spirit Qi, he could point anywhere on this vast and expansive world, pointing at any place that didn’t look right.Someone once became the last one to wield a knife that could decapitate huge dragons and bathed in dragons’ blood. Someone once loved treating others to chicken soup, so he kept nine phoenixes in his backyard. Someone once sat lazily on the top of mountains as his words flooded river banks, and his qi could hold a million soldiers back. Someone once moved mountains and shifted hills with just one brush, his paintings so captivating it could enchant immortals and deities. That year, the warmth of spring made the flowers bloom. They were merely an ordinary butcher, a bookworm, a chicken farmer and a poor artist. This is the story of how a Low Level Martial World Continent was transformed into the Ultimate Fantasy Universe.

In a world of shallow-minded, materialistic mortals, what would one from humble beginnings – whose face had been stomped on, spat on, oppressed for the longest while by the arrogant, pampered upper echelons of society – do, when a mysterious application pops up on a brand new phone that was meant to be the birthday gift of an ungrateful girlfriend? What if the application takes the form of a chatroom where its occupants, bearing the names of mythical, fictional beings, start giving out ‘Red Packets’, all the while spouting nonsense?