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1. 751 热 The Hot-Blooded Hunter: God’s Assault 热血猎人神之袭击 Riding a Bull to Find You骑牛找你Historical1.3M WordsOngoing [Survival] [Hunting] [Fighting the Japanese invaders and looting their gear] [Cultivation] Wang Fei has just entered the world of cultivation when he's forced into becoming a live-in son-in-law. One blow shatters his dantian, setting him on a long road from staying alive to rising to greatness. Though he has lost his cultivation, he takes countless disciples. This novel was not written by AI. Every word was painstakingly typed out by the author, who only hopes readers will enjoy the story in its 27kReads9.0Score2.5kShelves

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2. 752 万 Sole Sovereign of Ten Thousand Paths 万道独尊 Soul Saint魂圣Eastern Fantasy8.1M WordsCompleted A youth without a Dao Soul possesses the Book of Myriad Daos, which can devour every Dao Soul in existence. He makes his body a furnace, absorbs myriad souls and turns them into true fire, then burns the heavens and refines the Dao. He opens the Gate of Heaven, unfolds the Six Paths, tempers his battle body, and shatters the firmament. He surpasses gods and saints, and stands supreme among the myriad Daos! 2.6kReads8.2Score297Shelves
3. 753 逆 Heaven-Defying Immortal Venerable 逆天仙尊 Du Can杜灿Eastern Fantasy9.0M WordsCompleted [2013 Annual Roundup Selection] The human body is the most profound and unfathomable thing under heaven. Cultivation means advancing step by step from the mortal and Flesh Immortal realms to the Human Immortal realm, defying the stars, battling the heavens, and attaining eternal life. That is the path of a cultivator. This book tells the story of a boy who could not cultivate because of a crack in his dantian. While paying respects to his ancestors at his family's sacred grounds, he discovered a 3.3kReads8.2Score332Shelves
4. 754 通 Tongtian Stirs Up the Storm Again 通天再起风云 Hot-Blooded Assassination Squad热血刺杀团Eastern Fantasy412k WordsCompleted The story starts slowly, but after roughly 20,000 words over the first ten chapters, the excitement keeps building until you can't put it down. There's no strongest, only stronger, and fiery passion is its central theme. Amid the ruins of Zixiao Palace, chaos energy surged like raging waves. The Lord of Heaven stood atop the Immortal-Slaying Formation Diagram. The four swords had long since lost their gleam, ten of the twelve tiers of his lotus pedestal had crumbled, and the Green Duckweed Sword —Reads—Score—Shelves

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   Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva spoke softly, reciting the unchanging vow of countless ages: "I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty. I will not attain Bodhi until all sentient beings are liberated." The power of this great vow soared to the heavens! This was no ordinary vow. This was the Dao. This was the law. This was the ultimate cause and effect. The power of the great vow descended, as if all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of the heavens were acting simultaneously, as if the six realms of reincarnation were opening at the same time, as if the origin of the Eastern Netherworld was descending simultaneously. Boom—! The ultimate seal of the Greek Underworld shattered instantly! Like glass, it broke into countless points of light. Hades spat out a mouthful of golden divine blood, and a huge crack appeared in his divine core! He staggered backward, crashing into the throne of the Underworld, which collapsed with a crash, turning into black mist and dissipating. The double-pronged fork in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, losing all its power and becoming just an ordinary piece of metal. His proud Underworld. His supreme authority. [Added to bookshelf][Requesting more updates][Requesting more updates][Added to bookshelf]

5. 755 九 The Ninefold Divine Emperor 九转神帝 Old Ghost Trapped in the Mountains囚山老鬼Eastern Fantasy5.1M WordsCompleted On the Lingwu Continent, countless races stand side by side, prodigies emerge in droves, and might makes right. The weak are worth no more than blades of grass. A disciple of the outer sect at the Heavenly Sword Sect in the Eastern District of Cangyun Kingdom struggles to stay alive. He inherits the greatest cultivation technique of all time, the Nine Revolutions Dao Scripture, and rises to become an unparalleled Great Emperor, crushing all who stand in his way. Ding Lie says, “This world is vas 2.4kReads7.7Score275Shelves
6. 756 穿 Transmigrating to Cultivate Immortality: Starting Before the Original Owner Dies 穿越修仙：从原主未死开始 Ni Sihuang尼四谎Eastern Fantasy1.2M WordsOngoing Wang Xie, the top disciple of the Xuantian Sect, was ambushed by his junior brother. His Dao foundation shattered, and his soul was on the verge of dispersing. Zhou Zheng, a web-novel author from Earth, opened his eyes to find himself the second soul inside this unlucky man’s body. Together, the two created their own cultivation method in dire straits and set out on the path to immortality once more. Wear the guise of a gentleman, but act like a crafty old fox. In an age when the Dao was falling 618Reads7.9Score104Shelves
7. 757 太 The Supreme One Is Heartless 太上无情 Feng Yu Jiuqiu风御九秋Eastern Fantasy1.4M WordsOngoing The divine race is born divine and considers itself superior to all others. It secretly manipulates the royal family through sorcerers, enslaving the people. Emperor Xia refuses to be controlled by the divine race and is murdered by sorcerers. With no son to inherit the throne, he passes it to his younger brother, Xia Mu. Xia Mu returns to the capital for the funeral, only to be ambushed as well. His young son, Xia Xuan, is rescued at the cost of a loyal general's life and grows up among ordinar 4.3kReads9.0Score266Shelves
8. 758 武 Peerless in the Martial Way 武道独尊 Little Demon小妖Eastern Fantasy3.3M WordsCompleted On the Tianyuan Continent, the truly powerful can move mountains, overturn seas, and tread on stars and moons. Ye Ming is an ordinary nobody whose parents were murdered by members of his own clan, and whose entire cultivation was crippled! By a stroke of luck, he obtains a divine robe, takes a miraculous Foundation Establishment pill, and cultivates the Heaven-Connecting Scripture. With unwavering resolve and relentless courage, he shows no mercy to anyone who blocks his path to martial mastery! 1.2kReads7.9Score154Shelves
9. 759 天 The Heavenly Realm 天域 Lazy God懒神Eastern Fantasy482k WordsOngoing Shen Dong lives in seclusion deep in the mountains with his alcoholic father. He has made his living chopping wood since he was ten, though his father has secretly taught him a wealth of knowledge. When Shen Dong turns eighteen, his father passes away. Following his father’s dying words, Shen Dong goes down the mountain. At an inn, he meets Cai Qingquan, a transmigrator, who cheats him out of all his money. Later, the head chef arranges for him to enter Shenglin Academy. His outstanding literary 41Reads9.4Score—Shelves
10. 760 劫 The Calamity Furnace 劫炉 Rain Falls, Blade in Hand, No Umbrella落雨带刀不带伞Eastern Fantasy185k WordsCompleted Across the Nine Regions, all living things must “borrow power from Heaven” to cultivate. Every time someone breaks through a major cultivation realm, they sign another “tribulation debt” with the Heavenly Dao. When the debt comes due, a heavenly tribulation descends: survive it, and the debt is cleared and the realm secured; fail, and both body and spirit are destroyed, with no chance of reincarnation. That is why cultivators fear tribulations more than powerful enemies. Only one in a hundred su 9Reads—Score—Shelves

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    New book recommendation: *The Calamity Furnace*, respect~ Eastern fantasy, imaginative fantasy #NoOldTypical# Calamity Cultivation Synopsis: Cultivation is borrowing a debt from the Heavenly Dao, and overcoming tribulations is repaying that debt; and within his body lies a furnace, dedicated to refining all the tribulations under heaven. In the Nine Realms, all things need to "borrow the power of heaven" to cultivate. Every breakthrough to a major realm is equivalent to signing a "calamity debt" with the Heavenly Dao. When the debt is due, the Heavenly Tribulation descends: if you survive, the debt is cleared and your realm is secure; if you fail, your body and soul are destroyed, and you don't even have the chance to reincarnate. Therefore, what cultivators fear most is not powerful enemies, but tribulations. Only one in a hundred succeeds in overcoming tribulations. Every city and every sect has people who specialize in handling the aftermath of those who fail in overcoming tribulations: corpse collectors. They are the lowest level of people in the cultivation world, dealing with the remains of those who have failed tribulations year-round, their bodies covered in the indelible stench of tribulation, and are considered ominous. Chapter 1: Corpse Collectors The twilight in Luojie Town, the sky is gray. It wasn't the gray of an overcast day, but rather like an old iron plate, blackened a thousand times by the flames of calamity, weighing heavily on the rooftop. The mortuary at the east end of town had no sign, only a withered willow branch stuck in the lintel: everyone within a hundred miles knew that the place with the withered willow branch was where the dead were collected. Shen Du was squatting on the ground, wiping Wang the blacksmith's face with a burlap sack. Calling it a face was an understatement; it barely resembled a face anymore. Three days ago, Wang the blacksmith had broken through to the Tribulation Realm in his backyard, the tribulation fire pouring into his crown and burning him all night. When the neighbors broke down the door, his entire body was charred black, only the family heirloom breastplate embedded in his chest remained, proving his identity. "Shen boy, clean him up a bit." Wang the blacksmith's son, Wang Dashi, stood at the door, dressed in mourning clothes, but his tone held little sorrow, more impatience than grief. "My father valued dignity in his life; don't let him die a gruesome death." Shen Du didn't look up. His fingers were steady as he carefully wiped away the charred skin with a damp cloth, revealing the still-fragmented flesh beneath. Ordinary morticians wouldn't dare touch a corpse that had failed its tribulation: the remains often carried lingering karmic energy, and even a touch would cause illness for half a month. But Shen Du wasn't afraid. He'd been working in this line of work with his master since he was eight, handling thousands of karmic-stricken corpses, his body already stained with an indelible stench of tribulation. The townspeople said he was tough, able to withstand the karmic energy. Only Shen Du knew it wasn't toughness, but that he could see. He could see the wisp of crimson tribulation fire dissipating from Wang the blacksmith's corpse. The fire wasn't burning the flesh, but coiled around the remnants of the soul, like a dark red snake slowly unraveling. Ordinary people couldn't see anything, only felt a chill and palpitations when near the corpse. But in Shen Du's eyes, the entire mortuary was enveloped in a faint crimson halo. This was his secret. He could see tribulation. From as far back as he could remember, Shen Du could see what hung above everyone's head. For ordinary people, it was a hazy, gray mist, almost invisible; for cultivators, the mist was thicker and darker; and when it came time to undergo tribulation, the mist would suddenly shrink and burn, transforming into tribulation fire, tribulation lightning, tribulation wind—all sorts of deadly things. He had warned Wang the blacksmith before. Three days ago, under the old locust tree at the town entrance, he saw the crimson tribulation aura above Wang's head condense into the shape of a sharp claw and couldn't help but say, "Uncle Wang, the tribulation fire above your head is crimson, a sign of great misfortune. Don't attempt a breakthrough within three days." Wang the blacksmith spat at him. "You little mortician, are you cursing me?" Then Wang Dashi rushed out and shoved him, calling him a "jinx born of a jinx." No one in the crowd spoke up for him; they looked at him like he was a pile of unlucky dog ​​excrement. Shen Du had experienced this kind of thing far too many times. He stopped speaking and lowered his head to continue wiping. Wang Dashi stood at the door for a while, probably feeling the room was unlucky, and left after saying, "Come to Wang's Blacksmith Shop to get your money when you're done." The footsteps faded away, leaving only Shen Du's breathing and the faint crackling sounds of the cauldron fire dissipating from the corpse in the mortuary. When he reached the chest, Shen Du's hand suddenly stopped. Something was wrong. He had clearly seen that the cauldron fire from Wang the Blacksmith was crimson. But now, deep within the charred sternum, where the breastplate had been pressed, there was a very faint light: not crimson, but dark gold. The light was so weak, like a firefly in the wind, flickering among the remnants of the crimson cauldron fire. If it weren't for Shen Du's eyes, no one would have noticed it. He frowned and reached out to remove the breastplate embedded in the bone. The dark gold light flashed brightly for a moment. Shen Du's pupils contracted sharply. It was a wisp of fire. Unlike the crimson flames that clung to the corpse, this wisp of dark golden flame was only the size of a fingernail, quietly hovering in the hollow of Wang the blacksmith's charred sternum. Within the flame was a vague shadow: like a cauldron, or a furnace, ancient and heavy, radiating an indescribable aura of desolation. It wasn't Wang the blacksmith's calamity fire. Shen Du's intuition screamed, telling him not to touch it. He had been a mortician for nine years, witnessing countless bizarre deaths, knowing what he could and couldn't touch. But that wisp of dark golden flame seemed to possess some kind of magic; his gaze was firmly drawn to it, and his body involuntarily moved closer. Just as his face was less than half a foot from the flame, it suddenly trembled. It seemed to come alive, transforming into a stream of dark golden light that pierced through Shen Du's brow. "Ugh!" Shen Du groaned, falling backward, his head hitting the ground heavily. But he could no longer feel the pain. An indescribable heat exploded from between his eyebrows, as if a sun had ignited in his skull, surging wildly along his meridians. His body arched, his fingers digging into the mud, blood seeping from between them. The heat raged within him for an unknown amount of time, finally converging on a certain spot below his lower abdomen—the Qi Sea, as cultivators call it. An ordinary person's Qi Sea is a desolate wasteland, but Shen Du's Qi Sea now contained something new: a furnace. The size of a palm, dark gold, with three legs and two handles, its body covered in dense inscriptions. Shen Du didn't recognize a single one of the inscriptions, yet the moment he saw them, two words naturally surfaced in his mind: Calamity Furnace. Dark gold flames burned slowly within the furnace, while the crimson calamity energy remaining on the blacksmith's corpse, as if drawn by some force, was drawn along Shen Du's brow, nasal cavity, and pores, into the Calamity Furnace. The flames of the Calamity Furnace suddenly leaped higher. The tribulation flames that once terrified countless cultivators were refined like firewood in the furnace, transforming into an extremely pure wisp of power that overflowed from the furnace and slowly flowed into Shen Du's limbs and bones. His body was glowing. It wasn't a metaphor; a dark golden light flowed beneath his skin, like magma running underground. His shattered meridians were forcibly widened and reshaped, and his atrophied muscle fibers became firm and strong again under the infusion of power. Even his pale skin, worn from years without sunlight, radiated a warm glow. The entire process lasted about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. When the last wisp of crimson tribulation energy was refined, the flames of the furnace returned to calm. Shen Du collapsed to the ground, panting heavily. Sweat soaked his clothes, making him look as if he had been pulled from water. But his eyes shone with an alarming brightness.

11. 761 全 My Clan Raised Me to Greatness, So I Gifted Them Purple Robes 全族扶我青云志，我赠族人朱紫袍 Uncle Jianghe江河大爷Historical2.2M WordsOngoing After dying suddenly from overwork, workaholic Chen Yan is reborn as the only son of a newly born provincial graduate in the Great Liang Dynasty. His father is successful, so Chen Yan promptly decides to lie flat and enjoy the good life, with food brought to him and clothes laid out for him. But when he learns at the age of six that he was switched at birth with a farmer's child, his life takes a turn. The day the fake young master returns to the Chen family, he goes out to work in the fields an 213.5kReads9.3Score21kShelves
12. 762 幽 The Myriad Forms of the Netherworld 幽墟万象 You Have Ascended to Godhood汝已封神Sci-Fi & Apocalypse831k WordsOngoing A shroud of mist blankets the world, and technology lies in ruins. Humanity, eking out a living within lighthouses, never imagined that beneath the shadows at their feet lay a secret buried for countless ages: the present world is merely a phantom of the Ruin Realm. A devouring cycle that repeats once every 129,600 years has already ground countless eras to dust. Every 129,600 years, the Ruin Realm devours the world, and the cycle begins anew. The bones of countless civilizations lie buried deep 50Reads—Score—Shelves

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13. 763 万EN The Ultimate Underdog 万古第一废材 Little Seventeen the Crybaby爱哭的小十七Eastern Fantasy10.0M WordsOngoing [Invincible, Fiery, Fast-Paced, Constant Updates, Strongly Recommended by Hundreds of Millions of Readers!] A hundred thousand years ago, everyone was like a dragon, and all could cultivate the martial path. After the Calamity Transformation, the Heavenly Dao collapsed and the gods fell, leaving behind only an ancient tower of reincarnation. A hundred thousand years later, martial cultivation had become a matter of bloodline. A trash bloodline was no better than an insect and could not cultivate 270.2kReads9.0Score23.1kShelves
14. 764 凡 The World of Mortals 凡尘的世界 You Have Ascended to Godhood汝已封神Urban1.6M WordsCompleted One thought in the mortal world can bring a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood; endless years can bring spring warmth and blooming flowers. Across three thousand star domains, three thousand kinds of Dao fire forge the self and merge with chaos, from which yet more chaos is born, all for the sake of the mortal world. Lin Fan is a technician in modern society, and he and his wife, Lu Xue, have been married for just one year. On an ordinary day, Lin Fan is hospitalized after a car accident and 1.5kReads5.8Score127Shelves
15. 765 问 Aspiring to the Immortal Path 问鼎仙途 Maple Boat Seeks Zen枫舟问禅Eastern Fantasy9.2M WordsOngoing [Mortal-style cultivation + no System] Su Shier, a village boy of mediocre aptitude, is forced to embark on an endless, arduous path to immortality in pursuit of revenge for a blood feud. It is a world of deceit, the law of the jungle, scheming, and hardship... The road ahead is long, the way fraught with danger. Though this humble mortal must fight through every obstacle, he swears to forge his own path to immortality. 195.4kReads8.9Score16kShelves
16. 766 诸 The Gods' Ruins: The Cycle of Life and Death 诸神遗迹生死轮转 You Have Ascended to Godhood汝已封神Urban1.3M WordsCompleted Lin Nian inherited the legacy of a deity by chance as a child, but, too young to understand it, kept it buried deep within himself. It was not until university that he gradually awakened the dormant power inside him and uncovered cultivation rituals sealed away for a thousand years. Beneath the facade of the modern city, he witnessed one divine ruin after another emerge, as foreign forces and secret organizations maneuvered in the shadows to seize the inheritance. Recruited by a special state ag 114Reads—Score—Shelves
17. 767 斩 Slay Demons, Devour Sins, Drive Out Evil in the North! 斩妖吞孽，北极驱邪！ Aged Little Cabbage陈年小白菜Eastern Fantasy1.7M WordsOngoing “The Great Emperor of the North Pole, Ziwei Yuxu, commands the stars above, governs the myriad laws in the middle, and rules Fengdu below. He is the lord of all the stars in the heavens, and the Northern Pole Exorcism Office is his duly appointed authority.” “Isn’t the Exorcism Office an internal Celestial Court department that judges matters involving ghosts and gods? Why call it a military bureau?” “Do you know what a ghost is?” “Isn’t a ghost just a ghost?” “The Taishang Tiantan Yuge says: ‘A 100.2kReads9.1Score10.5kShelves
18. 768 末 The Cold Calamity of Doomsday: The Dragon Source's Flame Rekindles 末日寒劫，龙源火种重燃 Moon Over the Northern Qinling Mountains秦岭北山月Eastern Fantasy854k WordsOngoing I, Xie Yan, am still a good-for-nothing in the eyes of my people, three years into the apocalyptic Cold Calamity on the Dragon Source Continent. The Five Northern Clans marched south and besieged the Hua Clan on the southern bank of the Longjiang River for three years. They swore to wipe out the entire clan and seize the warm lands along the river that the Hua Clan controlled. I was born with a cultivation physique unseen in ten thousand years, but on the day I was born, my mother sealed my spir 32Reads8.7Score—Shelves

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    It's a really good book, you should definitely read it!

19. 769 谁EN Who Taught Him to Cultivate Like This? 谁教他这么修仙的？ Ling Duoqing令多情Eastern Fantasy4.5M WordsCompleted [Blue Star, evil cultivators, no harem, invincible protagonist, comedy, goofball humor, transmigration. If that bothers you, don't read.] [An established author’s new book, backed by twenty million characters of experience. I like setting up plot threads, so if something seems unreasonable, give it a few chapters.] A new disciple who had just joined the sect rushed in, panicking: “Master, this is terrible! Big Brother robbed someone!” “Don’t make such a fuss. Your senior brother is securing bene 94.1kReads8.8Score8.7kShelves
20. 770 全 Everyone Is an Evil Immortal!!! 全员恶仙！！！ There Are Mountains Beyond the Heavens天外有山Eastern Fantasy3.8M WordsOngoing Also known as The Whole Cast Are Evil Immortals and The Whole Cast Are Evil Immortals: I Have a Temple for Cultivating Immortals [No Angst] [Unhinged] [High Stakes from Start to Finish] There is a rumor of a temple somewhere in the world, with a patch of magical soil inside. Just treat a person as a "seed" and plant them in the soil, and they can become an immortal. Li Shiwu has spent ten years seeking immortality. At last, he finds the temple and plants himself in the soil, but he never expecte 211.3kReads9.0Score20.2kShelves
21. 771 仙 Tales of an Immortal Official! It All Begins with Hearing Intel About Immortal Destiny! 仙官物语！从听到仙缘情报开始！ I'll Go Up There and Slash You我上去就是一刀Eastern Fantasy3.6M WordsOngoing A sprawling epic! A sprawling epic! A prodigy’s rise Not traditional classical cultivation. The jokes can get a bit excessive at times, so just enjoy the ride! Shen Li transmigrated to a world of immortal martial arts, and he had a secret. When he was a child, he was knocked over by a five-colored horse. Ever since, strange messages had appeared in his mind! [At midnight tonight, a drop of Moonlight Spirit Water will appear in Crescent Lake. Use it as bait to lure out a Streamswimming Carp. Rewa 75kReads8.2Score5.7kShelves
22. 772 爹 My Dad’s a Demon Lord, My Mom’s a Holy Sovereign. Why Shouldn’t I Live Off Them? 爹魔尊，娘圣主，我不啃老干嘛？ My Stomach Hurts, Pinch Me肚子痛捏Urban3.1M WordsOngoing [Genius] + [Funny at first, unhinged later] + [Offbeat protagonist] + [Clever cultivation] + [Huge stats, but that doesn’t mean the mechanics are weak] + [Multiple heroines] In the year 356 of the Dragon Kingdom, a golden imperial carriage smashed through the sun, a celestial palace rose above the moon, and the stars of the heavens awakened one after another. The world entered an era of spiritual qi revival, and people awakened spiritual roots to pursue the path to immortality. Ling Yishan, a 77.3kReads9.2Score8.1kShelves
23. 773 师 The Blade of the Master 师刀 Clear as All Things万象澄澈Eastern Fantasy2.5M WordsOngoing Eyes like shooting stars, movements like lightning. A blade that kills, a sword that saves. This is a story about a young man and his blade. 5.8kReads9.0Score440Shelves
24. 774 遮 The Mist That Shrouds the Heavens 遮天之雾 The God's Previous Life神之前世Eastern Fantasy1.3M WordsOngoing This book has absolutely nothing to do with Shrouding the Heavens. There is no System, no transmigration, and no golden finger. Time in this book can speed up or slow down, but it cannot flow backward. And most importantly, this is not a wish-fulfillment novel. The protagonist has no invincible powers, either. If you like wish-fulfillment stories, you can drop this one right now. 1.4kReads8.9Score120Shelves
25. 775 家 Clan Cultivation: Building My Foundation on Luoxia Mountain 家族修仙：从落霞山上筑基开始 A Mountain Road for One一乘山路Eastern Fantasy519k WordsOngoing [No Female Lead] [A Different Kind of Family Farming Novel] [Plane-Surfing] “I hereby deliver the decree of the Azure Firmament Immortal Sect.” The gaze of that lofty figure seemed to pierce every obstacle and fall upon Li Mutian, whose aura had yet to settle. “Li Mutian, newly established Foundation Building cultivator in Yunzhou under our jurisdiction, has forged the immortal foundation [Mystic Radiance Pass], and has been entered into the ‘Register of Immortal Foundations of the Lower Sects, 26Reads5.6Score—Shelves
26. 776 浮 The Floating Sky Never Falls 浮天不落 Rouge Conch胭脂螺Eastern Fantasy2.2M WordsCompleted The floating sky never falls; the immortal sect endures forever. This is a story about a genius who lacks for nothing: talent, resources, or powerful connections. There are no brainless villains who show up just to help the protagonist level up, nor is the protagonist a tragic figure who builds a huge harem. Instead, there are all kinds of worldbuilding details the author, a hopeless settings fanatic, just couldn't resist writing, bringing to life my own personal dream of cultivating immortality 36.7kReads8.8Score3.6kShelves
27. 777 穿 I Was Born the Clan’s Discarded Son, and I Swear to Restore Its Glory 穿成家族弃子，我誓振兴全族 Got a Great Catch爆护啦Eastern Fantasy221k WordsCompleted He transmigrates into a wastrel scorned by his entire clan, only to awaken the Alchemy Emperor's legacy in a blood-soaked valley! His younger sister is dying from a chilling illness? He'll refine the Nine-Turn Golden Pill and defy fate! The family estate is seized and his clan members humiliated? He'll bury every last one of his enemies alongside them! Those who once bullied and shamed him? One slash, and their souls are annihilated. His family is in decline and surrounded by powerful enemies? O 3Reads—Score—Shelves

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    I swear to lead my family to rise again!

28. 778 我 I Hunt Down Transmigrators in Ancient China 我在古代抓捕穿越者 Evergreen Greens长青菜菜Eastern Fantasy1.3M WordsCompleted The protagonist, Long Chen, transmigrates into an ancient world. But it turns out that world is full of transmigrators. They belong to many different factions. Long Chen, himself a transmigrator, receives a mission: eliminate every other transmigrator. … 3.3kReads—Score149Shelves

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    This is a very good book.

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