Herb Minions

A daily cultivation journal of a rogue cultivator from Wulong Mountain, recording the bits and pieces of his cultivation journey... They say a woman fears marrying the wrong man, a man fears choosing the wrong path. Starting out as the lowest-tier rogue cultivator from the infamous Wulong Mountain, Liu Xiaolou could only resign himself to fate. In a world ruled by prestigious sects, he struggles bitterly just to scrape by, toiling endlessly for a single spirit stone, a single pill, a single magical item, a single spirit herb. The daily grind of life, the bittersweet trials of cultivation—these are things only the person going through them can truly understand. Yet through it all, one thing remains unchanged: a heart devoted to the pursuit of immortality. .... 7 chaps/week. Full credit to OG author, Eight-Treasure Rice. You can support me and read additional chapters on pat reon/3ZTEE

A slow-burn slice-of-life LitRPG with alchemy, reluctant heroism, and one overly enthusiastic pugilist. Aiden Hallowcreek wanted a quiet life—tucked away on a mountainside with nothing but bubbling potions, rare herbs, and his tiny water spirit Misty for company. Sure, his alchemy class isn’t flashy, and leveling up takes forever, but it’s peaceful. Predictable.  Dull. Then Jax, a fullblood wolf beastman martial artist with a love of booze and the subtlety of a landslide, crashes into his life looking for a guide—and maybe a friend. Now Aiden’s quiet routine is upended by fire ghosts, forgotten shrines, cryptic magic circles, and a creeping sense that maybe, just maybe, he was meant for more than backroom brewing. With a reluctant heart, a bag full of potions that may not even be enough, and a party forming whether he likes it or not, Aiden is about to learn that adventure doesn’t always come with a warning label—and neither does friendship. Perfect for fans of cozy fantasy, quirky party dynamics, and underdogs who'd rather nap than fight—until they don’t.

"Ding, the host has opened the invincible realm! As long as the host is here, you will be invincible in the realm!" As a dead person, Huan Changge traveled through the fantasy world and encountered countless monsters and ghosts from the outside world. Huan Changge decided not to leave his invincible realm before becoming an immortal. I am bored in the realm so I train few good disciples, and accidentally cultivated them into masters of the cultivation world, turning the world upside down. Godly Scriptures I wrote casually, has become the most powerful practice in the heavens, and immortals, Buddhas, gods, and demons are desperately fighting for their lives. Plant a few fields, and there are immortality herbs everywhere, and if you eat one plant, you will become an immortal. The world is crazy because of me. Those who step into my invincible realm with bad intentions, I just wants to say: "Kneel down and sing to be conquered by the master." Cause I am Invincible.

They think she’s a myth. A prize to claim. A body to breed. “Cute. Let them try.” Living among humans as “Astrid”, selling potions and pawning herbs to keep her ailing father alive, Rhiannon Astrid Vale has mastered the art of survival—hiding her claws, her scent, and the dangerous secret nestled in her blood.  She’s not just a werewolf. She’s alpha-born. And worse? She can hear every filthy, possessive, broken thought a wolf dares to have about her. When a hunt for rare herbs spirals into a nightmare, Rhiannon is captured and dragged into the brutal world of werewolf politics on an auction block. Sold to the infamous Bloodfang Pack—a council of five rival alpha brothers barely held together by blood and violence—she becomes the most valuable prize in existence. To them, she’s a rare, breedable, power incarnate. To her? They’re five obsessions waiting to be unravelled. Because Rhiannon isn’t just rare—she’s the living legacy of the she-wolf who cursed their kind two centuries ago. Her blood holds the key to saving or dooming every last one of them. And whether the curse breaks or burns depends on one thing: Who she chooses. Trapped between dominance and desire, with five alphas clawing for her body and her loyalty, Rhiannon doesn’t beg. She seduces. She manipulates. She makes them burn for her until they’re ready to tear each other—and the world—apart. But as passion twists into something terrifyingly close to love, and every kiss threatens to unravel her defences, Rhiannon faces a brutal choice: Burn the pack from within to save herself... Or let herself be devoured by five alphas who would bleed the moon dry just to keep her. She came in chains. She might just leave crowned in blood.

(1v1, pure and sweet) Xiliang's Prince Residence. With a tiger-like energy and at just 5 years old, Little Prince Xiao Moxi saw his mother dash off to the fields again, and his steamed bun-like face scrunched up in frustration. Looking grievously at his father beside him, he complained with an air of worldly wisdom, "Father, how did you fall for my mother, who likes to run off all the time?" Xiao Yeyang gave his precociously mature son a sidelong glance, then pretended to ponder the question. Indeed, why had he fallen for that woman? After a long silence... "Who knows? Maybe I got my head caught in a door!" Sharing a look of mutual commiseration, father and son let out a helpless sigh in unison. What do you do when you're stuck with a woman who's never at home? There's only one thing to do with your own Princess Consort (mother)—spoil her, of course! … Transported to ancient times with a space filled with rice flowers, all she wanted was to quietly live out her life in the fields. Unexpectedly, with a father who was a county magistrate, she was forced to leave the countryside for the city! Life in the city was bustling with activities, and in order to have a say at home, she bought estates, grew flowers and medicinal herbs, and developed high-yield, high-quality grain varieties. Remarkably, she helped her father, who had been a county magistrate for nine years, to rise step by step, bringing the lowborn Yan Family into Beijing's elite circles! This is a story of a noble daughter from a humble family aiding her clan to thrive and prosper, and a sweet love story of mutual success and growing together! Male lead: In front of others, he is the prideful Little Prince, the domineering Prince of Xiliang. In front of the female lead, he is a soft and tender-hearted man. Female lead: Clearheaded in all matters, warm-hearted and self-reliant!

After 6,000 years of development by the immortal sect on Planet Earth, all of the leyline spiritual energy was controlled by the country. They only released enough spiritual energy for the cultivators to breathe. If a cultivator wanted to use the spiritual energy to train themselves, they would have to pay the immortal sect for that. Chen Mobai was a senior high school student at the Fifth High School of the Immortal Sect. He was studying for his entrance exam at the colleges of the immortal sect. His biggest dream was to achieve the Foundation Establishment Realm until he was transmigrated to a cultivation world. “There’s no one here despite how dense the spiritual energy is?” “Wait! Isn’t this the legendary spiritual herb? Are these not extinct here?” “Huh? Is this the method to extract one’s Spiritual Root? Also, isn’t this a divine technique?” “What a powerful cultivator! Please accept me as your disciple!” As his life in the cultivation world continued, his dream changed.

He is skilled in medicine, using herbs to produce immediate effects with just one needle; in martial arts, his punches and kicks are fierce and invincible; in wealth, his worth is unparalleled at a hundred billion. Extremely proud! A young master from the ancient martial continent, he unexpectedly transits into the body of a useless person in a noble family, nearly losing his life! How does he turn danger into safety, master the city, and cultivate to reach the pinnacle, dominating both worlds?

[There's already a grand, high-quality complete series of 6,000 chapters for you to read with confidence.] Choice is greater than effort! Martial masters fight bloodily over terrestrial treasures, yet the deep-water sacred herbs remain unclaimed. Having crossed over into a fisherman, Liang Qu obtained the Water Ze Cauldron, refined the Water Monkey's innate abilities, commanded Water Beasts, reaped benefits all along the way, and stepped onto the peak. [Water Monkey]→[Ze Rong]→[Water King Ape]→[Lord of Huai Whirlpools]! From then on, I ruled over the expansive Ze waves! ............ On the shore, people knelt in prayer, offering sacrifices. "May the Water Deity bless us..." Damn, could you stop sacrificing maidens to me? I'm really not a Water Deity!

[WPC JULY 2025 ENTRY] The Witch’s Heart and The Mortal’s Light A Pride Month Fantasy Epic In a world where magic divides and power isolates, one cursed forest hides a legend — and one ordinary girl dares to walk straight into it. Elara Wynn never asked for prophecy. All she wanted was a cure for her dying sister. But when she crosses into the Dreadwood Expanse, she finds more than herbs and hexes… She finds her — Morgwyn of Vel Ashen, the immortal witch feared across empires. A woman shrouded in shadows, wielding curses like breath, and carrying a past soaked in blood. Everyone says Morgwyn is a monster. Elara sees something else: sorrow, silence... a soul aching to be known. Bound by reluctant alliance and unwelcome fate, the two are thrust into a spiraling conflict of forgotten gods, fractured empires, and forbidden magic. As war brews and old scars split open, love flickers in the darkest of places — where redemption seems impossible, and trust is a spell few dare to cast. But the world is watching. And power, once awakened, refuses to sleep. Let them fear the witch. Let them doubt the mortal. Together, they will burn the script — and write a new myth in starlight. (>This book is dedicated to senior Machiavelli)

She smells like everything they could want... ...and everything they’re forbidden to want at the same time. In a university known for its wild parties and secrets, a girl who reeks of an herb no one can quite identify and a masked innocence appears. And three 'vampire' brothers find themselves torn between hunger, desire, guilt, and something dangerously close to love. Toph, the eldest, knows better than to get involved. After all, he's spent lifetimes suppressing his desire for virgin blood. But something about her scent stirs his insides, including memories of a curse they’ve spent centuries avoiding. As forbidden bonds form and supernatural instincts fracture, desire becomes a risk neither of the brothers can afford. Because some hungers were never meant to be satisfied. And while they struggle to resist her, the Gold Coast begins to unravel. Six people have gone missing, their bodies later found ritualistically posed in the hinterland. Whispers of a growing occult presence are surfacing, hinting that the brothers’ past may be clawing its way back into the present. What if their past isn’t behind them? What if she’s the key to it all?

Plotted against by his own father Zhen Sihao has a car accident on a treacherous curve of the highway. That caused him to crash into Chen Emmi's life in a twist of fate. His sudden appearance on this cold Autumn night disrupts both their lives. This is a story of a cold and powerful CEO finding love with a sweet girl who grows medicinal herbs.

Emily Smith, a 22-year-old history student from a university in Los Angeles, accidentally travels back to 13th-century England. She unknowingly enters a strange "Fate Correction System" and is sent into an ancient legend as the female lead. According to the system, the original owner of this world shares the same name as Emily. She was an unloved noblewoman, and according to fate, she was supposed to have a one-night affair with the most powerful Duke of England, Edmund de Montfort, on a full moon night. This led to an unexpected pregnancy and her expulsion from her family. Five years later, she was to return with her genius son, going through some struggles before reconciling with the Duke, eventually being treated like a queen. However, due to a system malfunction, the original owner learned about her fate in advance and deliberately avoided the Duke, disrupting the balance of the world. Therefore, Emily was tasked with fixing this. The system arranged for Emily to be sent to the night when she was supposed to meet the Duke — after a grand castle banquet. According to the plan, she would mistakenly enter the wrong room after drinking wine laced with aphrodisiac herbs. An hour later, as the system watched Emily lying on the bed, flushed with color, it asked, "Host, when will you carry out your mission?" Emily replied slowly, "Wait, let me first get used to the clothes of this era... This corset is killing me." Five hours later, the system, seeing Emily finally get up, urged, "Host, it’s not too late! The Duke is in the tower next door, his door isn’t locked because of a broken lock. You need to go now!" Emily casually pushed open the door next door, and found herself face to face with Edmund de Montfort, the Duke, who was handling estate matters under candlelight. The system was excited: "Go for it, Host!" Edmund furrowed his brow, coldly saying, "Who are you? How dare you break into my private chamber?" Emily looked at the plate of delicate honey cakes on his desk and couldn’t help but swallow her saliva. "I’m your wife, five years from now." "I’ve answered your question. Can I have a reward now? A piece of cake, the one on your left, it looks so sweet." Edmund hesitated for a moment before nodding and ringing a bell to summon a servant. "Bring another plate of honey cakes, the best ones." The system: "…" Edmund couldn’t forget the mysterious woman who had broken into his room. At a grand royal ball, they met again. This time, Emily was drunk and staggered over, hugging him tightly and refusing to let go. Edmund smirked: "Is this some trick of ‘catching me by pretending to be weak’?" Before long, Emily’s little brother appeared, apologizing and trying to pull her away. "Sorry, Duke de Montfort, my sister recently... um... has a strange condition where she believes she's a forest animal and wants to hug tall people for warmth." Edmund was silent for a moment. "It’s fine. I’ll reluctantly endure it." Little brother: "Are you sure?" Edmund: "Yes." An hour later… "Miss Emily, could you wake up?" "My legs are numb." "…" After giving up on Emily for a while, the system returned to fix the aftermath. But it discovered something unexpected: Emily’s biased noble parents were no longer biased and had completely turned into doting parents. The originally villainous younger brother did not go down an evil path but instead became the most popular court poet. The original cannon fodder female antagonist had become Emily's sister, and they were running a business together in harmony. As for the male lead, Duke Edmund, he had long since embraced his beautiful wife, pampering her like a treasure. The entire medieval world ran smoothly with no signs of collapse. System: "How did she do it? By eating, sleeping, and modern-day ideas??" Modern American girl’s laid-back life vs. the high-and-cold Duke’s broken persona. The original world fell apart, and in the new world, everyone got a fresh start.

A former dungeon boss, once feared across the land, seeks a peaceful life after centuries of managing minions, traps, and treasure. Now living in a remote town disguised as an ordinary human, he dedicates himself to raising his adopted human daughter, Lila. However, her adventurous spirit and determination to become a hero keep pulling him back into the dangerous world he left behind. To protect her, he secretly uses his dungeon-master skills to manipulate their quests and ensure her safety, all while trying to keep his true identity hidden.

Bok Taejin was an ordinary young man who met an untimely death in a car accident—only to wake up in the body of a starving teenager in a strange world. Stranded in the wilderness, he is rescued by a group of villagers and soon discovers that he has transmigrated into the new Sect Leader of the long-forgotten One Flower Sect—a once-powerful immortal sect now reduced to nothing. With no cultivation talent, no resources, and only a mysterious technique called the Life and Death Technique, Bok Taejin soon realizes that the key to reviving his sect isn’t just through martial arts—it’s through farming. Hidden within the sect’s abandoned fields are spiritual herbs and ancient crops with untapped potential. By cultivating the land, nurturing rare plants, and trading with nearby towns, he slowly builds a foundation for the sect’s return. But as word spreads of a declining sect suddenly producing miraculous crops and powerful elixirs, forces from the martial world begin to take notice. Can Bok Taejin grow his sect back to its former glory while fending off enemies who seek to steal his secrets? Armed with nothing but his wits, a hoe, and an iron will, the last disciple of the One Flower Sect is about to change the world—one harvest at a time! Note: 1. Slow-paced story. 2. There is no female lead in this book.

Dear Diary, What is going on!? Am I seeing things- are my eyes going bad!? I keep on seeing these gray hazy shapes beside people! And no, they're definitely not shadows! They shape is completely different from what it's next to- well, most of the time. I'll just ignore it and maybe it'll go away. -Week later- Dear Diary and my sanity if it's listening, Things are going from delusional to outright cuckoo crazy! I swear I saw a face in the gray globs I've been seeing, but it wasn't scary or anything, it was like catching the face of an angel. And it wasn't like he had perfect features or anything, but his eyes. The care and heartfelt love in them was so... unbelievable? I guess? I can't explain it... I can neither explain what I saw today, but it wasn't the sort of spooky but endearing sort of thing I saw yesterday, but a bewildering (?, yeah, I would put it that way) scene of a witch riding on a broom through out traffic on the highway. Every once in a while, she would disappear into one of the cars and then jump into another one. Strangely enough, after she came out, most of the people driving would either start becoming careless or be shooting off their horn at another car. I am seriously considering going to see a psychiatrist, but I don't want to explain why to my dad, so I'll just ignore it for now. Surely, it'll go away!? -Week later- Dear Diary!!! It hasn't gone away!!!! It's getting worse!! I keep on seeing roads disappearing and being replaced with wide open fields as if no man has touched it before! Not only that, sometimes I see part of a building missing as if a line was drawn straight down in a clean cut and a forest begins as if it was natural! I've been keeping my distance from these strange things I've seen, but now I wonder if I should investigate? I picked a flower from one of my 'hallucinations' and it was real! Maybe, the rest is real too? Could it be possible? But if it is, why did it have to be me? I'm just a normal girl in high school trying to graduate so I can go to college with a dance scholarship. Maybe go on a few dates or see if Sean would help me find a guy from the soccer team? They are so hot! Isn't that hard enough for a girl? -Couple of days later- Dear Diary!!!!!! I have HUGE NEWS! I'm not crazy after all, I actually found someone who gave me some answers! His name... did I ask him? I'm sure I did, but I don't remember! Darn my horrible memory that acts like a willful child choosing what it wants and doesn't! Anyway, I atleast remember the most important thing- I'm not crazy! So it turns out, I came across our forgotten world. Or should I say kingdom. Anyway, he tried to explain that the world is like a coin with 2 faces on it- same world but two parts that can't face each other. Although, we did at one point, but that was before the rebellion and this really evil guy took a third of the kingdom to go up against the king. He didn't win though and retreated. .... but then, what was it? He put out a bet to the king? or something? Ah, faulty memory, I'll have to ask again. But in the long run- he and his minions are fighting the King and his loyal people for our world.... or something. I don't think it has anything to do with me, I'll just enjoy the new scenery I get to see now. -Couple of Months Later- "EXCUSE ME!? You want me to do WHAT NOW!? I must've heard you wrong!"

“In fire, she once ruled. In ashes, she was born again.” Ren Fei, once the legendary Crimson Furnace Sovereign, perished in his quest break the defined limits using his Genesis Cauldron. But death did not claim him—it transformed him. Reborn as a girl in a forgotten border village, Mei Lian awakens with fractured memories, lost status, and a body unfit for the world of men and might. In a world where power defines worth and women are rarely respected as alchemists, Mei Lian begins her journey in silence—studying poisonous herbs in secret, crafting pills from scrap, and enduring ridicule from her peers. But her fire does not burn for vengeance; it refines, endures, and reshapes the world. Armed with forgotten knowledge, an affinity to all forms of YuanQi, and an unwavering spirit, she will rise—not with fury, but with flawless refinement. Alchemy. Intrigue. Cultivation. And a girl who burns without permission. This is the legend of the girl who once ruled as a Sovereign and now rises again—one pill, one secret, one flame at a time.

Everyone says, "I'd rather be Xiao Yan's little brother than Tang San's sibling." Reincarnated as Tang San's twin brother, Tang Lan remains completely unfazed. With the activation of the [Tang San’s Luck Plundering System], he grows stronger by stealing Tang San's destiny! Directly absorbing a hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor soul bone and awakening as the one and only Blue Silver Emperor! Seizing Xiao Wu to make her his main wife, Snatching immortal herbs to build his own faction, Stealing the inheritance of the Sea God, Seizing the position of Asura God, ... Years later, standing as a God-King, Tang Lan looks down at an aged and feeble Tang San. "Sorry, little Sanzi, I can only bring our parents to the God Realm with my two divine positions." "As for you…" "Well, you only have yourself to blame—you just didn’t train hard enough!"

A reincarnation tale of lost time, forbidden love, and a bird who remembers it all. In a world ruled by war and duty, Li Xian, a noble girl of sixteen, was never meant to wield power. Yet when soldiers bled and kingdoms fell, she stepped forward—not with a sword, but with healing hands, fierce courage, and a heart that defied fate. Gifted in the healing arts and burdened by her family's ambition, Li Xian rose in the shadows of generals and emperors. With her brilliant blue macaw Sky always by her side, she tended to the wounded, saved lives with herbs and grit, and found love in the unlikeliest of places—Ren Xu, a quiet warrior with storm-gray eyes and a secret of his own. But fate is cruel. On the battlefield where she gave everything, Li Xian died before her seventeenth spring, cradled by the wind, watched only by the macaw who never forgot her. Sky waited. Years passed. Centuries turned. Still, he waited. Now, in a bustling new era of silk-draped palaces and forgotten gods, a bold but guarded noblewoman named Ju Xian rebels against a future she didn’t choose. A clever street thief named Taotao flees a life of hunger and shadows. Neither knows the other. Yet dreams haunt them—fragments of war, whispers of love, and a strange connection to a caged bird with wise, sad eyes. The past is awakening. And with it, a second chance at the love that ended too soon. Together, Ju Xian and Taotao must uncover who they once were—and what their bond could still become. But as destiny twists and memories return, they must ask: Can love reborn survive a second goodbye? --- Perfect for readers who love: Tragic reincarnation love stories Beautiful but bittersweet journeys Smart heroines and wounded heroes Talking animals or animal companions with memory Ancient China, palace intrigue, destiny Heartfelt storytelling with emotional payoff

Caution Taboo 18+ Banished by failure and despair, a virgin loser wakes in a new world with a forbidden power—the Lust System. To survive and claim a rare herb that could save him, he must seduce, corrupt, and conquer hearts across worlds. Pleasure is the key to power…and survival.

"I want revenge." These are the burning words of Rudra a boy forged in the fire of betrayal and loss. Born in a humble village, Rudra grew up without a father, who had perished in a distant war. Orphaned and forgotten, he survived by foraging herbs from the forest and selling them in the village market. Life was hard, but his spirit never wavered. One day, accompanied by his friends, Rudra climbed a remote mountain in search of rare herbs. But greed breeds monsters in the hearts of men. His friends, blinded by ambition and corrupted by his enemy’s whispers, betrayed him casting him into a cave teeming with starving wolves. Wounded and alone, Rudra refused to give up. In a desperate bid to escape the jaws of death, he ventured deeper into the cave, where fate revealed a mysterious and ancient weapon one that emitted a strange energy. Now, with the wolves at his back and vengeance in his heart, Rudra’s true journey begins. Will he survive the from the wolf? Will he rise from betrayal to become a legend?

Everyday was the same for Skullius. An Undead minion of the lowest order like him, didn’t have to find a grand purpose… other than mining mana gems for his Lich master, of course. His peers thought so. They lacked ambition. To be fair, so did he. But there was just that something that kept nagging at him. A spark that no other skeleton seemed to have. Other than being the sassy bullshitter obsessed with mana that he was, why did Skullius vaguely remember being something other than a Moronic Undead drone once? What had come before his Undeath? In the end, it was this spark that allowed our atrocious hero to escape the clutches of his evil master and reach another world. And it is in this world, chock full of dangers – most beckoned by Skullius’ abnormally horrendous luck, to be honest – that the skeleton’s journey begins. In Aigas – the new world – he prepared for the greatest getback of an age armed with a power greater than that of the Liches of Deadmanland! ...... [Author’s Answers To Popular Readers’ Questions] Q: (IHateArjuun77) -Hey author, is your book trash?- A: (Author) -Haha, screw you dear reader. The answer is NO. The story has elements of comedy, action, magic, adventure and Brutality. Like it gets really dark sometimes. There’s a comprehensive story with characters that I tried my damndest to NOT make generic on top of a cool power system that’s for the most part easy to understand. So its not trash. Q: (IFreakingHateArjuun56) -Hey author why is your first volume so slow paced and... trash?- A: (Author) -Haha. It’s how I designed the First Volume to be. It’s a fun setup that doesn’t focus on many things other than the MC’s mentality, powers and route of progression. The next volumes are normal paced, focusing on the world, the villains and general expansion but all while still retaining the book theme and fun experience- Q: (ShadeIsAPervert001) -Hey author, I instinctively sense that I’ll hate this book, when should I drop? A: (Author) -Is this the same reader?! Anyway, I’ll give a range. Read a minimum of the first 20 chapters to a max of up to chapter 44 before you decide on anything too rash. I’ll hunt down this reader! --- Discord: [ https://discord.gg/8hcraTjzE9 ]

Dungeons, Floors, and Minions. They have one thing in common, and that is, only creatures born from a dungeon's core can manage them. These creatures of unmatched powers are called Dungeon Bosses. Yet, what if... hiding amid these alien bosses, lay a human with the power to manage a dungeon herself? This is a Tale born from Chaos itself, where humans and monsters are at war. And in between, there exists a witch whose actions seem to overthrow both races' ideologies. Welcome to the Wich-log!

A young British child, Frederick, who was adopted by Portuguese sailors finds himself struggling for survival on the shores of West Africa. He soon discovered that the lands he found himself in were troubled by the aura of ancient cosmic darkness, Okunkun, that instilled hate against the indigenes of Africa in other races as their punishment for banishing it from its reign on the world. The remnants of Okunkun’s minions, Egbe Okunkun, commence a plot to bring back their glory days by attacking the Olodumare Festival, an iconic festival celebrated between the Yorubas, Igbos and Hausa in honour of their historic victory against Okunkun. Yet to recover from the shock of the attack, a mystical war broke out between the deities of Olodumare and the ancient Benin Kingdom when their spy, Warewa, discovered a secret slave trade allegiance between the Benin Kingdom, and Prince Henry the Navigator, son of a Portuguese Monarch, with Egbe Okunkun at the heart of it. Frederick gets caught in an unimaginable battle between the deities of Olodumare who swore to protect their people from Okunkun’s hate, the Benin kingdom, and Egbe Okunkun. Buoyed by their duty to prevent hate from destroying their land, the deities of Olodumare made it their duty to ensure that people from the outside world had no access to their lands. When Frederick’s presence on their land became known to them at the end of the battle, they were torn between letting him live, being a child, and the fear that he would succumb to the hate of Okunkun and be a danger to them all. Frederick builds a bond with the son of a powerful deity, Ifaromi who was convinced of his innocence and will for good. All hell broke loose when the plot of Egbe Okunkun bore fruit and the very darkness they sought to protect themselves against threatened to rise once more with Frederick at the heart of it all.

After Earth collapses into dimensional entropy, billions of people are scattered across broken worlds and forced into a brutal survival game known only as the Shattered Trial. Each player gains a random class. Most wield magic, swords, or elemental power. But Iden Virel, a former engineering student, is given something else. A black ring. A broken interface. And the command: [SUMMON: Skeleton – Worker Class] With a system unlike any other, Iden can summon and assign skeletal minions to tasks—miners, scouts, warriors, mages, builders, and more. These skeletal followers don’t sleep, don’t eat, and never stop improving. The longer they work, the smarter they get. Together with his sister Rael—a rare Sanctum Channeler who can empower and evolve allies—Iden must lead his growing skeletal force through monster-infested zones, hostile player factions, and ancient ruins... all while preparing for the apocalyptic battle known as the Final Judgment. In this world, only one law remains: Build. Adapt. Conquer. Or be erased.

When elite military surgeon Yan Qingling sacrifices her life to save earthquake victims, she awakens in the body of a powerless noble girl — on the night she is wed to Li Zeyan, the feared War God Prince of the Daliang Dynasty. But instead of wedding bliss, betrayal awaits: by dawn, the loyal Li clan will be falsely accused of treason, stripped of power, and cast into exile. Armed with her secret Evergreen Pavilion — a mystical space that nurtures rare herbs, regenerates wealth, and hides countless treasures — Qingling vows to rewrite fate. She shields the family’s hidden riches, mends wounds no royal physician dares to touch, and becomes the only hope for survival on the harsh exile road. Cold and wounded, Li Zeyan watches his cunning new wife transform from a fragile bride into a fearless miracle doctor, a shrewd protector, and the backbone of a fallen clan. In a world where loyalty is punished and betrayal is law, can an exiled prince and his divine apothecary wife rise from the ashes to reclaim what was stolen — and perhaps, discover a love worth dying for? ⸻

(key elements of this book: supernatural abilities, kingdom building, friendship, territory and people management, slight romance but nothing crazy) Skye’s eyes took a moment to adjust to the bright light of a sun peaking through the sticks that didn’t burn his skin in an instant. The wind blowing between the trees carried no sand or toxins in their breeze. The floating orb above him spoke bluntly yet Skye paid him no mind. It’s words a mumbled mix of nonsense, Skye struggled to latch on to anything important. Something about their god dying, needing to form a team, building a society that can withstand the others. Blah blah blah. It was too early to hear it all again. Skye groaned and detatched himself from the roots connected to his nervous system. The energy they helped him absorb over night was going to be put to good use. He pushed himself up and grabbed Thorn, his trusted spear, and opened the makeshift door to his tent, letting the fresh air rush in. Stepping out he said “Alright. Another day of trying to survive and not becoming dinner for some weird flat face freak.” He gave his body a stretch with his spear raised above his head with both hands, feeling a pop in his back from sleeping on the ground. “Oph, and maybe find something softer to sleep on.” His minions danced along with his words. their petals fluttering in agreement. The bodies of a few monsters with chunks blown out of their sides lay scattered around them. Today was going to be a good day.

The sky smelled different. When Li Xiu opened his eyes, the first thing he noticed was not the sky’s brightness or the canopy of unfamiliar leaves above him, but the scent—earthy, humid, sharp like crushed bark and smoke. Then came the pain. A dull ache pulsed behind his temples, like someone had struck him with a rock. He sat up groggily, wincing as dizziness made his vision swim. His hands were small. His arms—thin. His feet bare, caked with dried mud. He looked down at his body. It was… wrong. Too small. Too light. Like the limbs of a malnourished child. And then, the memories hit. Not his memories. Not all at once, but in fragments—mud huts and fire pits, cold streams and stone knives. A hunting spear too heavy to lift. A group of children laughing and shouting, calling him names in a tongue that he somehow understood. “Mu,” they called him. “Grass-Eater.” “Idiot.” “The one who spits meat.” Li Xiu clutched his head, panting. This wasn’t a dream. He had died. Or perhaps not quite died—but his body was gone. Left behind in some sterile lab, slumped over a desk cluttered with microgrid diagrams and empty coffee cups. And now, somehow, he had awoken in this world—no, in this body. The village was already awake. Smoke curled from cooking fires, and the scent of roasted meat drifted from the central pit. Women with painted faces stirred thick broth in stone pots. Men returned from the morning hunt dragging the carcass of something that looked like a cross between a deer and a boar, its tusks nearly as long as a man’s arm. A tall man—broad-shouldered, dark-eyed—spotted him and sneered. “Mu,” he barked, tossing something at his feet. A hunk of half-raw meat. “Eat, before the dogs do it for you.” Li Xiu stared at the meat, throat dry. It stank. He could see flies already gathering at the edges, and the fat was still twitching from leftover nerve reflexes. His stomach turned. He remembered, vaguely, that Mu—the original owner of this body—had always refused meat. Or more precisely, his body had refused it. Sensitive digestion. Vomiting. Nausea. The tribe believed it was weakness. Uselessness. A soul not worth calling back from the womb. But the original Mu hadn’t been able to explain it. Li Xiu could. He understood the importance of balance, of nutrition, of edible plants rich in minerals. He remembered how certain roots could be dried into powder, how leaves could be used to prevent infection. But in this world, none of that mattered. Meat was the food of warriors. Meat was the gift of the gods. Chewing leaves? That was for deer. Or worse, for idiots like him. Still, hunger gnawed at him. He turned from the meat and wandered toward the outer edge of the village, where the moss grew thick and the children rarely played. He crouched by a familiar patch of herbs—low-growing stalks with broad, silvery leaves. He recognized the scent: wild yarrow. Good for digestion. Slightly bitter. Edible. He plucked a handful and chewed thoughtfully, ignoring the whispers that followed him. “There goes the grass-boy again.” “Is he even human?” “He must be cursed.” Li Xiu didn’t reply. He sat on a flat stone beside the creek, watching the water ripple past, chewing slowly. His mind, though disoriented, remained sharp. This body might be young, small, and weak—but it had survived. For years. Alone in a tribe that mocked it. Somehow, Mu had lived with nothing but plants and scraps, instincts, and a strange sense of calm. And now, Li Xiu had inherited all that. He looked down at his stained hands, then at the huts in the distance, smoke curling against the morning sky. This wasn’t the life he had planned. But maybe… just maybe… It was a life he could rebuild. Not through hunting. Not through violence or brute strength. But through something far more enduring. Knowledge. And if all he had, for now, were weeds and roots and a brain full of engineering theory— Then so be it. The idiot boy who ate grass would

Han Jiwon has died 999 times. Once from eating a poisonous herb. Once from touching a glowing relic that said "DO NOT TOUCH." And once—shamefully—from taking a nap inside a dungeon beast’s nostril. But Jiwon isn’t a hero. He’s not even a hunter. He’s the first awakened, doomed to relive the same 266 days before the Grand Merge—a cosmic event that will fuse 50 worlds, open dungeons, and release chaos across Earth. After failing 999 times, Jiwon gives up on saving the world. This time, in Loop #1000, he just wants to survive. And maybe cook a decent stew without dying. With his new passive class Cosmic Chef, a snarky spatula named Kevin, and the ability not to die once per day thanks to the skill Cosmic Conductor, Jiwon sets out to do the impossible: Open a restaurant in the middle of the apocalypse. But survival has never been that easy. From dungeon bosses with food allergies, to heroes who’d rather fight than eat, and interdimensional customers with odd cravings—Jiwon’s journey is just beginning.

A Captain from the Braliou Mercenary Company is escorting a merchant and his baggage across the Kingdom of Miraos alongside his colleagues - until they are ambushed by the Witch of Kambriv's men. Under orders from his superiors he heads an investigation and assassination of the Witch alongside some of the famed Pavyslavist Knights. They venture deep within hostile territory and fight their way toward the Witches capital, and eventually, find her and her minions - who aren't who they seem to be. Ivrolec is thrown into the deep end of a political fracturing wrought from his father's incompetence, with naught but sons and daughters to pick up the pieces.

In a world where Humans and Robots are at war with each other. The Hero's Party(five heroes each with their own party members) rises up whenever Mecha Lord and their four guardians become too powerful. Cami, a rather unique member of the two man party led by Reva fought and defeated the Southern Guardian. However, shortly after doing so, it revealed that the everything she knew or thought she knew about the world was a lie. The Hero's Party actually collects those that could have been become heroes or their bloodline at some point possibly give birth to one. Should the Heroes win they merely become the Mecha Lord and/or one the Four Guardians themselves. Then the remaining living party members just get roboticized into minions of next generations Mecha Lord and Four Guardians(the outcome is the same if the Hero loses). Reva who has at some point become aware of the cycle of just got bored of living as either. Nothing he did to break the cycle had worked thus decided to just exist within it. The Southern Guardian is considered the weakest one 7 out 10 times thus overlooked and goes the longest without being attacked. Things do not go as planned and when he awakens next, Cami is now his overly loyal subordinate who has together with another recently roboticized girl who desires to serve him have roped her entire village. One that sprung up in the remains of his territory years after the South Guardian and even the Mech Lord has somehow become mere legends. They managed to convince everyone in the village to become his minions serving him as his subordinates. Discord: https://discord.gg/42pKx9Bthf