Cultivation

My peaceful short life had been quickly cut off by a band of bandits that had raided my village, killing my father and capturing my mother. The bandit leader took a fancy to me and decided to make me one of them because of my face, for reasons unknown to me, but this was only the start of my journey. The more I grew up the more I realized that I had no talent, I was as ordinary as I could be, with no inherited memories, no old masters to help me improve my talent, no legacies left behind, no locked bloodlines that would burst into activity when I was in danger. But I still had something that most people didn't have. A stubbornness that many wouldn't possess, the stubbornness and sense of danger that I got for life after I saw my father die in front of me. And with that, I shall predate upon those that are more talented than me. I shall walk forward and reach the apex of the world, not because I want to protect anyone, but because that's simply what I want to do! Regardless of the methods that I have to use or the people that I have to push out of my way!

In a world where the strong rule and the weak are forgotten, Mo Qian is reborn at the very bottom with nothing to his name. But he carries a secret ability no one has ever seen. When he touches a weapon he can see its soul. The battles it has fought. The warriors who wielded it. The martial arts secrets buried deep within the steel. All of it waiting to be devoured and made his own. One touch. One command. A lifetime of another warrior's experience becomes his. But knowledge without strength is worthless. And Mo Qian is still just a skinny boy at the bottom of the world with everything against him. He will rise though. One blade at a time. One soul at a time. All under heaven will kneel. I Alone Devour All Under Heaven.

"These are pretty minuscule spies, my lord," The leader said into his comms. They chattered among themselves. We had our hands up when they surrounded us. My throat clogged and I was running out of oxygen. I could barely think or breath. Mister Wigglesworth was talking briskly with bulging eyes to the colossal men and a rifle was lodged in his throat, he seemed frail and agitated. "Mort!" He threw the parcel into his hands. Mort winced when he failed to catch it. The box malfunctioned and I screamed at the blast and fell back into the shelter of more craters. I gasped. "What do I do with this?" His hand fidgeted on the and he dived behind a crate beside me while lasers flew. He panted and glanced at me holding on to the parcel. There was a skirmish going on. "I think I got hit." .... Remember when homicidal aliens were attacking us? This was now, yeah, it was kind of my fault. We were crouching like a couple of cowardly war veterans on a battlefield and Mister Wigglesworth! Of all people was out there holding them off. Mort held on to the prism parcel. My eyes were pale. I got hit by the parcel. I held on to my stomach. "Are you okay? Can you sit up straight?" He said. "No, it hurts," I did not feel like myself at all. I was not even in the mood to make snappy comebacks, I kept seeing double and all these color spectrums like I stared at the sun for too long. I was phasing in and out of consciousness. I thought I saw planets dying. I ducked over the end and focused on breath. [ System Activated ]

Xavier Winthrop, the war God of Erindor with indomitable powers and resources, chose to retire and live an ordinary life with the woman he loves, only to be ruthlessly betrayed and stabbed in the back. Poisoned by the love of his life, his kidney stolen, and legs crippled, he faces the worst kind of agony. Watch as he returns to the spotlight and brings them to their knees. They beg for mercy, but mercy was a language not in his dictionary. All his enemies only have one fate—total annihilation.

Gods and their Angel servants have been terrorising the mortal for millennia...Until 4000 years ago the Magic King at the time could no longer watch the tyranny and suffering caused by Angels and Gods. He gathered armies from every race and challenged the gods dying for the sake for freedom. Now the Magic Kings throne is empty. The world needs a new Magic King. More powerful than the previous Magic King himself and even surpassing the Gods.

For three years, Ryker Zhao lay trapped in a coma while the world mocked him as useless trash. Only his wife, Chloe, refused to abandon him, sacrificing everything to keep him alive. But the day they try to force her to sign a divorce… the “cripple” wakes up. The man they humiliated is no ordinary soldier. He is the Dragon Sovereign, the commander feared by nations and master of the Seven Armies. In a single command, billionaires fall, empires collapse, and traitors kneel. Now the man they tried to bury has risen. And when the Sovereign begins his revenge… Who will survive his judgment?

After years of rotting behind bars for a crime he didn’t commit… one orchestrated by his own wife instead, Glenn Avery is finally released, clothed in nothing but prison rags and carrying the parting gifts of his fellow inmates. But Glenn isn’t just a free man. He’s a man reborn. On the day of his release, however, instead of a welcome or even a shred of remorse, he’s met with divorce papers, delivered coldly by an arrogant stranger. No apology. No second chances. Instead, he was shoved in the face with a cheque and threatened to never speak about the past, having no idea that the man they betrayed wasn’t the same weak, powerless Glenn from before. He’s now a dragon cloaked in human skin. A man forged in isolation. Sharpened by betrayal. Hardened by time. Behind his seemingly ragged appearance is a man of a terrifying identity and power—someone whom warriors would serve without question, kings would kneel before, and emperors would fear crossing. A man whose presence commands respect… or destruction. …. Spoiler: From Prison to Power is a pulse-pounding urban revenge saga filled with brutal comebacks, explosive drama, powerful women, and a protagonist who’s equal parts madman and legend.

Betrayed, beaten, and left for dead, medical prodigy Charlie Kirkland awakens an ancient healing system that turns life itself into power. Cast out by his mentor and destroyed by elite medical clans, Charlie rises from the wilderness as a divine healer who can cure, or cripple, with a touch. As miracles ignite public worship and enemies plot his death, he wages a brutal war of medicine, cultivation, and vengeance. From secret clinics to world-shaking healings, Charlie doesn’t just save lives, he rewrites the laws of medicine. In a world ruled by corrupted healers, the Healer King returns to conquer fate itself.

After a strange disease broke out on the once peaceful earth, turning anyone who got infected into a vicious creature. The remsining 0.01 percent of earth's population were forced to flee and live on a whole new planet where they got to fight beast in order to remain safe. A boy named Kadori who lost everything during the apocalypse promised himself to get stronger and vanquish every single creature and beast, then return earth to her former glory. NOTE: This book consists of System, level up, cultivation, alchemy, mystery, and all. And also, chapters are released every single day.

A thousand years ago, the Strongest Demon Emperor, Xar'thos, nearly plunged the cultivation world into eternal darkness, only to be defeated and sealed by an alliance of holy sects in a heroic sacrifice. Now, after a millennium has passed, the Demon Emperor is reborn as a poor youth named Aron in a remote village—without power, without memories, and without any remnants of his past glory. The world has forgotten him, and the holy sects have enjoyed a fragile peace, establishing their dominance without threat. However, fate has other plans. As Xar'thos's memories begin to return, an ancient entity known as the "Demon Empire System" activates within him. This system is more than just a guide; it is the key to rebuilding his shattered empire, granting him unique abilities to revive forbidden cultivation techniques, recruit loyal followers, and most crucially, attract powerful women with demonic potential to become his Demon Consorts—the pillars of his new strength and authority. Starting from zero, Aron—who is now slowly reverting to Xar'thos—begins a perilous journey to reclaim what is rightfully his. Xar'thos's journey takes him from a helpless youth to a rising ruler of darkness, rebuilding his army from the shadows. He gathers followers, forms unexpected alliances, and establishes a hidden base of demonic power. However, his rise does not go unnoticed. The holy sects that once sealed him begin to sense the echoes of a long-lost demonic aura. They send agents to investigate, sparking initial clashes that reveal weaknesses and ancient secrets among his old enemies.