Immortal Fu Hua, Boundless Magic; Divine Boat Tablet, One-Inch Force Splits the Sky 符华上仙，法力无边；神舟平板，寸劲开天

101 悟 Heaven-Defying Comprehension: Proving the Dao in the Mortal World 悟性逆天：凡尘证道 NatteEastern Fantasy715k WordsOngoing What do you think cultivation is? Absorbing spiritual energy? Practicing cultivation techniques? Fighting over resources, killing for treasures? For Lin Feng, cultivation is “understanding.” His cultivation was crippled and he was cast down into the mortal world, but he awakened heaven-defying insight. A mountain is more than a mountain: it is the Mountain and River Prison-Suppressing Art. The rain is more than rain: it is the Azure Sea Sword Intent. While others batter each other over a Profoun —Reads—Score—Shelves

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Others cultivate immortality through chance, but he attains enlightenment through comprehension! From an ordinary mortal to the supreme ruler of the three realms, he has no cheat codes to defy fate, only a profound understanding of the essence of things. This path of cultivation in the mortal world is so exciting it defies imagination!

102 我 I Manifest the Heavens and Earth, Terrifying Cultivators 我法天相地，吓坏修仙者 Floating Waterweed荇草浮游Eastern Fantasy266k WordsOngoing A traditional cultivator crosses a tribulation and transmigrates to another world. Here, people can only fight by manifesting spiritual energy into spirit forms. One divine ability and Dharma form of mine leaves them speechless with shock. Watch as I conquer this otherworld and shatter the stars! 1Reads—Score—Shelves

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It feels great, a promising book, and a very enjoyable read!

103 崩 Honkai Impact 3rd: The Trailblazer Is Here, and Yes, They're Cheating 崩坏：开拓者开了，没错就是开了 Fairy550wAnime Fanfiction649k WordsOngoing White frost covered the tips of his hair. He held a greatsword wreathed in flames, standing alone on a high platform forged from ice, where heavenly fire and icy flames intertwined. His icy blue eyes held nothing but endless numbness and resolve. He seemed like a statue forgotten by time, standing silently in place. He reached out with his right hand and pulled the blazing spear, which had been buried deep in the ground, free once more. The spear shone with the brilliant glow of amber. Its shaft 127Reads6.4Score—Shelves

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He calmly gazed at the crumbling world, as if it were all irrelevant to him. Flames flowed across the sword, yet he felt no warmth. "You know what?" He suddenly laughed, a hoarse laugh, like worn gears forced to turn, "I've actually... Always been selfish." The wind howled, like the mockery of the dead. "I haven't given up because I've never truly 'persisted'." He raised his head, his icy blue pupils reflecting the blood-red sky, "What is Honkai? The future of humanity? Ha... I don't care at all." The flames suddenly surged, the blazing light of heavenly fire engulfing his figure. "I've come this far not to protect some laughable peace..." Scales pierced his skin, black bone wings tore from his spine, and twisted horns grew like a crown. His body mutated, swelled, flesh and shadow intertwined, finally transforming into— "a dragon coiled on the scorched earth of the apocalypse." His dragon eyes were cold, frost condensing with his breath. "I just..." His voice was low and thunderous, yet carried an almost sorrowful calm, "... Didn't want to lose so badly." The flames poured down, swallowing the entire world. And in this calamity of burning everything, the former human silently watched the sky filled with swirling ashes. All victories were merely disguises of defeat. And he had long since grown accustomed to it. ... Brahma and all beasts, bestowed upon this body, the "Karma Demon" descended into the abyss, the "Savior" drew his sword and stepped forward! This is the inscription of the "Savior"! He bore the weight of an entire era, calling the power torn from the "Collapse"—"Karma Demon." Broken black wings unfurled behind him, like a ripped curtain of night. He hovered high above, beneath him lay shattered mountains and rivers, while the woman with purple hair and red horns pointed a blood-stained, lightning-infused blade at the heavens. "But you and I both know..." His voice was low and resonant, like an echo from an icy abyss, "'Salvation' has always been an illusion, the future... Is already lost." The wind whipped up ashes, sweeping between them. "We usurped power from the gods precisely to—drag them from their thrones." He was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Do you remember why Izumo forged the sword?" Her fingers tightened slightly, the patterns on the hilt etched into her palm. "For a lie." Her voice was so soft it almost vanished, "An end that never existed... And we have long lived in its shadow." The Karma Demon's pupils stared at her, cold as unyielding ice. "Even if the price is becoming a self-destructing being of 'nothingness'?" "Even if you're left alone, drifting lonely in the universe?" … "—Ugh!" Kyō suddenly struggled out of the tide of memories, cold sweat soaking his back, his breathing rapid like a drowning man. He looked up, and standing before him was a woman who resembled the reflection of "Raiden Mei"—the Sea Ranger, Yomi. She gazed at him and softly asked, "If this journey is destined to be filled with sorrow and separation… if everything will ultimately return to nothingness… would you still have chosen to embark on this path in the first place?" Kyō didn't answer directly. "In your opinion…" he countered, "Why do birds fly?" Yomi paused slightly. "Because they… yearn for the sky?" She said hesitantly, "But that's just a romantic fantasy." "Yes." Kyō smiled, "Childhood fantasies… cannot truly make one soar." "Then what is your answer?" Kyō closed his eyes. "Because they must fly to the heavens—"

105 神 Divine Spirit Containment Center 神灵收容中心 I Come from the Mountains, Rivers, and Woods我自山河林间来Urban106k WordsOngoing History is no dead thing. When the noble spirit of “Wumu’s legacy” slowly awakens, and the wild abandon of “poetry and wine” gathers in Li Bai’s wine flask, they become gods walking among mortals. Lu Jian’s ability is to touch and empathize with these gods, incarnations of historical concepts. His job at the National Containment Center is to make sure they remain safely “asleep.” But when an Egyptian mummy is brought in, a golden scarab’s phantom flashes into view, and the most dangerous ancie —Reads—Score—Shelves

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See for yourself, you won't be disappointed!

106 崩 Honkai Impact 3rd: As Long as I’m Alive 崩坏，活着就好 Path of the Heavenly Origin ysy天元之路ysyAnime Fanfiction590k WordsOngoing If you're tired of protagonists who are chosen ones, or who have all kinds of golden fingers and Systems, give my novel a try. It's told from an ordinary person's perspective. Of course, to keep the protagonist from changing halfway through, I gave him a cheat that locks his health bar. His soul doesn't match the body, so he can't die. There is no protagonist destined to succeed. There is no success that comes as a matter of course. You can't just shout and suddenly gain unlimited power. When so 20.5kReads7.0Score2.8kShelves

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I highly recommend it.

107 道 The Daoist Venerable Subdues Demons: A Record of Burning My Soul to Protect the Dao 道尊伏魔：燃魂护道录 DavibEastern Fantasy104k WordsOngoing Demons and monsters run rampant across the land, plunging the people into misery. The young Chen Yang is taken in by Master Xuanfeng, head of Shangqing Mountain, and spends ten years studying in the mountains, mastering extraordinary Daoist arts. With a grand ambition to subdue demons and defend the Dao, he resolutely enters the mortal world. In the first town he reaches, bandits are colluding with demons and running amok, so Chen Yang uses his formidable abilities to punish them severely. Later —Reads—Score—Shelves

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This book uses Taoist metaphysics and cultivation as its theme, constructing a grand and profound world of cultivation. With a tight narrative logic and meticulous scene descriptions, it immerses readers in the ups and downs of the cultivation journey, making it highly readable and worth recommending.