The Big Shot Returns to Protect Our Earth

[Spiritual qi revival, cultivation through technology, behind-the-scenes mastermind~] After thirty thousand years of bloodshed in the cultivation world, Xi Yan finally blew up the damn Heavenly Dao that had screwed him over and returned to Earth to retire. He had been dead for twenty years on Earth. All that remained was his grave... After working himself to the bone for tens of thousands of years, Xi Yan promptly moved into his grave with all his belongings. But before he could even get comfortable, a voice began wailing. Earth's Heavenly Dao: Help! You little punk, a bigger world is trying to kill me! ┌(. Д.)┐ Xi Yan: ... So much for retirement, huh! - The bigger world was coming in force, and Earth couldn't withstand it. Xi Yan had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and get to work. He set off a spiritual qi revival, led everyone in cultivating immortality, and built cannons in space! When the bigger world came, they'd blanket it with firepower and blast the hell out of it! The bigger world: ??? There's something wrong with this little world! Then the man who had once blown it up appeared, giving it a nuclear-level smile. The bigger world: ... Get away from me!! Don't come any closer! (ΩДΩ) Here's a preview of my next novel. Please add it to your favorites "The Underworld Child-Rearing App" No romance, male protagonist, raising kids across different worlds = 3= Jin Huaizi was an old ghost without a single offering. Then, one day, his luck finally changed: he got his hands on a phone burned as an offering from the human world! It had a little game about raising kids as if they were your ancestors. Being an ancestor = having descendants = receiving offerings! Jin "Penniless Old Ghost" Huaizi: !!! Isn't this game made just for me! I'm raising this kid, and I'm definitely becoming an ancestor! Rubbing his hands together, Jin Huaizi opened the game and adopted his first kid... - Kid No. 1 is a pitiful child desperately starved for affection. Give him even a little fake love, and he'll devote his whole life to it. Jin Huaizi: With a kid like this, why would I ever worry about getting offerings! So, wincing at the expense, Jin Huaizi fed Kid No. 1 the little steamed buns he'd been saving for hundreds of years. Kid No. 1, nearly fainting from hunger, suddenly had a bun billowing black smoke shoved into his mouth: ??? Who's trying to poison me!! - Kid No. 2 is a little obsessive lunatic yearning for family. To make sure his family stays together, he kills them all so they can reunite in the underworld. Jin Huaizi: ...Good thing I'm not his dad. This kid's trouble. Maybe I should give up on him. Before leaving, Jin Huaizi even kindly advised him: You shouldn't hang yourself from just one tree. If you're not happy with your parents this time around, you can get a few more sets of parents and switch between them! As Kid No. 2 was sharpening his knife, a warm, gentle voice suddenly spoke in his mind. It was the voice of the father he'd always dreamed of! #That makes a lot of sense. You're going to be my next dad!# - Kid No. 3... - Later, the number of kids he raised kept growing until Jin Huaizi finally achieved his ultimate dream: an abundance of offerings and a house full of descendants! #Be the coolest ghost in the underworld!# My friend's new novel, "Having Fun on the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races" Gongyi Le was stabbed to death on the street while watching the commotion, then transmigrated to another world. The bad news: This was a brutal cultivation era where ten thousand races waged war, and he was just a high school student who couldn't hurt a fly. The good news: He'd finally activated his golden finger, the [AFK Cultivation System]. As long as he had a cultivation method, he could cultivate, make pills, forge weapons... and keep it running around the clock! And so... A peerless human prodigy rose to prominence. The only thing was, his style seemed... a little off. The ancestors of several great clans fought over a life-extending pill until they were ready to tear each other apart. Gongyi Le watched from the sidelines and pulled out a handful of fragrant pills to munch on like sunflower seeds. The ancestors stopped fighting and stared at the pills in his hand: What are you eating? Gongyi Le swallowed the last life-extending pill: Burp. That's all. Everyone, drawing their blades: ...Aaaah!! * Ten great races launched an extermination war over an ancient spiritual treasure. The battlefield ran red with blood, and cries of grief filled the air. Gongyi Le watched from the sidelines and pulled out a little table and chairs, perfect for enjoying the spectacle. Everyone stared at the chair under Gongyi Le: You... you turned a divine weapon into what the hell is this thing?! Gongyi Le, grabbing the chair: D-don't come any closer! * The treasured cultivation manuals of the ten thousand races mysteriously vanished, and they frantically hunted for the culprit. Gongyi Le watched from the sidelines and helpfully offered several clues: I saw the thief sneak in from this spot. Look, there are footprints here! The ten thousand races: ...→_→ Gongyi Le: ??? The ten thousand races, sharpening their knives. Gongyi Le: Wait, even if these footprints are exactly the same size as mine, you can't slander me! The ten thousand races: You scoundrel, prepare to die!! Gongyi Le: ...Tsk. After a great battle, Gongyi Le looked at the people lying on the ground, unable to get back up, and slowly put away his weapons. He chastised them with righteous indignation and heartfelt reproach: I told you, if it wasn't me, it wasn't me. I, Gong, never lie! Everyone: ...??? Your surname is Gongyi, damn it!! Theme: You can never leave your homeland behind. Lead it through every storm