Little Apple Mo Dao Zu Shi

She died screaming. She woke up smiling. This time, she’s the nightmare. Betrayed by the ones she loved and fed to the undead like disposable trash, Elara died with her heart shattered and her blood still warm. But death isn’t the end—not for her. She opens her eyes in the past, in the days before the apocalypse tore the world apart. Now, she has the knowledge of what's coming... and a soul full of fire. She won’t beg. She won’t trust. And she definitely won’t love—except maybe the dangerous man who remembers losing her once and is willing to burn the world to keep her alive this time. In a world heading toward hell, Elara is no longer the victim. She’s the one holding the blade. And this time? She’s ready to carve out her destiny—one betrayal at a time. --- TAGS: #Rebirth #ZombieApocalypse #SlowBurnRomance #DarkFantasy #RevengePlot #SecondChance TRIGGER WARNING: Gore, Violence, Psychological Manipulation, Betrayal, Graphic Deaths

My grandfather is very eccentric, performing daily rituals of offering incense to himself, standing in front of his own spirit tablet and eating candles. Villagers are fearful of my grandfather. I am fearful of him too. Later, I discovered that what they were afraid of was not my grandfather, but me. Even grandfather is afraid of me. ... My name is Chen Shi. The Chen of honesty, the Shi of sincerity.

Wei  Zhong opened his eyes to the soft rustle of spirit grass beneath a pale morning sky and realized he’d been born into a frail, withering body. Three days. That was all the time he had. Yet a quiet certainty settled in his chest. He carried a forbidden gift: the Art of Temporal Exchange. By giving up a sliver of his hard‑won cultivation, he could roll back his own life, buying precious years. With a steady breath, he relinquished his Eighth‑Layer cultivation and felt ten years’ worth of vitality flood back into his veins. Weaker in his realm, perhaps—but alive in every sense.

Di langit ke-999 Alam Xian, sebuah istana terapung menjulang di antara bintang-bintang. Pilar-pilarnya terbuat dari es abadi, atapnya dari batu giok langit. Di tengah aula besar, seorang pria duduk bersila di atas teratai emas yang menyala tenang. Dialah Jian Mo, Dewa Pedang Surgawi dan Dewa Pil Kekekalan — pemilik dua gelar yang membuat namanya menggema di seluruh tiga ribu alam. Namun hari itu, tatapannya kosong.

Man munkelte, dass Qiao Xi eine schwache Konstitution hatte - eine kränkliche Schönheit. Man munkelte, dass sie jeden Tag ein Vermögen für Medikamente ausgab und sie wie Süßigkeiten verschlang. Man munkelte, dass zehn Diener jeden Tag an ihrem Bett auf sie warteten - eine Last für alle. Sie alle warteten darauf, dass die Qiao-Familie Qiao Xi zurück aufs Land schickte und sie dort sich selbst überließ. Qiao Xi: "Sie sagen alle, dass ich schwach bin und nicht auf mich selbst aufpassen kann. Anscheinend gebe ich auch leichtsinnig Geld aus." Sie sah auf ihr zerfleddertes Hemd hinunter und war verärgert. Qiao Xi: "Willst du damit sagen, dass diese reiche Familie ihre Tochter jeden Tag zerfledderte Kleidung tragen lässt?" Die reiche Tochter der Familie Qiao? Sie hatte genug! Sie würde es nicht mehr sein! Deshalb... Dreckskerl: "Ohne die Qiao Familie bist du nichts." Qiao Xi: "Wenn ich aus der Qiao-Familie rausgeschmissen werde, bin ich erledigt." Das dreckige Mädchen: "Schwesterherz, sei nicht zu enttäuscht. Solange du hart arbeitest, wirst du eines Tages gelobt werden." Qiao Xi: "Halt die Klappe, ich kenne keine Verräterin wie dich." Der Dreckskerl und das Mädchen: "???" Man munkelt, dass der jüngste Sohn der Familie Gu, Gu Zheng, vorschnell eine Frau geheiratet hat, die nur gut aussieht. Qiao Xi: "Schaut jemand auf mich herab?" Eines Tages sah Qiao Xi, wie einer von Gu Zhengs Angestellten sich den Kopf über eine Reihe von Zahlen auf dem Computerbildschirm zerbrach. Da sie frei war, half sie ihm. Hat sie gerade die Firewall geknackt, die durch die gemeinsamen Bemühungen von Top-Elite-Hackern geschaffen wurde?! Gu Zheng kam mit jedem Schritt näher. "Qiao Xi, was verheimlichst du noch vor mir? Hmm?" Qiao Xi: "Oh, nein! Mir ist schon wieder schwindlig! Ich bin so schwach. Mein Körper ist einfach zu schwach!"

Bastion Ridder war noch ein Junge, als der Krieg das einst friedliche Dorf Leafaria erfasste. Es war ein allumfassender Krieg der Macht und Magie, der das Land Crayosia in eine Abwärtsspirale stürzen sollte, von der es sich nie wieder erholen sollte. Die Sünden seines Vaters würden in Form einer langen Liste von Feinden anklopfen, und nur Bastion würde da sein, um diesem Ruf zu folgen. Mit dem Speer seines Vaters in der Hand und einer langsam versammelten Mannschaft aus Rivalen und Gefährten würde Bastion aus der Asche seiner Heimat kriechen und die Verantwortlichen für deren Zerstörung suchen. An einem schicksalhaften Tag begann alles direkt vor den Toren von Leafaria …

In the ruins of a dying Earth, fate delivers one last mercy. When nuclear fire consumes the planet in 2026 — the final spark lit by a decades-long feud between Israel and Iran — five university friends perish in the heart of the collapse. But death is not the end. Watched by the celestial Judge of Earth, their souls are chosen not for their power, but for the intensity of their bond and the rare potential sleeping within. Among them is Aeon, a quiet dreamer once obsessed with philosophy and paradox, now reborn in a cultivation world where existence itself bends to the will of those who understand it. Gifted with the Eyes of Existence, Aeon awakens with fractured memories, a thirst for truth, and a Dao unlike any the realms have ever seen — one that does not dominate or destroy, but perceives, weaves, and transcends. As Aeon struggles to grasp the laws of reality, illusion, and time itself, he is drawn into sects, rivalries, and ancient legacies shaped by power, merit, and manipulation. But the greatest battles are not fought with swords or spells — they are the quiet confrontations between fate and self, between what is real and what is believed. Across the stars, the other four survivors walk their own paths: the silent rune-scarred cook, the silver-eyed tactician of arrays, the passionate soul of nourishment and fire, and the steadfast cultivator of justice. Separated by realms, but bound by soul, they will rise together — or fall to the eternal tide. Dao of Existence is a cultivation epic of cosmic scale and introspective depth — a tale of rebirth, memory, and the long journey to understand not just power… …but what it means to be.

#danmei #political #historical #wuxia this is not my original work, just wanted to help danmei fans out there the original author is Meng Xi Shi who also wrote Thousand autumns

Chen Wu xiao, immortal level cultivatior died in battle with outer space being. - - and reincarnated into a trash body, try to reach the the previous level once again. “if i don't reach my previous level i won't angry, I'll accept it but will never stop heading towards up. this is Chen wu xaio's promise.” “path and difficulty are everywhere in heaven or hell. different is nothing,thinking decides everything. whether to go up or down.” divine realms was my born place. can i reach that level?. Reaching the level of immortal again but in a low realm world, how far can Chen Wu xaio go?.

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"In a world where power is forged through cultivation, Long Wuqing rises from the ashes of a razed village, wielding a forbidden Dao Artifact-the Heaven-Mocking Pearl. Consuming essence, memory, and legacy, he infiltrates the Azure Sect, turning its strength into his sustenance. As mainland sects hunt for aberrants like him, Wuqing orchestrates a silent revolution, not to conquer, but to devour. Book One: The Azure Collapse is a chilling tale of ruthless evolution and the end of illusions."

Houve um tempo em que o cultivo era um mistério, escondido entre as montanhas, reservado para monges, mestres e eremitas. Mas isso ficou no passado. Quando as barreiras do mundo espiritual colidiram com o mundo físico, a humanidade descobriu que a energia do universo — o Dao — sempre esteve ali, à espera de ser compreendida.

Before his first breath, Heaven judged him. Still unborn—yet already feared. They did not bless him; they hunted him. Not to praise, but to pray—as prey. A boy exiled to the Mortal Realm, cast down in silence, carrying a talent so rare it unsettled the divine… and a power they dared not name. Not a weapon, not a prophecy, but something quiet and absolute—one that could, in time, defy the heavens themselves. They wrote his ending before he could even speak. But can he carve a new path through the story they buried him in? No one knows why he was condemned. Not even him. But when the forgotten child begins to rise, the world that cast him away will tremble.

For fourteen years, Wei Yuan was the useless trash of his clan, a boy with cursed meridians who could never cultivate. He accepted his fate. But one morning, he wakes up with no memory of the past several months, and a chilling realization: he is no longer alone in his own mind. When he picks up a calligraphy brush, a cold, proficient stranger takes control of his hand. When he faces a rival, a ruthless strategist whispers battle plans from the depths of his soul. This "Artist" is a genius, a master of forbidden arts capable of wielding reality-defying power. And Wei Yuan, the terrified host, is just a passenger.

traducción a español Li Huowang no podía decidirse. ¿Estaba en un hospital o en un mundo de fantasía, luchando por sobrevivir? Ambos bandos afirmaban que eran reales y que el otro no era más que una alucinación. Sigue a Li Huowang en su aventura mientras intenta darle sentido a lo que le está sucediendo. Explora un mundo lleno de cultivadores extraños y horrores sobrenaturales mientras todos intentan sobrevivir en él. Sinopsis oficial de la novela: El extraño camino hacia los cielos, las deidades anormales y los inmortales. ¿Son reales? ¿O son falsos? Li Huowang no puede diferenciar entre los dos en su confusión. Pero eso no es todo lo que le impide diferenciarlos. También estaba su propia enfermedad, una enfermedad debilitante. Author: Foxtail Quill狐尾的笔

Shen Yuan was a weak and frail orphan boy living a normal life with his only family, his grandfather. Then fate struck and his grandfather died in a tragedy. The heavens were silent. The world moved on. But Shen Yuan did not. From that day, he stepped onto the path of cultivation—not for glory, but to uncover the truth, forge his own path… and to defy the fate that the heavens had written for him. Amidst blood, karma, and the whispers of forgotten secrets, he will not follow the Dao, he will carve one of his own. This book is also available in Royalroad. This book is only and only available in Royalroad and Webnovel, anywhere else is not authorized by me.

A life of mafia baby Boss~~~~~~~a fun cute life with Russian threat as lullaby.....

Once upon time a wise man had said, “All men and women are born equal.” Well he lied, no one is born equal if it were so people would not be envious, would not desire harm on each other, especially HIM. Him, who is the envy of many, the goal of others, the object of hatred, the object of love and lust of countless, since he first took his breath. No matter what everyone wishes of him he stood tall and surpassed and flourished no matter what challenges and tribulations stood in his way he broke through them since he first opened his eyes to gaze at the world. The wise man is a liar, after all how can all men and women are equal when the Heaven’s itself decreed him to be It’s most favorite and beloved child.

Victoria navigates the mysterious World she woke up in, and tries to understand why some details feel familiar to her. Her curious nature, aided by something deeper, pushes her into a series of investigations. One leading to events more dangerous than others, with each progress. Something far from natural was brewing in Greywood, and the glimpses of her alternate self dying in numerous situations didn’t help her suspicions. But most of all… what is the secret behind her newly awakened abilities?

In the virtual world, disconnecting means dying. ‘Aether's Realm,’ the most immersive MMORPG ever created, becomes a deadly prison for hundreds of players. Every choice, every wound... every death is real. Among them is a young man with no class, no stats... and no connections. Haunted by a past he'd rather forget, he just wants to move forward. Fight. Survive. But while others fear, he faces monsters with his bare hands. His strength defies the rules. His name, unknown. His impact... impossible to ignore. Amidst the chaos, other souls resist: one seeking to heal what she lost, another trying to understand the enigmatic saviour who appeared and disappeared without saying a word. As the real world watches, desperate for answers, something deeper awakens within the code. An inevitable question: If they manage to escape... what part of them will still be human?

Feared and hated for his sinister abilities, Wei Wuxian--the grandmaster of demonic cultivation--was driven to his death when the most powerful clans united to destroy him. Thirteen years later, Wei Wuxian is reborn. Summoned by a young man who sacrificed his soul in a forbidden ritual, Wei Wuxian is now bound to seek vengeance on the stranger's behalf or risk the destruction of his own soul. But when an evil entity emerges, a familiar face from Wei Wuxian's past suddenly appears amidst the chaos--a powerful cultivator who will help shine a light on the dark truths that surround them.

Sa araw ng pagbabalik ng aking asawa mula sa kanyang business trip sa ibang bansa, lihim kong dinala ang aming anak sa airport para sorpresahin siya. Sa arrival gate, lumabas ang aking asawa, tumatawa at nakikipag-usap sa isang lalaki. Nang dumating ang oras para maghiwalay sila, bigla na lang niyakap ng lalaki ang baywang ng aking asawa. Inaasahan kong magagalit ang aking asawa, pero hindi man lang siya nagbigay ng babala sa tingin. Sa halip, pabirong sinabi niya sa kanya, "Hindi mo pwedeng gawin ito sa opisina." Kinarga ko ang aming anak at umalis sa airport nang hindi na lumingon pa.

When Alex Chen, an ordinary young man from Earth, is tragically killed in a mysterious accident, he awakens in a world where powerful cultivators shape the heavens and trample the mortal realms as gods incarnate. Reincarnated into the body of the infamous "Useless Third Young Master" of the powerful Gu Family—a boy despised, weak, and humiliated by all—he finds himself forced to survive in a world where weakness is synonymous with death. But fate has bigger plans. After his reincarnation, Gù Tianhao discovers the God-Slaying Demon Bead among the things left behind by his mother, a divine treasure of unknown origin, with the power to shake the Heavens. Hidden within it are thousands of supreme treasures: cultivation manuals, alchemy and refinement arts, battle formations, and the secrets of the 3,000 Great Daos of the universe. However, this power does not come for free—Tianhao must gradually unravel the mysteries of the Bead, proving himself worthy with each challenge and combat. In the early chapters, Gù Tianháo faces scorn from his family, especially his proud brothers and a cold, calculating father. But as he reveals his intelligence, determination, and innate talent for martial arts and cultivation, he begins to change the game. His first goal? To pass the Crimson Cloud Sect’s brutal Outer Disciple Examination—and show the world that the “useless” is now a real threat. With a vast cultivation system divided into 13 Mortal Realms, 12 Immortal Realms, 11 Saint Realms, and 10 Divine Realms—each divided into meticulous stages—Tiānháo will embark on a journey that will take him from the lowest depths to defying the heavens themselves. Prepare for a journey from weak to strong, filled with bloody battles, mystical techniques, ancient secrets, irresistible beauties, deadly rivalries, and breathtaking twists and turns. Gù Tiānháo will not be just another cultivator—he will be the bane of the Gods and the bane of the Demons. 40% History by AI (Manus ia)

Thirty Years East, Thirty Years West. Don’t you bully the young and poor! Split open the sky! Go against Heaven! Sick and tired of that kind of cultivation quote and troupe? The never-ending long grind that seemed to have one world after another once you supposedly reached the false apexes? Well, it’s time to broaden your horizons! You shall now be blessed with the perspective of someone who’s at the top of the top: Ye Ming. Someone who had foolishly decided to experience mortal life before realizing how crap it was. It was time to return to his real life. “I wasn’t born with a diamond spoon, but born with the endgame life.” Ye Ming laughed sinisterly. He was the sole Young Master of a family who dominated everything already. Trash cultivation? Trash spiritual roots? Trash background? Sorry, but that ain’t Ye Ming! However, he does have one great and relatable trait: procrastination.

“I see catastrophe! Downfall of the heavenly Dao. What is happening?” He delved into the heavenly rules, try to divine the cause of the sudden premonition of doom, however, he suddenly vomited blood, he seemed as if he had been hit by a great force. Just as that happened, every inhabitant of the Taiyi immortal realm saw a brightly burning shining object hurtling toward their realm, it brought with it a suffocating pressure as it cruised the void at unfathomable speeds, crossing vast distances with seemingly no effort. Before long it was before their realm. Those in the know the mighty immortals hoped that the mighty plane barrier would be able to resist it, however as if to mock their hope it proceeded to rip through the realm barrier as if it wasn’t there. It then hurtled into the realm, and with it came a suffocating sense of pressure. From the mightiest immortal emperor to the weakest ant, they felt it press down on them overbearingly. No one could resist. The immortal emperors were shocked, just what could this be, could this be something from that legendary place. In spite of their fear they felt excited, maybe this could be a chance for them. Uncaring about their thoughts the object made to slip through into the realm, cruising through the atmosphere and slamming into the ground. As it passed through, it seemed to be ripping something from the very foundations of the entire immortal realm. The heavens were trembling, the earth was shaking, trees wilted and the ocean shuddered, all the birds in the sky fell to the ground and the heavens and earth were inverted, all living beings who could feel and understand felt as If something was being ripped from their very core and from the humblest mortal to the mightiest immortal emperor they felt a sense of profound sadness and loss. It continued unobstructed, drilling into it and leaving through the bottom of the realm. As abruptly as it had begun the heavenly signs disappeared and everything returned to normal, but to those in the know, they knew that everything was about to change, for their heavenly Dao, had disappeared. The Heavenly Dao is vast and unfeeling. Seeing all life as dogs. But what if an occurrence caused the heavenly Dao to reincarnate. What abilities would it have? What path would it take? Would it find Love and lose its unfeelingness? How would it navigate through life. This is a story exploring those answers and a look at how the heavenly Dao, pulled from its perch looking down on all creatures, paves the way back to the top, and what trials and tribulations await. Follow along and witness an epic story and explore profound questions. Was the reincarnation luck or misfortune, can we truly get rid of the shackles in our life. I will be posting this story on royal road and patreon. Link coming soon

Ryo never asked to be a cultivator. In a world where strength and might only matters. A boy, not timid but not violent. Wishes to just read, learn, and seek more knowledge. Yet the world seems to push him in conflicting directions, a weight always on his shoulders, with no choice on the matter. Simply because of his status his ancestors are mocked, maybe because it's in his luck that his parents were purged. ** 10,000 years have passed since the golden age of cultivation, once spread wide and vastly in the world. Cultivators are now more worried about a balance and banners, than to strive for immortality. Deep in slumber, an ancient being awakens, 10,000 years later. Confused, maybe curious at first. The being decides it wants to create a new golden age of cultivation, by force if it has to, and it will enjoy every moment of it. The being unfortunately shares Ryo's body, putting a blade to Ryo's neck ontop of a even greater weight on his shoulders. Ryo will be shaped by his experiences, for greater or far, far worse. --- Thanks for reading! No harem. Action packed. My novel follows a steady pace, not slow or too fast. MC is an antihero, he is not righteous. I will also be posting this on Royal road.

In a land where cultivators dictate truth, and progress is chained by tradition, a single invention sparks quiet rebellion. A Xianxia translator accidentally stumbles upon a spell resulting in his death; now, Richard Pepys, a young boy raised by weak cultivators in the countryside has already begun to change the world with his first invention: a printing press.