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They tagged me trash unworthy of a legend's legacy. So I became the devil seated on the throne. ****** They called his father a saint. And called him a disgrace. Theon Dravorn is eighteen, powerless, and hated. On the day he demands his father’s legacy from the archmage who stole it, he’s branded ungrateful and cast into the Netherworld Spirit-Devouring Wasteland to die. He doesn’t. The ASTRAL VILLAIN SYSTEM binds to his blood. It promised strength, demanded evil, and bred scorn. Each mission feeds his power with hatred, resentment, and blood. Refuse, and it kills him. Obey, and he becomes the demon his father died fighting. Now Theon learns the truth: Ren Dravorn didn’t fall as a martyr. He was murdered. And the killers wear halos in the Celestial Realm. To avenge a saint, Theon must become a monster. The only question is how much of his soul he’ll burn to get there? [For fans of morally grey cultivation, demonic systems, and sons who inherit war instead of peace.]

Death was supposed to be a car crash. Instead, it was a bloody courtyard and a fractured skull. Lu Chen woke up in a savage cultivation world where absolute power dictates the right to breathe. He inherited the body of a discarded heir, a murdered mother, and a stepfamily eager to bury him to secure their own rise. They think he is a powerless cripple. They think the game is over. They are wrong. The exact cheat software Lu Chen coded in his past life crossed over with him. The Titan Engine bypasses reality constraints, rewriting flawed martial arts into heaven-tier techniques and granting root access to his own body. Armed with a shattered meridian and administrator privileges, Lu Chen is about to show this ancient world the terror of a modern hack. [Welcome to the server. Your rules no longer apply.]

After disappearing for five years, Javon Forger returns from prison—not as the failed, spoiled son he once was, but as a living weapon forged by a secret cultivation technique. He finds his father missing, his family's company on the brink of ruin, and enemies at every turn. His newfound power is immediately tested as he must defend his family name from rapacious business rivals. At his lowest point, Javon is viciously betrayed by his fiancée, Aleesha Edelweis, who casts him aside for a more powerful man and reneges on a crippling debt that was his last hope. With his honor trampled, help arrives from an unexpected source: Sherly, his ex-fiancée's paralyzed cousin. In a startling sacrifice, Sherly offers to marry Javon herself, upholding a promise her own family has long forgotten. Now, bound by an unexpected marriage, Javon wages a war on two fronts. He must protect his fragile yet resolute new ally while unravelling the vast corporate conspiracy behind his father's disappearance—a mystery with roots stretching back to a vow he made in his dark prison cell, suggesting his downfall was no accident.

No clan. No bloodline. No mercy. Armstrong Norman was expelled from his family at sixteen and declared permanently worthless after three failed awakenings. The cultivation world is cruel, ancient, and ruled by bloodline power. He has none. What he has instead is a body stronger than any awakened cultivator his age, an ambition sharp enough to cut heaven, and a sealed mark over his heart that caused an ancient god to stand up in alarm the moment it flickered. The mark sealed behind three layers of ancient power, sleeps the Core Source Bloodline of the Primordial Chaos Sovereign. The mythical beast that devoured worlds before gods existed. A bloodline so catastrophic that its faint stirring woke sleeping demons, shook divine thrones, and opened the eyes of creatures buried outside space itself. A Guild Master offers him a deal. Awaken the impossible and assassinate an emperor. Armstrong says yes. And that's when some trash would burn the whole world down.

On the day of the crucial test, Lin Xuan's spiritual roots were revealed to be at the lackluster fifth level. This meager talent meant a near-impossible climb past the middle stage of Qi Training—a death sentence for any hope of entering the prestigious immortal sects. Immortality was a dream now impossibly out of reach. ​But fate offered a path darker than death. The notorious Demon Sect, in need of fresh "spiritual slaves," began plundering the weak and poorly qualified across the lands. These victims were forced to cultivate the demonic Burning Life Magic, a technique designed to turn their very essence into consumable spiritual sand for the Demon Sect's elite. ​Lin Xuan was snatched from Shihu City and dragged into the chilling embrace of the Demon Realm, entering the demonic gate not as a disciple, but as chattel. Yet, even in this hellish servitude, he discovered a bizarre, hidden salvation: the [Placement Bar]. ​This cryptic tool holds the key to surviving and progressing where conventional cultivation has failed. Can the [Placement Bar] turn a condemned spiritual slave into a demon-slaying powerhouse?

Lu Zhen is the young master of Lu branch family. He is crippled in a fight against Jin Ha and his Dao Heart is broken. This leads to his cultivation stagnating and after painstakingly cultivating for three years without improvement he commits suicide in a forest. An opportunity than represents itself. The blood essence of a powerful beast, the Supreme White Lion, fuses with his body and the soul of this beast accepts Lu Zhen. It is now Lu Zhen and Lu Zhen is it. "This time, I'll get my revenge, I'll trample all of you beneath my feet and as for the Heavens. I'll stand above them, everything and everyone will bow beneath my feets. I SHALL BECOME...THE BEAST EMPEROR! "

In the heart of Blackrift City, a decaying urban sprawl ruled by syndicates and shadow clans, Jace Ronan is just another forgotten soul. Once a street-fighting prodigy, now he's reduced to cleaning up the grime of a city that chewed him up and spit him out. No future. No hope. But when he throws himself in front of danger to save a child, death doesn't greet him. Instead, something ancient stirs inside him. Jace becomes the host of the Ragnar Protocol, an AI-like, sentient system with immense power. Thrust into a brutal world of system cultivation, hidden magic, and violent politics, Jace is forced to fight his way through real-life quests where every choice shapes him, and every step forward paints a target on his back. The stronger he gets, the more dangerous he becomes. Not just to others, but to the ones pulling the strings. Now Jace must decide. Play the game by the rules, or tear the entire system down.

His status as a disciple of Helma Tilcott, the only healer in the Lanshire Kingdom possessing the rare healing zhenqi, had brought Marc Belmont no advantage at all. From the start, few believed he could ever become her heir; no matter how diligently he tried to absorb her teachings or practice her skills, everything seemed to vanish from his mind as if it had never been there. Years of effort appeared to have been in vain, and Marc began to question if he was truly meant for this life. One day, a group of messengers arrived from the city of Cammont, their mocking words cutting through the air as they demanded he follow them. “I’m not interested,” Marc replied flatly, his voice devoid of the hesitation it once carried. “Ungrateful! Is this how you treat someone who raised you?” The messengers clenched their fists, anger burning in their eyes as they rushed toward him. Marc's lips curled into a confident smirk. “Those days are long gone. You clearly have no idea who you're dealing with.”

'Game on' was quietly launched all over the world, infiltrating all virtual game servers. The game transported humans to a bright new exciting virtual world full of cultivation, mystery, and power. But what people didn't realize was that this game was a training ground,  for the Apocalypse, and not a virtual one, as humans would soon be teleported to this cruel new world, and when that happened, humans would only have one life, unlike in the game, resulting in a situation in which countless humans died because they couldn't stand up to the monstrosities in this new world. Vanya, who had led a sad and feeble existence during the Apocalypse, was sent back in time with all of her memories intact. Follow Vanya's exploits as she uses what she knows about the future to save her brother and other humans from the Apocalypse, as well as to discover why weak humans from Earth were transported to this horrible world known as Pangu world.

[Warning: This story is written in English and Nigerian Pidgin. Strictly rated 18+] [English Translation Written In Brackets For Better Understanding] After a fatal accident in Port Harcourt, a sharp and street-smart Nigerian youth wakes up in the body of a weak, dark-skinned orphan called Li Yan — now renamed Chris. Alone and betrayed by his small clan, the original owner died in the void mountain after crossing the merciless Red Sand Desert for weeks. That’s where Chris opens his eyes for the first time in this new world. Thrown into the brutal cultivation continent of Tianhuang, with no talent, no backing, Chris gets one thing other cultivators don’t — the Supreme Hustle African System. With pure Naija grind, sharp mouth, unbreakable will, and plenty of pepper in his blood, he begins his journey from the bottom. No handouts. No mercy. Just pure determination to reach the peak. His goal is simple: Become a god above all gods. Can one Nigerian youth survive this cruel world of sects, power, betrayal, love and death? Only time fit tell sha. (Only Time Will Tell)