Xianxia

People in the myriad realms began cultivation by opening their spirit meridians and condensing a Qi sea in their daitian through the absorption of the essence of heaven and earth. "All living things are not born equal under the Heavens, yet the Great Dao is fair as far as one is willing there is a way " Zhan Shenwei was not useless, although he had crippled meridians, he was born with " Innate Divine Strength " and was known for his humongous appetite and battle strength, even among his generation none could defeat him. Of course since he couldn't cultivate, with time the gap between him and his peers would only get wider . Only he knew his strength wasn't as simple as just " Innate Divine Strength ". ....

In a world where mortals strive to defy the heavens, where mountains float and oceans roar with spiritual beasts, the cultivation world stands on the edge of chaos. The Radiant Court rules above all—seven Thrones, unshaken for ten thousand years. They decide who rises. They decide who falls. But there is a legend whispered in silence. A name spoken only in riddles. A figure who once stood above the heavens… and walked away. Chen Fi. No one knows where he came from. No one knows how strong he truly was. Only the oldest cultivators remember the tremble in the world when he last raised a hand. They say he once refused the title of Immortal Emperor. They say he gave up the Nine Dao Thrones. They say he saw something beyond power… and chose peace. Now, hidden in a quiet valley unknown to most maps, he lives as a humble hermit—drinking tea, fishing under cherry blossoms, and raising a single orphan boy. But peace never lasts. When the world begins to stir—when arrogant sects send disciples to claim his land, when the Thrones grow fearful of a man they could never control—old echoes awaken. Chen Fi does not seek conflict. But should conflict find him… He reminds the world why it once knelt.

In a world where cultivation is the sacred path of body and soul, Lin Cang possesses neither. He awakens in the body of a young man with no meridians, no dantian, and no soul-sea—yet he lives. Shunned by the natural laws of heaven and earth, unable to walk the orthodox path, Lin Cang discovers a different way: the Dao of Form. Through mysterious patterns and ancient blueprints only he can perceive, he begins to reshape his own body—piece by piece, refinement by refinement—into something the world has never seen. In a realm of righteous sects, blade-wielding prodigies, and soul-bound cultivators, Lin Cang must conceal the truth of his existence while carving out his own legend. But the more he transforms, the more a question begins to stir: if he was never truly human to begin with, what will he become by the end? A tale of identity, power, and reinvention, The Puppet Dao blends classical cultivation adventure with a unique journey of self-crafted evolution. The path to immortality is written in flesh and spirit—but Lin Cang will write his in wood, will, and wonder.

The Azure Tide Clan had been annihilated. The Scorching Blade Clan ruled the Ebonshade City. Under their tyranny, they enslaved the members of Azure Tide Clan and eliminated those who escaped but returned to exact revenge. Lu Zheng was among the external members who returned to Ebonshade City to reclaim the treasures, desiring to become stronger to avenge his clan.  However, he faced betrayal and life-and-death situations. As he was about to accept his faith, a devil appeared and helped him survive. However, his luck had not run out yet. Another fortuitous encounter appeared. "You have been chosen by the Awakening Stone," whispered the Devil in disbelief. "What is that?" "You will know soon." Time passed by, and he slowly recognized the foreign wall of text. [Name: Lu Zheng Rank: Novice Internal Technique: Basic Cultivation Technique. External Technique: Azure Tide Sword Technique (Incomplete.) Strength: 2 Durability: 1 Speed: 3 Agility: 2 Stamina: 3  Intelligence: 3 Qi: 0 Extra Points: 0.] With the aid of the mysterious individual and the Awakening Stone, Lu Zheng swore to take revenge on his clan.

His name was Zyren Drakos—a name whispered like a curse and remembered like a legend. Once left to die on the blood-soaked battlefield of the fallen Aetherion Kingdom, Zyren’s fate should have ended there. But death had other plans. Rescued by a notorious poison master shunned by the martial world, Zyren was reborn—not as a soldier, but as a living weapon. Trained in silence and shadows, he mastered forbidden arts. Every breath he took, every enemy he struck down, carved his path in poison and vengeance. But everything changed the night he saved her—a courtesan cloaked in mystery and beauty, with secrets deeper than her smile. She gave him his first taste of love... and cursed him forever. Now, hunted by assassins, betrayed by allies, and chased by the ghosts of a war not yet over, Zyren fights not just to survive—but to uncover the truth. Because somewhere in the chaos, the courtesan vanished... and left behind a single message: “They were never after me… They were after you.”