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Lou Zheng

Devourer of Fates: My Sinful Tree Hungers

He was just a normal boy… Until one day, he woke up in a strange world— In front of a dark tree that whispered to his soul. From that moment, everything changed. Whenever he killed, the tree bore fruit. Each fruit gave him a gift—a memory, a power, a curse. He felt others’ pain. He inherited their skills. He consumed their emotions. And slowly… he stopped feeling anything at all. To hide his madness, he became a surgeon. A genius. A prodigy. A miracle doctor. But in the shadows of the internet, he was feared as: The Whitecoat Murderer. The Devil Who Cut Too Deep. Drugs, toxins, insects, acid—his research went beyond ethics and into pure horror. But the world caught up to him. Execution followed. Except… death was just the beginning. Now, reborn in a cruel cultivation world, he finds himself in the body of a discarded disciple of a demonic poison sect. No family. No allies. Just his Tree... and his hunger. In this world where Karma is Power, and Emotions are Weapons, Han Zheng will climb the ladder with blood-soaked hands, consuming sinners, saints, beasts, and monsters alike. He has no system. No cheat code. Only his Sinful Tree. And the terrifying mind of a man who stopped pretending to be human long ago. He heals. He cuts. He kills. And every death makes him stronger. Tags dark, cultivation, wuxia, demonic mc, evil mc, villain mc, twisted protagonist, yandere, gore, karma system, tree system, sinful system, blood magic, poison sect, dark fantasy, rebirth, reincarnation, modern to cultivation world, whitecoat murderer, surgeon mc, overpowered, slow growth, realistic mc, cold-blooded, brutal world, antihero, violent protagonist, psycho mc, detached mc, emotionless, twisted logic, pain-based power, sin-based power, ability devour, fruit system, corpse cultivation, memory absorption, dark system, psychopath, trauma-based growth, experiments, medical horror, body horror, dark alchemy, revenge, no romance, harem later, gradual harem, no system system, cultivation levels, spirit root, sect conflict, inner demons, cannibal power, trauma inheritance, soul fusion, karma tree, cursed cultivation, poison-based martial arts, blood-based cultivation, intelligence-based mc, no cheat, pure willpower, sacrifice power, pain resistance, guilt transformation, shadow sect, outer disciple, sect politics, elder schemes, toxic loyalty, rebellion arc, emotional suppression, transformation, animal experimentation, forbidden cultivation, heaven-defying path, dark rebirth, elite killing, organ harvesting, parasite experiments, venom path, mental breakdown, cold protagonist, unstable mc, heaven hater, rule breaker, secret organization, spiritual parasite, doctor killer, urban horror, fear-based cultivation, sect survival, solo mc, dark psychology, tree of sin, divine butcher, soul eater, weaponized emotions, anti-morality, no plot armor.
adinant · 2.9K Views

Menapak Kilau Giok (Revisi)

Setelah kematian orang tuanya dan pembatalan pertunangannya, Fan Changyu, yang memiliki kerabat yang ingin menghabiskan harta keluarganya, memutuskan untuk mengambil suami demi adik perempuannya yang berusia lima tahun. Dia memiliki sebuah pemikiran tentang pria yang telah dia selamatkan: pria itu penuh dengan luka dan tidak memiliki apa-apa, kecuali wajahnya. Keduanya dengan cepat menyetujui sebuah kesepakatan: dia akan merawat pria itu untuk menyembuhkan lukanya, dan pria itu akan berpura-pura menikah dengan keluarga itu untuk membantunya menjaga harta keluarganya. Setelah bisnis keluarga stabil, Fan Changyu hendak menulis surat cerai seperti yang dijanjikan, tapi tak disangka, pria itu masuk wajib militer selama perang dan tidak pernah terdengar kabarnya lagi. Ketika dia melihatnya lagi, dia terbaring di tenda tentara yang terluka, berlumuran darah. Wajahnya yang tampan masih sama tampannya seperti dulu, namun seragamnya compang-camping dan robek. Melihat betapa sulitnya dia menjadi tentara, mata Fan Changyu berkaca-kaca. “Jangan bergabung dengan tentara, pulanglah ke rumah. Aku akan membesarkanmu dengan menyembelih babi.” Mata pria itu kosong, dan dia terbatuk-batuk. “Bukankah kamu akan menceraikanku…” Mata Fan Changyu berkaca-kaca. “Tidak, aku tidak akan menceraikanmu!” [Teater Mini] Xie Zheng, Marquis Wu’an, menjadi terkenal di usia muda dan memiliki banyak prestasi militer. Dia diangkat menjadi marquis karena prestasi militernya saat dia masih berusia belasan tahun, dan tidak ada orang lain yang seperti dia di seluruh Dinasti Da Yin. Metode pemerintahan militernya bahkan dikenal sebagai metode yang ketat dan kejam. Baru-baru ini, para prajurit di tentara merasa bahwa Marquis mereka agak aneh. Alih-alih tinggal di tendanya sendiri, dia malah berdesakan di tenda kecil yang bobrok untuk orang-orang yang terluka. Dia memiliki lubang berdarah di tubuhnya, dan biasanya dia bisa bangun setelah dua atau tiga hari, tetapi kali ini dia telah terbaring selama sepuluh hari dan masih belum pulih. Penasihat militer yang tidak berguna, yang baru saja kembali dari mengunjungi orang sakit, mengeluarkan beberapa seruan terkejut. “Dengan seseorang yang mengusap-usap tubuhnya dan menyuapi obat saat dia terbaring, tentu saja dia akan membutuhkan waktu untuk pulih!” Sampai istri Marquis yang tidak mereka kenal, takut prianya yang sakit-sakitan akan mati di medan perang, secara diam-diam mengenakan seragam compang-camping seorang prajurit rendahan dan pergi berperang menggantikannya, Marquis yang “terluka parah”, yang telah terbaring di tempat tidur selama berhari-hari, bangkit dengan kaget dan dengan cepat mengenakan baju besinya dan memimpin pasukannya untuk melakukan pengejaran. Matahari terbenam seperti darah, dan angsa-angsa di langit menangis. Fan Changyu, yang telah memenggal kepala jenderal musuh dengan pisau penyembelih babi, melihat ke kejauhan ke arah pasukan sekutu yang mendekat, yang menendang awan debu kuning, dan merasa pingsan. Dia menarik prajurit itu ke samping dan bertanya, “Kenapa jenderalmu, yang mengenakan baju besi ringan berbahu qilin dan mengendarai kuda besar di depan, terlihat sedikit mirip dengan suamiku?” Prajurit: … Mungkinkah itu dia?
Hua_er800 · 6.9K Views

King Of Hearts [BL]

Hao Lou screwed up. Massively. One moment he was tossing a book to scare off some thieving celestial monkeys. The next? Boom. The most sacred artifact in the heavens—the Golden Book of Matrimony—was flying straight into the Mortal Realm's Doomswirl Portal. “NOOOO!!” he shrieked, sprinting to the edge of the spiral. “I’LL GIVE YOU MORE MELON SEEDS, JUST GIVE IT BACK!” The monkey? Unbothered. The book? Gone. Just like his job, his status, and possibly his immortal soul. Because if the Heavenly Emperor found out? Hao Lou was going to get demoted. Not just demoted-He was bound to be reborn as a chicken. Over. And over. And eaten every single time. “NO. I’m not getting deep-fried for this!” he shouted, stomping around the Eternal Spiral like a lunatic. So he did what any responsible, panic-stricken deity would do. He slapped a note on his front door: “CULTIVATING. DO NOT DISTURB. And with that, he jumped into the swirling cloud of doom. Now stuck in the modern world, he has to retrieve the scattered pieces of the Book of Matrimony before the heavens catch on—and he ends up on a dinner plate. But locating the divine artifact isn’t so easy... Until he meets a strange young man. One who, for some reason, can actually see the lost fragments. With this mysterious human’s help, Hao Lou begins piecing the book back together. Everything seems fine until— “Wait,” Hao Lou gasps one night. “What is this… why is this young man hugging me from behind?!” Now he’s asking the only place he knows for answers. “Asking this online: why is my friend/coworker trying to kiss me at night? Seeking answers…”
Lullabybao · 9.8K Views

Iron Veve's Kiss

***“Drakon—” “Say it again,” I growled, biting the lobe of her ear. Her real name for me, the one she’d whispered the night we'd spent together in New Orleans—not “Dragon,” but the Creole curse that meant storm-bringer. She gasped, her hips grinding against me. “Asshole—” I groaned, capturing her mouth once more. The kiss was a match to kerosene, igniting a fire that threatened to consume us both. Her hands fisted in my hair, lips parting with a gasp I swallowed whole, a taste of lemongrass and rebellion. She tasted like rage and every bad decision I’d ever craved—and Dios mío (My God), I was drowning in her. *** --- In the swamp-rotted heart of Alabama, Drucilla Drakes survives by two rules: stay silent, stay scarred, and never let Louise—her Bible-thumping, belt-wielding captor—catch her hoping for more. But when a schoolyard ambush leaves her bleeding under a stranger’s leather jacket, invisibility becomes a death sentence. Enter Dragon Morales, New Orleans’ most notorious runaway—a cartel prince turned outlaw mechanic with gasoline-stained knuckles and a bounty on his head. He doesn’t do heroics; he does survival. But when he finds Dru in a ditch, her back lashed raw and eyes blazing hellfire, he sees a mirror of his own damned soul. And he can’t look away. Their bond is a lit fuse. Dragon’s father—Colombia’s cartel kingpin—wants Dru dead. Louise, armed with voodoo rituals and the wrath of Marinette, the loa who feasts on chaos, wants her broken. The only allies? The Lou Nwa, a bayou biker gang trading in bullets and black magic, and Papa Legba, the crossroads spirit who offers Dru a deal: “Her soul or yours.” But the bayou’s traps are relentless: - Dragon’s father hunts his son with a price on his head. - Big Danni, Dru’s estranged uncle and Lou Nwa leader, demands loyalty as his gang fractures. - Marinette’s magic twists allies into puppets, their strings slick with swamp rot. And then there’s Dragon—hands that mend engines and break bones, lips that taste like whiskey and run. He swears he’s too ruined to love her. Dru knows she’s too shattered to let him. But in the swamp’s choking heat, where bullets sing and loas whisper, desire is a grenade neither one can dodge. As they blaze through the Deep South’s underbelly—cursed bayous, cartel blood feuds, and safehouses reeking of betrayal—they’ll face more than bullets. Dark magic seeps into old wounds. Family secrets unravel like nooses. And the line between protector and predator shatters. Dru doesn’t need saving. She needs fire. And Dragon? He’s got a lighter, a death wish, and a heart that won’t quit beating for her. **Warning:** This is not a fairytale. It’s bayou smoke and switchblade kisses, saints and sinners colliding where the road meets the ruin. Contains graphic violence, explosive passion, and a love story that burns hotter than a Molotov in a meth lab. Will they raze the South to ashes? Or become the sacrifice the crossroads demands?
HopeDoll777 · 10.5K Views

Married to the Demon King, she took the throne via infrastructure.

This is a translated Chinese novel. I am not the author, just translating for fun. Translator: Doyenro (Fan Translate) Author: Dream of Chang'an Yin Jixue transmigrated. After perishing alongside the Zombie King, she found herself in the fictional dynasty of Yin. Determined to secure a powerful backer, she, a princess, was forced to marry the Demon King. She had imagined the Demon King to be hideous—green-faced, fanged, and monstrous. Bracing herself for another fight to the death, she was utterly unprepared for what she saw. The moment she laid eyes on him, Yin Jixue shamelessly started drooling. There was just one problem—this mighty demon clan was dirt poor. No worries! With her infrastructure-building system in hand, she set a small goal: Step one—escape poverty. Step two—get rich! -------------------- Word spread that the newly arrived Queen planned to develop infrastructure in the demon realm, ensuring that every demon could make a living with their own hands. No one believed it. But later… Black Dragon City became the most sought-after place to live. Even those who once feared the demon race were now begging to move in! Standing amidst the dazzling lights of the bustling city streets, Yin Jixue gestured proudly. “Look, this is the prosperous era I promised you.” Lou Zhao wrapped an arm around his wife’s slender waist and sighed deeply— "Turns out… it’s pretty damn great." ----------------- * Contact me if a novel of the same is officially translated so that I can stop. Check out other translated novel *Rebirth of a Hollywood Socialite *THE LORD'S LADY FROM THE EAST
Doyenro · 106.8K Views
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