Jiang Wan atravessou o mundo da imortalidade e se tornou a grande antagonista, a mulher secundária, e o sistema de limpeza branca chegou cinco séculos antes. 【Você tem quinhentos anos e é o demônio que destruiu os três reinos.】 Enquanto Jiang Wan brincava com lama: ... Eu tenho três anos e meio. 【Primeira tarefa de limpeza branca: Reviver do rio do tempo e do espaço o Venerável Imortal Liúhuǒ que foi morto por você, para que ele te aceite novamente.】【Dificuldade da tarefa: infinitamente alta.】 Jiang Wan olha para o pequeno jovem mestre de cinco anos que está diante dela segurando um cabo de gelo de açúcar. “Mestre-irmão!” O pequeno Liúhuǒ de cinco anos, “Irmã dá cabo de gelo de açúcar para você” Jiang Wan: ... “Obrigado, mestre-irmão!” 【Recompensa da tarefa completa: Raiz Espiritual do Trovão Caótico.】 Jiang Wan inspeciona internamente e vê que realmente ganhou uma raiz espiritual do trovão. Como a recompensa realmente chegou, então ... 【Você deve massacrar toda a raça Xuanwu, por favor, percorra todos os mundos encontrar o sangue da raça Xuanwu.】【Dificuldade da tarefa: infinitamente alta】 Jiang Wan tira o ovo que acabou de cozinhar, e põe um pouco de sangue para reconhecê-lo como dono. 【Você encontra, entre os mundos infinitos e os bilhões de seres vivos, apenas o último resto de sangue da raça Xuanwu, certamente passou por mil peripécias. Agora conclui o contrato espiritual com o deus antigo Xuanwu, tarefa completa, recompensa: Intenção da Espada da Grande Via.】 Jiang Wan: "Shh, não fala, é só comer, que cultivador não tem uma gua.".

When Lu Fei awoke, he was stunned to find two monsters by his side—one with the head of a bird, the other with the head of a pig, and one of them even carried a gourd on his back. Instinctively, he looked down at himself, only to discover that he was covered in white fur... PS: This is the tale of a little demon, who, with a stat-adding panel, embarks on a journey of farming and self-growth. PS: Journey to the West.

An unremarkable youth, caught in the midst of an ancient catastrophe that arises but once in tens of thousands of years, finds himself swept into a grand era of strife and contention. Amidst the upheaval, sovereign bloodlines emerge, gathering heroes and prodigies from every corner. In these turbulent times, beauties are as resplendent as paintings, and heroes are celebrated in song. Yet, who among them is truly destined to rise in answer to this calamity?.

In the twentieth year of Zhaoning, Pei Xiunian finally awaited the fateful chance to ascend in the world. On that day, he killed the third prince of the Great Zhou and took his place. "Speak—who did you meet with last night?" The Empress Dowager sneered, flinging out several portraits. Each depicted a different figure: a fox spirit from Qingqiu, a swordsman in white, a Daoist Grandmaster in ceremonial robes. Pei Xiunian gritted his teeth and swore, "Heaven and earth can witness, I went nowhere!" "You refuse to confess? Guards, lock the doors!".

Synopsis of The Immortal Bandit: A gifted scholar from Peking University, he found his path to civil service blocked and turned to butchering pigs to make a living. One day, amidst a brutal forced demolition, he witnessed his mother being struck down. Enraged, he rammed into the perpetrators, and in the ensuing chaos, he was declared an escaped fugitive. His soul wandered the void until he encountered a mysterious dog named Nightmar, with whom he formed a sibling bond. Hunted by the lingering spirit of the primordial Chiyou, he was reborn atop Mount Sumeru as the Son of Heaven. Thus began his legendary journey—a life unbowed by fate, daring to defy heaven and earth, waging war across the myriad realms. Again and again, he faced death and survived. Again and again, he ascended to new heights. Time after time, he navigated treacherous intrigues. With every step, love and hate, gratitude and vengeance, hope and despair interwove into his fate. Bandit? If mortals displease me, I kill mortals. If immortals vex me, I slaughter immortals. If gods wrong me, I will cut them down all the same! Curse the neighbors to the east, curse the neighbors to the west—such is my way. I am Bandit!.

In my previous life, I was a master thief; in this life, I am the god of theft. Spirit stones, elixirs, cultivation techniques—if they can be stolen, I'll steal them. Magical treasures, money, beauties—well, beauties... that might be a bit tricky to steal... Should I steal them or not? Waiting online for advice!.