[Villain Protagonist] [Mastermind Manipulator] [Toying with the World] [Immortal Path Struggle] [Scheming & Cold-Hearted] [No Female Lead] [Saints Keep Out!!!] The man once known as Li Chen, infamous under the title Heaven Thief, was a peerless powerhouse—wielding forbidden techniques that defied the heavens and turned men into mindless puppets. Feared by the world and branded as its greatest enemy, his terrifying path began in tragedy: a broken childhood, a shattered foundation, and an untimely death at the hands of a legendary foe in the final battle. He thought that was the end. Until he opened his eyes… And found himself reborn—returned to his youth, to the very moment when he was still weak and insignificant. Li Chen stared at his thin, frail hands—then sneered coldly. “This time… I’ll grasp the world in my palm.” “And the immortal path? It won't escape me.” Reborn with the memories of his former life, Li Chen lays low and schemes from the shadows—treading a twisted and unmatched road to power. No rules. No mercy. No limits. A new life. A darker rise. An immortal path soaked in blood.

In his previous life, Lin Luochen was imprisoned until death due to a karmic entanglement with the Saintess of the Jade Maiden Sect. In this life, he severed all emotional ties and dedicated himself solely to the path of cultivation. However, fate had other plans. The Demonic Empress's fingertips ignited with karmic fire: "You clearly remember the spot of this empress's cinnabar mole, don't you?" The Saintess of the Jade Maiden Sect's sword tip shimmered with frost: "You broke my 'Supreme Forgetfulness of Emotion,' and now you think you can just walk away?" The femme fatale, a bane to nations, smiled sweetly: "Only my husband truly knows me, inside and out." Lin Luochen retreated step by step: "Ladies, there's a misunderstanding! I'm truly not your husband!" The women scoffed in unison: "Lin Luochen, don't think we don't know you've been reborn. Still trying to deny it?" Lin Luochen scurried away, clutching his head: "I just want to become an immortal ancestor, to have all the immortals bow before me! I don't want to talk about love and romance!" Upon hearing this, the femme fatale licked her red lips: "So, my husband, you're into that? You should have said so sooner!" Lin Luochen gazed at the beauties pursuing him and suddenly realized with horror that in this life, he might die even sooner than the last...

Original title: After becoming the male protagonist's sword spirit, the entire sect regretted it My junior sister stole my spiritual roots and my opportunities, so I killed her with one sword. Fu Xi is the eldest senior sister of the Yijian Sect. She practices diligently and is respected by her fellow disciples. But all this changed after her master brought back her younger sister. The respected master risked his life for the sake of the younger sister, regardless of the sect's risk. The second younger brother gave her a slow-acting poison to prevent her from feeling inferior. The third younger brother offered to give her his spiritual roots as she lay dying... The system told her that all this was because this world was a dark upgrade novel with a Long Aotian style, and she was just a cannon fodder living in the rumors. Fu Xi was unwilling to give up, so she dragged her broken body into the depths of the sect's forbidden area, immersed herself in the ancient divine sword Hengcang Sword and became a sword spirit. She then found the future male protagonist Long Aotian. At this time, the male protagonist has not yet turned into the future Long Aotian who kills gods and demons and climbs the ladder to heaven in blood. So Fu Xi lurks beside him in the form of a sword spirit, and when he embarks on the path of cultivating immortals, she returns to the Yijian Sect for revenge. However, Fu Xi was troubled when she saw that the male protagonist was still a child. How would the sword spirit raise a child? later-- Long Aotian: They all say that a swordsman’s sword is his wife, so hey, wife! Fu Xi:......... Which step went wrong? [Female romance + Revenge Crematorium 1v1 + Early male protagonist's perspective + Female protagonist's sword spirit]

(Master-Disciple Daily Life + Shura Field + Super Sweet Romance + No System + Female-Supremacy Elements) Jiang Chenyu transmigrated—right into the body of a villainous demon lord in a game who shared his name. Just as he was racking his brains, trying to find a slim chance of survival among the countless inevitable death endings, Jiang Chenyu suddenly realized that the storyline he had unlocked was… a little off. Wait a second—my master is supposed to be incredibly powerful, so how did she end up getting invaded by inner demons? And why are all my female disciples holding machetes? That’s not right at all!

"Sect Master Uncle is just a mortal, who just happens to have his own 'billion' interpretations of various spells."Atop Misty Peak, the sect's senior disciple was educating the new beginners.At that moment, Sect Leader Ye Feng, holding a blade of grass, waved it gently, and a fierce Sword Qi split the sky in two, revealing a dark spatial rift that was difficult to heal, frightening the gods above.The new disciple pointed at the sky, shocked, "And you told me the Sect Leader is just a mortal?"

Birth, aging, illness and death are common to all human beings. Li Qing, who was not afraid of death, suddenly saw how much life he had left. Now he panicked!Fortunately, I can gain life by refining weapons, so I will live for tens of thousands of years first![Successfully refine ordinary weapons: fine iron war spear, reward life for five months! ][Successfully refine the best magic weapon: Tianluo Banner, reward life for seventy years! ][Successfully refine the Tongtian Lingbao: Mieshengluo furnace, reward life for three thousand years! ](Changsheng Gouwen + Refining + Two Realms)

In a galaxy far away, there is a kid without innate inability to practice internal techniques. So, in order to gain the respect of his father, he resolutely chooses to follow the more difficult and painful path of practicing external techniques. As the years go by, he grows up, but what really changes his life is a mysterious meteoric crystal stone — the Meteoric Tear. This stone fuses with the young man’s body unnoticed, and he seems to undergo drastic transformations as a result. After that, everything is changed. Eventually his father knows that the son for whom he hasn’t really shown a lot of consideration possesses astonishing abilities. And there’s a lot more to come.

One will to create oceans. One will to summon the mulberry fields. One will to slaughter countless devils. One will to eradicate innumerable immortals. Only my will… is eternal. Translator: Deathblade

That lonesome night as he lays dying in the hospital, fearing of death and desiring the taste of life, his mind became unprecedentedly complex with mixed emotions.Myasthenia gravis — an incurable disease where one’s muscle slowly degenerated until the day when one can no longer move and only tears may flow.“Is this… dying?”When he opened his eyes again, he had crossed over into the body of a two months old infant, right in the middle of an assassination attempt.He was born as the illegitimate son of a noble. His name was Fan Xian; and with that name came the burden of deep political secrets and the legacy of his mother.He understood; to survive, he needed unparalleled strength, money and political power.To a new world with the luxury of a new life, so named; Celebrating the Remaining Life.

Everyone said that Yi Qing was the number one Sword Cultivator in the world, with a swordsmanship and cultivation that no one could surpass. Whether it was when he was cultivating in the Lower Realm, or when he was in the Ten Heavens of the Upper Realm, he has always been undefeated.Yi Qing laughed and said: “That is because you do not know of my Master. If we speak of cultivation, I am not as good as she by a long mile. Thinking about it, at the start, out of the ten Heavenly Emperors of the Upper Realm, my Master beat up nine, and the one left was myself.”“Master? You actually have a Master! Who? How come we never heard of it?”“My Master is…. Eh? Master? Master! And my Master? Has anyone seen my Master?”A person next to them quietly raised her paw. “I am here!”

"You're too arrogant."To Dyon, it seemed as though these words were heard all the time.However, how could these people possibly know of all his hard work? Of the fact that sleep was but a distant relative of his. How could they know that he never had a single moment to rest.And yet, despite their ignorance, they still said, "you're too arrogant..."But where were those people when a five-year-old Dyon's eyes shone looking at a computer screen filled with code? Where were those people when an eight-year-old Dyon played his piano and plucked his guitar strings until his fingers bled... needing to vent his feelings about his lost mother without bothering his fatigued father? Where were those people when Dyon sat alone at ten-years-old… when his parents were gone, and the only thing left was a room filled with inventions and computers?Dyon's arrogance wasn't borne of thin air. It was his hard work. It was his shield. And he wasn't willing to give it up...Now alone, he left his home behind.He was no longer the boy genius who changed the human mortal realm. He was now nothing but a commoner, a bug noble families saw fit to step on. An insignificant existence.And yet, Dyon was still the same unchanging person. Standing tall, his eyes firm and his will indomitable.This so-called Martial World would come to understand the meaning behind his existence...**Excerpt**"You're quite bold for a girl who's almost been recluse for her whole life you know," Dyon said chuckling."Little sister Delia and Meiying probably think so too, but you've been in my heart since the opening ceremony. Maybe not exactly in this way… But sometimes a foot in the door for a long time leads to a fully open one, no?"Dyon smiled, 'it seems like she's been watching from afar for a long time… it must be lonely being in that room with Libro all the time.'Dyon felt a delicate hand playing with his collar, "the truth is that I'm always playing the gentle big sister role, mostly because I have no idea how much longer I'll have the chance to…"The vulnerability in her voice made Dyon tremble. Madeleine was so strong, yet it seemed even martial artists had their weaknesses too.RMW happens to be the very first novel I've ever written. I have to admit that the first volume requires a lot of work. However, from the second volume onward I am confident in saying that it becomes a ride just as enjoyable as some of the best wuxia novels available. If you happen to read that far, and disagree, feel free to join our discord and call me an idiot for wasting your time, LMAO. I hope you guys stick it out to the end

On a certain day, Ye Zichen was dragged into a deities’ chat group. These deities liked to brag, and also liked to send red packets.Ever since then, Ye Zichen’s life has had unbelievable changes.The God of Fortune sent a red packet. I’m going snatch it! Wow, I got a large gold ingotTaibai Jinxing sent a red packet, I’m going to snatch it as well! Wow, I got a thousand years of cultivation.Super WeChat Red Envelope Group, with a swipe of my hands, I got them red packets.Stop messing around, I’m going to snatch red envelopes now!