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I was summoned to a fantasy world by the Demon King because I was overflowing with negative energy. Demon King, “Oh, servant hiding dark powers, tel…

[No female lead + not invincible + easygoing + farming + mining + fishing + nothing more to add] Crossed over to a world of cultivation, awakened with Hea…

Bai Chen inherited the bloodline of his ancestor, becoming immortal. With just a simple gesture, everyone he pointed to became a powerful figure. Until on…

After thousands of years of development, humanity entered the interstellar era and joined the ranks of the Various Races. As technology failed to achieve …

Detecting the mother body…… 1. You can choose to consume 10 years of lifespan to enhance your offspring and nurture top-grade spirit roots. 2.…

Gong Wu has had a difficult life since childhood. Despite being relegated to sweeping the floors in her sect, she has been pampered by her Master and seni…

After cultivating for nearly five thousand years, Fang Yu still hadn’t broken through the Qi Condensation stage…

Ming He always believed she had entered a world of cultivation, only to discover she had stepped into the script of the unstoppable Dragon Hero (Long Aoti…

In a world that is extraordinary yet decayed, the power of individuals determines the order. Noble clans hold knowledge and monopolize resources, deepenin…

After attending the celebration party for his team, game text planner Lin Qingliu unexpectedly found himself in another world: Meteorite? What meteorite? …

“Young man, I heard you think life is lonely, and it’s about to rot. You don’t know the meaning of life? Perfect! I have an electronic c…

Forged in a primeval crucible, shaped by forbidden smithing techniques, and imbued with the essence of his soul—a mythic weapon came into being. Once celebrated as Earth’s youngest prodigy in weapon forging, his life met a violent end… only for him to open his eyes in a world ruled not by machines or intellect, but by pure, unrelenting martial might. In his possession? The Nine Yang Furnace—an ancient relic pulsing with power—and a long-lost manuscript containing the knowledge to craft divine-tier armaments. With each battle fought and each blade forged, his name rose like wildfire through countless sects and majestic cities where power determined worth. He shattered limits, overturned the rules of cultivation, and left legends in his wake. No longer merely a blacksmith—he became a force of nature. A tempest of steel and flame, destined to reshape the heavens themselves.

This is a story about developing a sect, this is a warm and joyful home. Not only we have a funny Patriarch, there are also a group of weird disciples with very different personalities. Come on, youngsters. Join our sect and together we will let your dreams fly!

Reborn into a world of cultivation, Han Muye possessed unparalleled comprehension abilities. He found himself in a prestigious sword sect, not as a warrior, but as the caretaker of the Sword Pavilion, a sacred hall housing over 100,000 legendary blades. His duty? To maintain and clean them all. But with every sword he touched, he absorbed fragments of their former wielders’ mastery. When he polished the Qinghe Sword, a wisp of Sword Qi flowed into him. From the Ziyan Sword, he grasped the ferocious Burning Plain Sword Art and its fiery essence. The Shanyue Sword revealed to him the Mountain Sword Technique, left behind by the great Master Boulder. Decades passed. Sixty years within the Pavilion refined Han Muye’s swordsmanship to unfathomable levels. A young disciple once sought a weapon and left with newfound wisdom. A demonic clan’s sacred maiden tried to steal a blade but departed in silent awe. A wandering swordsman came to challenge Han Muye—only to leave with his sword shattered and his mind enlightened. Then came the celestial invasion. Gods descended upon the mortal world. The disciple had risen to a peerless Sword Deity, standing as the world’s shield. The sacred maiden, now the Demonic Clan Leader, rallied her forces against the divine. The defeated swordsman had honed his skills, his Sword Qi piercing the heavens. As celestial forces loomed overhead, Han Muye finally stepped out of the Sword Pavilion. Behind him, 100,000 swords resonated, their wills bending to his command. His Sword Qi surged across 30,000 miles, shattering the boundary between realms. With an unwavering gaze, he declared: “I am Han Muye. If the gods wish to tread upon this land, let them first face my blade.”