仙侠修真 Novels

A pink lotus spirit, obsessed with turning white, finds his mountain god benefactor—the one who enlightened him—online. He moves to the god's mountain, bathes in his sacred waters, farms to support their household, and tends to his vegetative (closed-off) benefactor while gathering his scattered souls across worlds to revive him. Along the way, he might just get pregnant with a few lotus babies (not hundreds, though). Lian Nianchu: **"[Help] I want to repay the deity who once enlightened me, but I’ve changed colors and worry he won’t recognize me. How do I become a pure white lotus again? Urgent, online waiting!"** Yue Qingfeng: **"[Help] I mentored a young cultivator seeking to repay a kindness on the forum, only to realize I might be the one he’s looking for. I’m not the type to exploit a debt—how do I reveal my identity properly? Urgent, online waiting!"**

Xiang Chongjing, with a radiant appearance and a sword that astonished the nine provinces, once risked his life in a secret realm to save a nest of ungrateful wretches, sealing away a vicious dragon. Yet he was falsely accused, his reputation ruined, his cultivation shattered, left to wither in a coffin within the realm. Sixty years later, the realm reopened. Finally free, Xiang Chongjing excitedly pushed open the coffin lid!!! The very same ingrates, now powerful figures, stood outside the coffin, gazing at him with anguish and regret. Xiang Chongjing: "..." "My apologies, farewell." Slowly, he closed the coffin lid again. The mighty figures: "..." Unbeknownst to him, the truth of sixty years ago had come to light—his innocence was proven. *** Xiang Chongjing had sealed the dragon within his own spirit. The dragon, fierce and untamed, sneered, "If I ever break free, I’ll devour you in one bite." Unfazed, Xiang Chongjing taunted, "If you escape, I’ll leap into your jaws myself as a snack." Then one day—karma struck. The dragon shattered the seal and regained its freedom. Xiang Chongjing: "..." #Xiang-The_Snack#

The Divine Dragon clan is born powerful, the leader of the demon gods, even the Heavenly Emperor holds them in awe. In the three realms, they can almost swagger about with their tails. The great Dao has fifty, and heaven derives forty-nine, leaving mortal one thread. The powerful dragon clan has a fatal flaw: difficulty in procreation. The dragon clan's difficulty in procreation is so severe that there has been no new dragon cub born for nearly ten thousand years, every time they see the cubs of other clans, they drool with envy, wishing they could steal them home. Until one day, they found a dragon egg, and it was one about to hatch! Through the dragon clan's only new cub in thousands of years, on the day of hatching, peak debut!Dragon cub: Today is another day when the dragon bigwigs are fighting over who gets to feed me╮(╯▽╰)╭Dragon clan characteristics: strong, domineering, willful, and very protective of their cubs! Protective of their cubs! Protective of their cubs! Important things must be said three times!

He transmigrated into *Devouring Heaven Sword Demon* and became the big boss—Lord of Bixiao City! Having already imprisoned the male lead, Long Aotian (whose family was annihilated), and tortured him for three years. Not to mention plotting against the pretty-but-ruthless white lotus second male lead. Him: *"Help me up... I can still fight!"* From today onward, he resolved to be gentle and kind. Cherish the male lead, guide him, help him uncover the truth behind his family's massacre. But why does the male lead’s gaze grow stranger by the day? Everyone assumes he’s pining for the solitary sword god of Lone Swan Manor. Oh, and said devastatingly handsome sword god might be the male lead’s nemesis. Male lead, through gritted teeth: *"What exactly is your relationship with that man?!"* Him: *"...It's not like that, I swear!"* For the mission, he endures endless blame and meets a wrongful death—only to return to the real world. Sleeping in, sipping coffee, toast with eggs—bliss. Then the original city lord (now a CEO) sits across from him, deadpan: *"Pass the sugar, thanks."* Him: *"...System, what’s this domineering CEO's deal?"* The guilty system: *"Forget that—you better check on the novel."* ...Three months in reality, but ten years passed in the book?! And since when did his sweet Long Aotian turn into... *this*?! Long Aotian, smirking: *"Heh."*

Upper Couplet: The young "Little Sun" dies and returns ten years later as the Great Demon King, seeking vengeance. Lower Couplet: His childhood sweetheart, the widower, tends his grave for a decade only to find the white moonlight now black. Horizontal Scroll: Wife and child alive, revenge plot foiled. The good youth Wei Zhao plunges into the Profound Ice Abyss only to discover he is but a character in a book. Spoilers reveal his happy life is an illusion—fated to become the Demon King, only to be slain as a mere EXP boost for the protagonist. The blackened young man, Gui Zhao, claws his way back from the abyss—his face unrecognizable, his nature twisted, his heart set on vengeance. Especially when he finds his childhood sweetheart already has a daughter who can fetch soy sauce. Then he realizes… that's *his* daughter too. The bewildered blackened boss: …Huh???

Also known as: #Has Xi Yue Bragged Today# —————— [1] In his past life, Xi Yue lived in an era of dwindling spiritual energy, battling the heavens for three thousand years yet failing to attain immortality. In this life, he inexplicably transmigrates into a cultivation novel where spiritual energy is abundant—even pigs can cultivate here. Xi Yue is thrilled. The only problem? This is a scum-gong novel, and Xi Yue is the pitiful, love-struck shou. The scum-gong sends him flirtatious glances. Xi Yue: "Thanks, but I cultivate the Path of Emotionless Severity." The scum-gong exchanges longing looks with a sweet, innocent character. Xi Yue: "Bro, when’s the wedding?" The scum-gong tries to force himself on Xi Yue. Xi Yue: "One sword strike, two halves." Scum-gong, deceased. The Sword Sect’s top disciple / the Dao Lord of the Immortal Sect / the Demon Emperor’s eyes gleam: "Is this my chance?" Xi Yue scoffs: "The sword must remain free of emotion. Men only slow down my blade." [2] "Knowing your immortal bones feel neither heat nor cold, a thousand years apart is but a morning and evening." (By Su Shi) This is a story of reunion and ascension.

Chen Xuzhi knew he had transmigrated into the role of the main villain in a certain novel. Instead of cozying up to the protagonist during their weak phase, he tirelessly tried to trample them underfoot. But the more he trampled… huh? Something felt off. Jian Cheng was reborn. In his previous life, he had a harem of concubines and countless beauties, along with a horde of loyal followers. After slaying the Eastern Sun Demon Emperor, he became the continent’s most powerful cultivator. …only to die from poisoning at the hands of his own women. Reborn, he vowed to purify his desires and cultivate a tranquil mind—yet upon entering the immortal sect, why was he, who should’ve been an outer disciple, instead made… a servant? His gaze fell on Chen Xuzhi, the sect’s current senior brother and future Eastern Sun Demon Emperor. …Something seemed wrong.

Chi Yu has transmigrated. She becomes the once-glorious daughter of the White City's lord, now the male protagonist's cast-off wife, a frail and cunning little schemer. She has a history of heinous acts such as poisoning the female lead, assassinating the antagonist's beloved, and humiliating the physically imperfect, sickly antagonistic great demon king, among other shocking deeds. In this hellish starting situation, the first task issued by the accompanying system is: —— Save the world. Chi Yu solemnly declares: 'It seems my destiny is to be a savior. The road ahead is long and has no end; I shall search high and low!' Just over ten minutes after her oath, her skull was crushed by the great demon king... Chi Yu: '???' Are you kidding me? Is this difficult level even worth playing? Is this a useless system just daydreaming! 'I'm dead, the story ends with a shower of flowers.' System: 'No, you can be resurrected infinitely until you complete the mission to save the world.' ... Half a month later. Chi Yu meets the great demon king again and is pierced through the chest by his sword. Another two months pass. She is held in the great demon king's arms, used as a human shield. Chi Yu: '... (inexpressible frustration).' Five years later. Chi Yu, enduring humiliation and with a strong will despite her physical disabilities, successfully revives the love line of the original male and female leads, inspiring them to suppress the great demon king and save the world. She leaves quietly, hiding her name and deeds, and 'dies' in the great battle... However, her 'death' leads to a total collapse. The great demon king goes berserk, slaughtering everyone. System: '... I don't know what went wrong either, shall we try again?' Chi Yu: '#@$% System, you don't have a mother.' PS: Despite the brutal description, this story is 1v1, with a main sweet and pampering love line, and the plot is satisfyingly silly (with some special settings that may be a bit harsh on the female lead's body). The male lead has no 'white moonlight' (a metaphor for an unattainable love interest), only loves causing trouble in the first life, and only likes Chi Yu in the second life."

Xi Jianglan, the top spoiled brat in the Thirteen Prefectures, was pampered and overindulgent, offending countless powerful figures yet remaining unscathed under his family’s protection—until the day his entire clan was slaughtered. The sole survivor, Xi Jianglan lost all cultivation and became a sickly invalid who coughed up blood every few steps. *** With his downfall, old enemies gleefully piled on, eager for revenge. —Through sheer trickery and feigned madness, Xi Jianglan managed to hide his identity and survive. But when a certain powerful figure (whose grudge he’d long forgotten) held a blade to his throat, Xi Jianglan improvised on the spot: “Sheng Jiao is head-over-heels for me! He’s peerless in cultivation, the strongest in the Thirteen Prefectures! Harm me, and you’ll regret it.” Sheng Jiao: “…” Withdrawing his sword, Sheng Jiao remarked coolly, “Oh?”

Lin Yuzhu, with his dazzling first-place finish in the Sword Dao competition, joins the foremost sword sect in the cultivation world—Kunlun Sword Sect. In his second year at Kunlun Sword Sect... A high priest from the distant Divine Capital presses his head down, forcibly compelling him to switch to the Medical Dao. Not only that, but he also strong-arms him into binding with the Divine Temple's supreme sacred artifact. And then... The artifact's resident elder spirit, the Qing Emperor who revives the withered... Forces him to cross into neighboring worlds every night to practice medicine, save lives, and incidentally, save the world. Lin Yuzhu, "..." Heaven knows, he’s a sword cultivator who only knows how to kill—not heal!

**Summary One:** Someone once asked Luo Jiujiang: "Your soulmate’s bloodline is mysterious beyond words, your master is the destined bearer of the spirit snake. Even your friends are descendants of ancient gluttons, grandsons of ancestral beings, or possessors of yin-yang duality... Are you the chosen one of fate?" Luo Jiujiang laughed: "Not at all. I'm just an ordinary man." **Summary Two:** On the long path to immortality, Luo Jiujiang cut through thorns and shattered the moon, forged deep bonds, and ascended as the God of Blades. *"I am the carefree wanderer of Qingdu, favored by heaven with untamed joy."* Shen Yuan: "Who could match Luo Jiujiang—a life half spent in laughter, an eternity lived wildly?" You Su: "All the world’s pleasures found in wine—yet Brother Luo drinks them dry!" As rumors say in the cultivation world: "To hear Luo Jiujiang’s name is to yearn, to meet him is to revere, and to spend three to five months by his side is to be intoxicated for a lifetime."

Foolish He, burdened with a grand mission, transmigrates into the world of cultivators. After picking up a broken jade slip, he inexplicably gains a fiancé? His fiancé is absurdly wealthy and insane—but he already has his master! How can he explain to his master that he must seduce—ah, no!—befriend five supreme single-element cultivators to help him save Earth? Master, please believe him: This is all to save his homeland—for real!

Xue Huai devoted his life to Yun Cuo— Running away from home for him, wielding a blade for him, dying on the battlefield for him, only to be branded “incompetent” in the end. After death, his ashes were kept by Yun Cuo’s bedside, occasionally tended to. Upon hearing this, Xue Huai was so furious he became a lingering ghost, ready to haunt Yun Cuo’s bedchamber. Yet what he saw was the cold, arrogant Emperor trembling and sobbing over his ashes. Before he could make sense of it, he suddenly found himself reborn. He thought: *Seems a bit tragic. This life, I’ll stay far away from him.* The Xue family’s cherished and obedient youngest son changed overnight—obeying his family’s wishes, he fled to a distant land to cultivate. But on that early spring day of training, the very person he sought to avoid suddenly cornered him under a pear tree: “They say you excel in studies. Could you help me with my master’s assignments?” The sharp-edged youth smiled at him—awkward, earnest, and trying too hard. * Will it snow tonight, or will it not? Of idle dreams, yet none of you.*

Well-known pet blogger Chen Xi is bound to a live-streaming system and unexpectedly ascends to the immortal realm, becoming the only mortal in the entire celestial world. The system warns: insufficient popularity—imminent elimination. Immortals revere strength; without power, one is but an ant. Yet, in this realm, divine beasts reign supreme, and pet caregivers abound—ironically becoming Chen Xi's greatest lifeline. Live-streaming sacred beast care, creating viral gourmet delights—from a lowly mortal doomed to perish within a week to the Six Realms' most celebrated divine beast gourmet breeder. So what if you wield three thousand divine arts and supreme authority? True dominion means winning over feline hearts and stomachs—only then will the Six Realms bow at your feet.

When Jiang Tang woke up, he was starving. Hearing the sound of trampled grass nearby, he mustered all his strength to roll over, blocking someone's path. Clad in black, carrying a sword, drenched in blood. His eyes seemed to conceal endless sword light, but Jiang Tang didn’t notice, hugging the man’s leg tightly with his front paws. "Let go," the man said coldly, attempting to leave. The soft, white fluffball clung to him, tiny milk teeth gripping the hem of his robe, eyes brimming with tears: "Wuu." · Jiang Tang later realized he had transmigrated into a novel—and had stopped Fu Sheng, the bloodthirsty villain. In the story, Fu Sheng slaughtered countless immortals, destroyed sects, and was a merciless, supremely powerful figure. As for him? He was the most coveted auspicious beast in the story, a supreme tonic for cultivation. Terrified for his life, Jiang Tang kept his identity hidden, clung to Fu Sheng’s leg, acted cute, and even slept in his arms at night—hoping that once he was fully "tamed," the iron-hearted man might spare his life. QAQ Until one day, Jiang Tang writhed in pain, burrowing into Fu Sheng’s embrace, whimpering and crying all night before passing out. When he woke up, he met Fu Sheng’s deep gaze and weakly raised an arm— Wait, an arm? Where were his paws?! **Cool, ruthless, psychologically flawed top × Lazy, mooching, mascot bottom.**

1. If a waste is reborn, can they become new again? Pei Yunshu still thinks of himself as worthless—he’s just smarter now, no longer yearning for what he can never have. He watches calmly as his master picks up the junior disciple who will later be doted on by the entire sect. He waits calmly for everyone to lose their minds over the new junior brother. He no longer wants to compete with his junior brother, nor does he crave being the most beloved in the sect again. If his master and senior brothers treat him well, he’ll remember to repay each favor—so he won’t end up like in his past life, branded an ungrateful wretch with every word they hurl at him. 2. He used to reek of worldly attachments. But now, after being reborn, even a trace of that is almost gone. Worried about Pei Yunshu, his senior brothers and the new junior brother finally drag him down the mountain for a drink. After two bowls of strong liquor, Pei Yunshu’s eyes are slightly red, his cheeks flushed, and a single round, glistening tear slips silently into the wine bowl. A breathtaking sight of silent weeping. 3. From that day on, the entire sect starts acting strange.

Helan Xi is cheerful and lively by nature, but due to his constitution, he is forced to study the Path of Emotionless. The practitioners of this path are cold and silent, choosing their words sparingly. To fit in, Helan Xi has no choice but to suppress his true self and painfully feign aloofness. One day, however, Helan Xi accidentally… sleeps with his classmate, Song Xun. Upon waking, Helan Xi instantly loses his mind: *"I guess this damned path just isn’t for me anymore! Ahaha, life—life is full of surprises and unexpected twists!! And what’s with that look? Oh, you must be thinking I'm insane. That’s right, I’m insane! How shallow, how ignorant, how childish of me! Bet you didn’t expect this, Song Xun—you slept with a lunatic!!!"* Song Xun, who had always assumed Helan Xi was as reserved as himself: *"...Calm down."* Fortunately, their Path of Emotionless remains intact—proof that sleeping together doesn’t equate to affection. Once he finishes his meltdown, Helan Xi coldly approaches Song Xun: *"About me being a lunatic… could you keep it a secret?"* Song Xun: *"..."* ~ The consequence of two Emotionless practitioners breaking the rules to date: violent winds with every kiss, thunderstorms with every bed session. Mortified, Helan Xi wails: *"Please, save me! The whole sect knows when we kiss! I can't keep liking you this much… Alright—I hate people who snore in bed. How about you fake some snores when we sleep together tonight?"* Song Xun: *"."*

I'm Gu Baiyi, nice to meet you.

After struggling for ten years in the apocalypse, Jing Xiaoqi died, only to be reborn unexpectedly into another world—into the body of a scumbag with a third gender as a demi-human. With vast farmland at home, but squandered completely by the original owner; A beautiful, delicate wife, yet treated as a monster; A cheap child, but a timid little stutterer; Alone in her past life, she now has ready-made companions—this time, she’s determined to live well. But first and foremost, she must fill her empty stomach...

Wen Zhao accidentally transmigrates into the antagonist demon lord Wen Fengming from a xianxia novel he read. In the original story, the demon lord was utterly wicked—after losing control of his cultivation, he betrayed his master, slaughtered immortal sects, crippled his sect leader’s legs, half-destroyed his junior brother’s cultivation, and even personally gouged out the core of the sect’s guardian beast, plunging the immortal realm into chaos. Ultimately, he was annihilated by a united alliance, his ashes scattered to the wind. Wen Zhao: "...I think I can still be saved." Just as he prepares to fight back, he realizes—none of these events have happened yet. He’s transmigrated to the very night his demonic qi runs rampant. His exhausted junior brother clings to his sleeve, tears in his eyes. The proud guardian beast, drained of power from suppressing his demonic energy, shrinks to palm-sized and collapses into his arms. And his longed-for master, having taken a fatal strike meant for others, stands bloodied yet unwavering, reaching out: "*Wretched disciple, come here.*" The cultivation world whispers that Wen Fengming has succumbed to demonic qi. Yet he ascends—not as a tyrant, but as the sect’s beloved. …And gets grounded.