The Male God Strikes Back

The one I love may be across a sea of stars, but no sea of stars is beyond crossing.

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I became a fan of an internet celebrity, but he streams weight-loss content and never flirts with the chat. No interaction, no fanservice. One star.

I became a fan of a master, but he posts six chapters a day, not ten, and sometimes goes on hiatus. No interaction, no fanservice. One star.

I became a fan of a celebrity, but he's obsessed with investing and never promotes himself. No interaction, no fanservice. One star.

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Fans: Maybe we're fans of absolutely nothing.

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Breaking news! The full-dive online game based on the web novel masterpiece Tyrant is about to launch.

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Book fans: Which idiot thought this was a good idea? Don't ruin my masterpiece... Oh my god, this is amazing.

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The Tyrant full-dive game takes the world by storm, and someone digs up the identity of its secret investor:

Passersby: Daddy, love me again!

Fans: Oh my god, I think I'm a fan of a god.

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Then, one day, the dimensional wall suddenly breaks.

Everyone: Daddy, save us!

Song Huo: Stop flirting all the time.

Kai: Am I not sweet?

Song Huo pinched up the tiny person, no bigger than his thumb, and dropped him into a cup. "Hah, if you're too sweet, don't blame me for soaking you. I'll make you stop acting like a person!"

Kai: (finger heart) Mwah~

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Please check out my next novel: Spiritual Qi Revival

Su Mei had diligently cultivated for thousands of years on the Lingcang Continent. His cultivation was profound, and he was as cautious as they came. He had intended to ascend to the upper realm only once he was completely certain of success. But while watching the greatest sword cultivator ascend to gain experience, the Heavenly Dao struck the wrong person. Eighty-one world-ending tribulation bolts sent him back to his old home on Earth.

The rare treasures and precious materials he'd spent thousands of years gathering were gone, as was the power he'd spent thousands of years cultivating.

Su Mei: I may not be human, but the Heavenly Dao is definitely a dog.

With a mortal body, can he once again embark on the long road to immortality and seek eternal life?

The familiar world of the past was gone. Everywhere he looked, there was only wasteland and ruins. Spiritual qi revived on Earth, and life across the globe underwent a frenzied evolution. Ancient creatures sleeping underground gradually awoke... Humanity was no longer the Heavenly Dao's sole favorite. Once-prosperous cities had become forbidden zones, and people struggled to survive in their safe zones.

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Su Mei drew a broken blade and sneered coldly. "It's bad enough that the old bastard Heavenly Dao bullies me. Do you really think a mere husky like you can turn the world upside down?"

Husky top: "Woof, woof, woof!! Fellow cultivator, let me explain!"

The dignified Sword Immortal was nearly sliced in half by a broken blade, and only managed to save his life by getting down on his knees and begging cutely.

A man's knees are worth gold. He'd remember this grudge! Once his soul was stable and he had cultivated a human body, he'd get his revenge!

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Years later.

"Su Su, I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. Wouldn't it be enough if I knelt on a durian?"

"No!" Su Mei rubbed his sore back and glared. "I told you to stop acting like a person!"

The handsome, dashing man, as beautiful as an immortal, leaned in close and murmured in a husky voice, "To be by your side, what does it matter if I stop being human?"

A husky top who starts fighting at the slightest provocation × a cautious, experienced powerhouse bottom

Theme: As long as life goes on, keep striving