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In a world filled with mythology, legendary martial arts, and gods who rule fate, a young man named Jihan must step on an ancient cultivation path that could change everything. On a quest for mysterious treasures and hidden truths, Jihan encounters enemies that test not only his strength, but also his faith. Joined by unexpected allies, including a woman with deadly powers and an outcast god, Jihan embarks on a journey full of gripping twists-from epic battles to ancient secrets that stretch far beyond time. Will she be able to conquer the gods and find balance between the human world and the mystical realm? Or will the power she gains destroy everything? “Between gods and men, one destiny will decide the fate of the entire world.” Explore an eastern fantasy world filled with mystery, mythology, and unforgettable battles, in an epic tale that will shake your imagination.

Ethan Grey has lived his entire life as nothing. Born without a spiritual root at Skyward Academy — the world's most powerful cultivation institution — he was deemed a hollow, a defect, a boy the heavens forgot to gift. For six years he carried water, scrubbed floors, and watched disciples blaze with qi he would never touch. The Academy didn't even bother to hate him. It simply looked through him. But the night a dying elder presses a jade slip into Ethan's hand and warns him to trust no one — especially not the feared Lord Kael — everything Ethan thought he knew about himself begins to crack. Because Ethan is not hollow. He is empty. And empty, it turns out, is something far more dangerous. Hidden within the jade slip is the Forgotten Sutra — an ancient, erased cultivation method that operates not on elemental qi, but on void: the primordial silence beneath all energy, the space between heartbeats, the darkness before the first flame. It is the original path. The one the powerful buried on purpose. As Ethan awakens abilities no cultivation manual has ever described, he uncovers a conspiracy that runs deeper than one corrupt academy — a three-thousand-year-old crime committed by the world's greatest sects to keep mortals spiritually chained forever. He was supposed to be nothing. Instead, he may be the only person alive who can burn the whole system down.

Betrayed by his fiancée for a mysterious crystal, cultivation genius Samuel was murdered. His soul was trapped inside the very crystal he died for, forced to train for a thousand years. Now, he's been reborn in a modern world with a brutal mission: get strong, fast, or the crystal will erase his soul for good. To gain the power he needs, he'll have to use his ancient knowledge to conquer this new world's wealth and technology.

Additional Tags: Multipleleads//Non-Harem//Early-romance//largecast//R18//Mystery//Adventure Violent spatial distortions appeared in the void before a figure flew out in a disheveled manner. An Mo reacted almost instantly to the distortions that appeared; however, he was a fraction of a second late. He was unable to dodge, and so the figure successfully used his clean, slick black shell as a steppingstone before they could fall into the stream. Like a swallow gently flowing in the sky, this person drifted to the bank of the stream without even looking back, leaving An Mo completely enraged as he stuck out his head to look at the clear footprint on his back. Before the disheveled figure could go far, An Mo opened his mouth and let out a furious shriek. “Ahhh!! You little bastard! I’ll fight you to the death! Don’t run if you have the guts!!” .... A lonely beast youngling who possesses the bloodlines of several Mythical Divine Beasts and seeks companionship, meets a mysterious girl who secretly believes she is a cannonfodder character in a cultivation novel. Upon their not-so-great first-time meeting, began an odd, but thrilling journey of two youths through the myriad realms of the cultivation world. Arguing with each other, arguing with passersby, stealing from each other, stealing from passersby, chasing each other for several kilometers, and being chased through several continents... But most importantly, growing closer and stronger together; enough to share the troubles that come from the other's strange identity.

[Warning: This novel contains English and Nigerian Pidgin dialogue. Strictly Rated 18+.] Death wasn't the end for Chris. After a fatal accident in Port Harcourt, a fearless, street-smart Nigerian hustler opens his eyes in an entirely different world—inside the broken body of a dark-skinned orphan named Li Yan, a boy framed by his own Sect and left to die in the dreaded Void Mountain after surviving weeks across the merciless Red Sand Desert. In the brutal cultivation world of Tianhuang, strength is everything. The weak are trampled. The talented rule. The heavens favor only geniuses. Chris is none of those. He possesses no powerful bloodline, no influential family, no legendary master, and no natural cultivation talent. But the heavens made one mistake... They gave a Nigerian the Supreme Hustle African System. Fueled by Naija resilience, relentless hustle, crazy battle instincts, and a mouth that never knows when to stay quiet, Chris begins clawing his way from the very bottom. Every battle makes him stronger. Every setback becomes fuel. Every enemy is another stepping stone.

They called him cursed. They were right—just not the way they thought. Kaelen Veyra bleeds too easily. But his blood is poison to power itself. In a world of cultivation and clans, he's the Voidborn—feared, hunted, unstoppable. From janitor to legend. From victim to god of war. This is his rise

Lu shang grew from a powerless weakling unable to protect himself from his mate or danger to a famous sword sovereign respected by all. He became the most powerful deity and warlord in the entire universe by wielding the heavenly divine sword, which no one else can use or control. Watch out for how Lu shang evolved into the world's greatest swordsman despite the hardships, difficulties, and trials he encountered, making him the unparalleled sword sovereign feared by everyone in the universe.

After his rebirth into a magical world of cultivation, Lin Feng acquired a fragment of the divine dragon treasure and developed the dragon body, preparing to embark on the path of Immortality. When the demonic gods awaken to wreck havoc on the world, he decided to use this opportunity to acquire the remaining fragments of the dragon treasure located in the hands the Immortal sects and defeat the dark gods for good.

Jeffrey Miles had a good life up until the time his physique got activated, The Fate Broken Physique. The Physique was not a physique but a curse. Fate was always against him and those close to him suffered or died in one way or the other. His lovers dead, unborn children dead, friends dead. He tried and tried so many times to fight against Fate but how could an average human win against Fate. But what if he became a new being, a being with immense potential, would he finally be able to defeat Fate and break his curse. Witness Jeffrey's cultivation journey as he went from a normal human to a Defying Paragon. * This story is a slow paced novel by the way.* For those who want to support me, please support me on Patreon: p-a-t-r-e-o-n.com/user?u=54454179 That's the link above. Meganovel bans the word Patreon, so I have to use p-a-t-r-e-o-n. Just remove the lines in between the word p-a-t-r-e-o-n to get the right link.

I woke up to find myself a weakling vampire with only 10 health points, and the Holy Light Knight Order was right outside to purify me! In my despair, the 【Proficiency System】activated—so long as I live, everything is grindable! To survive, I did anything! While other vampires were hunting maidens, I was slaughtering a hundred thousand rats in the sewer, my 【Bite】skill maxed out, awakening the talent 【Life Drain】! Holy Light burns painfully? I treated myself like the Monkey King's flesh and braved the Holy Light, my 【Holy Light Resistance】maxed out, awakening the talent 【Holy Light Affinity MAX】, and directly took a Holy Light bath in the church! They thought I was an elegant noble, but what I was actually thinking was, "This sword strike will probably only take 0.001% of my health—too risky, I must kill him instantly!" They called me the "Nighttime Scourge" because I targeted only the most heinous scoundrels, after all, the proficiency points from "Sinful Blood" were simply too generous! Years later, the Abyssal Demon God descended, and the gods fell. In the despair of the entire world, I brushed off the dust from my tailcoat and looked at my blood bar that had grown to an uncountable length. "You... can break my defense?"