Is There Any Kind of Literature in Which the Path of Cultivation Is Polluted and the Main Character Is the Source of the Pollution?

117 九 Jiuding Covered in Dust Nao Yuuki of Jijin PavilionMystery644k WordsOngoing 12Reads—Score—Shelves

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The moment Chu Ye, a history student, touched the ancestral bronze compass, the cracks in his cognition quietly opened. Reverse fingerprints sprouted from the reflection in the mirror, cinnabar blood curses oozed from the beams of the old house, and nine bronze coffins at the bottom of the Yellow River resonated with the evil chapter of the "Water Dragon Sutra" - under the surface of the peaceful land of China, what was sleeping was not the gods, but the cancer of the universe known as the "ancient gods". The remains of the secret keeper burned in the blood and fire: Qin Tianjian's talisman drone scanned the distorted space, the Mohist heir used lightning to strike the jujube pipe to drive back the corpse puppet, and the whisper of inhuman things came from under the mask of the Nuo opera girl. The bronze tripod pattern spreading on the back of Chu Ye's neck was burning his reason, and every "synesthesia" was devouring his memory: he saw the squirming flesh and blood pattern under the dancing steps of the imperial concubine, heard the sound of the candle's breath gnawing at time in the Kunlun ice cave, and was even more afraid of the awakening of the soul-eating demon deep in the bloodline - the hunger that originated from the ruins, eager to devour the stars. When the Jiuding seal collapsed, the boundary between reality and madness completely dissolved. Blood characters on cheongsams swim in the neon lights of the city, movable character corpse monuments reassemble the blasphemous history, and deep in the vortex of the Yellow River, a giant bronze door wrapped in billions of pupils slowly opens. The Old Ones? No, it's older than that - it's our own ultimate terror sealed with the blood of our ancestors. He is smiling behind the door, and every breath you take awakens Him.

118 无 Infinite Backtracking: Anomaly Begs Me to Become an Evil God My Brain Is on FireMystery555k WordsOngoing 35Reads—Score—Shelves

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Pollution is everywhere, and the protagonist is the evil god

119 次 Second God 1: Strange Tales of New Shanghai Rabbitbug666Urban1.4M WordsCompleted 149Reads8.8Score—Shelves

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Lord of Mysteries short fan story, steampunk, knowledge, path, sequence, Praise the Fool, Azathoth! 👌🏻👌🏻

134 我 I Will Prevent Natural Disasters. Don't Ask Where They Came From. Seeing Flowers in DreamUrban300k WordsOngoing 1Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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The road was wrong from the beginning

135 空 The Realm of the Sky: the Magician·have You Ever Seen 'Nothing'? Rabbitbug66616k WordsCompleted 63Reads8.6Score—Shelves

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A fellow fan of Lord of Mysteries, read more closely, this short story won't take up time! ! "Black Panther Transformation" + "Existence Tax" + "Cat Salute" + "Strange Stories of Rules" + "Old God Anti-Fraud APP" + "Outer God" + Praise the Fool, Azathoth! 2

137 我 I Have Been Robbed of My Body for Ninety Thousand Years I'm a Rebellious PersonEastern Fantasy403k WordsCompleted 1.3kReads5.8Score138Shelves

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Directly use the red faith to shock the world of immortality. The red cultivator pays tribute to the martyrs. Old six people gather everywhere to meet Chinese-style succubi. All kinds of heavenly shows, old six and gangsters.

138 就 Even If I Am Classified as Mentally Ill, I Still Want to Become an Immortal New SpiritMystery173k WordsOngoing —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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The protagonist is tainted by strangeness at the beginning, and then takes on three personalities.

140 天 Tianxialin Tomb Mr. MakihaEastern Fantasy469k WordsCompleted 3Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Traditional fantasy, a genre of all worlds, not brainless, with novel ideas, everyone is welcome to support, thank you!