Regressor'S Tale Of Cultivation

"What we are is but a mote of dust floating between heaven and earth, inconsequential and trivial." Shi Jing was just an ordinary person living an equally ordinary life. Forced to transmigrate into the world of immortals and deities, awakening his SSS-Ranked skill and given a cultivation system. He pursue the dao. [Ding Ding!] [SSS-Ranked Skill: Regression] Immortal Empress and Emperors reincarnates to pursue dao, while he regress infinitely.    What takes others a thousand years to comprehend, he grasp in a single day!  "Monster! My sword stroke took a million year to perfect, y-yet you performed it at a glance!" ------------------------------------------------- I'm a procrastinator, motivate me! Bonus Incentive (Subject to Change): Base Rate: 2Ch/Day [10 GT=+1 Chapter] [100 PS = +1 Chapter] Max +3 Bonus Per Day! ------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------- Daily Upload | @Est: 8:00 AM Daily Upload | @GMT: 8:00 PM

Ash Revenant is a regressor—each time he turns back time to save the world, something else is taken from him. Memories, friendships, his place in history—slowly, the people closest to him begin to forget he ever existed. In a world of dungeons, hunters, and supernatural powers, Ash fights alone, watching his own life erode with every step forward. Even as his face fades from memory, Ash keeps moving. Because some things are worth disappearing for.

Life in a fantasy world isn’t the grand adventure the stories promise. Surviving in a land overrun by monsters is a constant struggle, where danger lurks at every turn and death is the only certainty. Happiness? Love? Luxuries for those who can afford them. In a society where magic is a rare privilege, power means everything. And despite decades of relentless effort, Dylan never managed to claim his share. Stuck in the lowest ranks of the army, he could do nothing as war consumed the continent… until his life came to a bitter, meaningless end, drowning in regret. But death wasn’t the end. Now, given a second chance, he refuses to be crushed by fate once more. This time, he’ll seize what once slipped through his fingers—a name he can’t forget.

“Compassion. What is compassion? Is it strength, or weakness. Is it mercy, or a half a measure? Is it a sign of naivety or experience? Or perhaps, it is one of those things that tread the line of ruin and preservation, it’s true meaning known only to gods. I wonder, what do you think of compassion?” “Compassion? For me, it is like a sword. One which you wield from the blade, not the grip.” ……………. Reshi’s life was not a happy one. His childhood was one of poverty, and a family barely keeping it together. It wasn’t a particularly fun childhood, so he decided to end it early. How? Well, he joined the army, where he was turned from child to weapon, expertly wielded by the republic. There he had met many great people, and he had seen them die also. A terrible life really. One that he wasn’t too sad to say goodbye to. After speaking to an extremely convincing deity, he decided to cash in his death for a new life, a glorious one from one of his favourites new novels. The life of a spoiled, and more importantly, rich young noble. Which he had been given….for all of thirty minutes. He had been placed in the body of a hated antagonist, one that only existed in a flashback backstory. His fate was destine to be pathetic, his end pathetic, loved and remembered by no one. But Reshi had already gone through that once. So this time he was determined to change things. To do something about his shitty fate, so that for the first time in two lives, he could carve out a little corner of peace for himself in the world, and maybe even find some happiness to go along with it. [[[[[This is a rewrite of my first novel, that I barely even began, so I’m still quite a new writer, open to any feedback.]]]]]]

In a future, alternate timeline, the Gods have been reawakened with a fury, and with that fury, they take control of the world and reshape it to their collective liking, and reignite the power of magic, changing the way the world functioned as we knew it. With the concept of magic now introduced to humanity, they went wild with it in this new world, creating new things and people that eventually restructured the system of the Gods themselves, changing everything once again. Time has passed since then, and in a remote city in the largest desert two beings encounter one another and create an unlikely spawn, the mother dies shortly after giving birth due to a curse inflicted upon her by mysterious forces. The was then father left to take care of his child on his own and does his best, but is forced to return to his home realm in hell, due to the same reasons he was allowed in the mortal plane in the first place. Left alone with only her friend, the two young serpentines venture off on many adventures together, developing a strong bond for one another that quickly grows into something more. Then on one of these adventures, they find themselves trapped inside a hidden and desolate place. They searched for a way out, but in the end, only one escaped Now alone the little serpent girl has to survive this world without anyone by her side, struggling to cope with all of the losses she's suffered over her life. Will she be able to survive? Or will she fall into an endless spiral of despair and loneliness? __________ Current Upload shedule, whenever it’s ready. Discord Link: https://discord.gg/mHUVRgCdna Cover Art made by devilbeez, you can find them on instagram. WARNING! This novel contains fetish content such as Futanari and Vore, you have been warned. It also contains some descriptive and gory scenes that some may not like, chapters with such content have a note at the beginning of them. Any and all of this text is subject to change whenever I like.

In a world of countless schemes, where you are being manipulated at every moment,often without even knowing it. A world where you can't be sure if what you see is reality… or just another illusion crafted as part of a deeper scheme. This is the story of someone who survives it all kind of schemes both small and vast, some he understands, and others he never even realizes. Even he, who is constantly being schemed against, crafts schemes of his own against others. This is a world ruled by deception and Yuan will persevere it, shape it, and rise through it. ------------ English is not my native language, so please understand if there are any mistakes

In a world where power is the knowledge of Ascension.There exists a path of twenty-five Realms, each a trial of body, soul, and truth. From the first brutal step of attaining the first Realm to the godlike transcendence of the final realm, only one in a million ever breaks past the early stages… and fewer still survive the middle realms, where time, fate, and reality bend to a cultivator’s will. From forging his mortal shell to commanding Domains, manipulating Fate, and warping Origin Pulse, Gurens journey is no mere ascension it is a rebellion against gods, against fate… and against the truth of what he’s destined to become.

Heir to a forgotten name, Lucretia walks through the ruins of a drifting world. When thunder echoes beyond the sealed mountains, she sets forth in search of meaning—and perhaps redemption—guided only by the omen of the storm that sleeps within her.

If you’ve enjoyed the journey of Tale of Heroes so far, a short review would mean a lot, try helping me with power stones and collections it helps other readers find this story too!” In a world where superhumans walk among us, an Organization was made to govern and control the superhumans, creating heroes to protect the civilians with no abilities. The Hero Association stands as humanity's last defense. When chaos strikes Ultra City, nine young heroes—each with unique powers, dark pasts, and unbreakable wills—are brought together to form an elite unit: the Hero Squad. The story follows nine young men led by the skilled archer Vilex and powered by a bond forged in fire, ice, lightning, and loss, the team must navigate devastating battles, uncovering hidden secrets, learning the truth about the world,mysterious betrayals, and enemies far beyond human comprehension. From facing Uncontrollable monsters like Tide Maw to uncovering conspiracies hidden deep within their own ranks, the Hero Squad learns that being a hero isn’t about power—it’s about sacrifice. But as greater forces move in the shadows, testing their limits and threatening to tear them apart, one question remains: Will they Falter—or will they rise? I will be posting on Royal road [https://discord.gg/8aRxZrHf]

> Nelly thought she was being rescued when she was sent to live with the Benson family. But what waited for her was cruelty, silence, and pain. Bullied by her new siblings, ignored by her guardians, and betrayed by her own parents for money, Nelly learns to survive in a house built on lies. But when a small girl named Joy shows her unexpected kindness, Nelly finds a spark of hope. Now, she must choose — stay broken or rise and fight. In a world that wants to silence her, can Nelly find her voice before it's too late? A story of pain, betrayal, strength… and one girl’s fight to be heard.

I am a what, and where is my little friend? No, give it back right now! What, back in a lab again? What a load of bull. Finally, I'm dying... No, I got revived again. Becoming a weapon for a kingdom? Meh, they can try and control me. Medieval weapons? I like that. Give me all of them. An Angle cult? Let's destroy that. Pure Dragons? I want one for myself. Please check out my other novel, Sazanami. Discord - https://discord.gg/h5N6ZuMSTR I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

In the realm of Gaffe, where sunset hues of crimson and gold danced across the sky, four vast continents sprawled, each boasting distinct landscapes and climates. The realm's 20% landmass was a tapestry of diversity, contrasted by the remaining 80% of turbulent oceans. Legends whispered among the people spoke of ancient relics hidden across the realm, waiting to be unearthed. These artifacts were said to hold immense power, fueling the dreams of many. for more details and illustration join me in telegram . https://t.me/ataleoflegacy

Under the sacred tree, beneath the veil of night, Shailya encounters Vahalla—the one destined to reshape his purpose. In this universe, all beings possess the divine powers of gods and deities; some have mastered them, while others remain unaware of their potential. A never-ending war rages between the forces of Light and Darkness, and the only being capable of restoring balance—the Rakkan—remains imprisoned. Now, the second-most powerful entity in existence, Vahalla, bears the burden of protecting Prithvi, the only planet with the potential to revive the universe. But he cannot do it alone. To fulfill his mission, he needs a disciple—someone destined for greatness. That disciple is Shailya Mahoraga. This is the first volume of The Tale of Diwankula: The Genesis.

**He was born nameless. Markless. Powerless.** Yet the stars stirred. In a world carved by Systems and ruled by legacies of godblood, **Adrian** was never meant to matter. But when a dormant fragment awakens within him—something older than the Sovereigns and more defiant than Fate—his journey begins. From back-alley guilds to fractured worlds wrapped in law and myth, Adrian climbs. Every step forward earns him new enemies, lost memories, and echoes of a forgotten war that never truly ended. For somewhere beyond the veil, a mirror awakens... and it bears his name. *The shard has chosen. The World will remember.* These are the **Tales of an Overlord**.

An ordinary cultivator - that was the best way to describe Zhao Yunxiao. Be it in terms of strength or talent, he had always been in the middle of the pack, neither excelling nor falling behind. However, he did not really think badly of his current situation. Some people were destined to become the stars in the skies, while some people were born to be like the rocks on the ground. The stars might be dazzling, but the rocks supported the earth itself. Both of them were necessary in order to maintain the balance of this world. As someone ordinary, Zhao Yunxiao did his best to live his ordinary life to the fullest. He was careful and meticulous, doing his best to make sure he understands everything fully instead of jumping into doing things. He knew his limits and did not dream of anything out of reach. Instead, all he wished for was to live a life of freedom. But one day, he realised that something seemed to be amiss. Perhaps he was mistaken all along. Perhaps even the rocks on the ground had their chance to shine under the right circumstances, even if only for the slightest of moments. This is the tale of an ordinary cultivator... until he was no longer ordinary. *** This story will be written for leisure and thus not be locked, but if you are feeling generous and wish to show your appreciation in monetary terms... https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/SweatingCloud

In a world where encounters with individuals from diverse backgrounds are common, we frequently encounter people who initially fail to garner our admiration. However, as we delve deeper into their lives and gain insight into their true selves, our opinions can undergo a transformative shift. Enter Zohan, a man of unconventional and unwavering principles that often make it arduous to establish a connection. Yet, as he embarks on a journey of self-discovery and nurtures his intellect, his evolution gradually brings him closer to the hearts of readers. While the story unfurls against a backdrop of fantastical elements, its purpose transcends mere captivation. Instead, it endeavors to liberate readers from the constraints of these very fantasies, offering a fresh perspective on life and its multifaceted dimensions.

“They destroyed my world. Betrayed me after I saved theirs. Now I’m back and this time, I’m not here to be their comrade in arms.” For thirty brutal years, Tariq Solas fought through dungeon invasions, alien dimensions, and the wrath of godlike beings. He was Earth’s last survivor, hailed as the Dungeon King, cursed as the Void-Touched. After slaying the final Dungeon Godking, his reward was betrayal. His six closest allies, champions from across the star-colored dimensions, stabbed him in the back, and left him for dead. But the Void had other plans. Now Tariq has regressed back to before the first dungeon gate opens on Earth, before the Blue Star swallowed his planet in flames. With all his memories intact and fragments of the Voidlink reawakening, he has one mission: Save his dimension from the blue star and Destroy The Seven Godkings. But this time? No comrades = no betrayal.

The world of Norvak isn't for the weak. A land where might makes right isn't for the faint of heart. A land where different species battle for supremacy and the defeated either enslaved or exterminated. The continent of Revix has witnessed the rise and fall of many species. With a relatively peaceful period being established a little over ten thousand years ago. The result of this peace is the separation of different species. The land of humans, Cyntros, covered most of the central part of the continent. The lands in the north, Aterix, gave shelter to the elves and other creatures of light. The south held the creatures of darkness and it's original name, Rimul, long forgotten. A land that the humans had long dubbed, The Darklands. To the east was an endless desert where the banished and hated lay their bones. A place where nature threatens both predator and prey. Yet most feared of all was the west, a land of giants and titans. Where mountains vanish and valleys form from the movements of it's inhabitants. On the edges of The Darklands, the greed of men sends a group of hunters to their demise. The lone survivor, Milas, is turned into one of the ruling species of The Darklands, a vampire. With a past clouded in mystery and an uncertain future, Milas does all he can to survive. With the potential to become more than he could have ever imagined, Milas faces all threats that come his way. "The right to live is a privilege that only the powerful have access to. I don't appreciate others having that privilege over my life. And I'll do what I must to earn my right!"

In the past, people cultivated for power, fame, glory, or their own personal reasons. But now, cultivation has become an eternal nightmare for anyone forced into it. No one wants to be a cultivator anymore. But it’s not something they choose... it’s something they’re cursed with. If you walk the path of cultivation, you'll battle death every single day, watching those around you torn apart and broken by despair. But if you refuse to walk it... your death comes even sooner. Desper was no exception. He was dragged into the nightmare of cultivation after everything he had was burned to ashes, even his memories. “I WILL KILL YOU ALL. I’M GOING TO KILL ALL OF YOU”  That’s all he remembers. And a mysterious will, surging within him, pushing him to grow stronger. This is the story of Desper, of losing those he loved, seeking revenge in their name, and walking a path that may shatter everything he thought he knew. ------------ The names aren't eastern.

No golden finger. No cheat. Just one man, an unfamiliar world, and the will to rise. Xiao Xuan was just a writer on Earth — until the heavens pulled him into a cultivation world. No systems. No ancient bloodline. No sect backing. Only rejection, humiliation, and the crushing truth: in this world, power is everything. But deep within him lies something the world has yet to discover — a secret even he doesn’t know. A body that won’t decay. A soul that won’t fade. An immortality that defies the heavens. When the world casts him aside, Xiao Xuan doesn’t chase revenge. He makes a vow: “If I have no backing, I’ll build one. If I have no family, I’ll create one — a family that no one dares to humiliate.” Armed with a mortal shell and forbidden techniques, he begins his climb — Not for vengeance. Not for glory. But for legacy.

A Call to the Golden Age of Cultivation To my dearest readers, fellow dreamers and seekers of the grandest tales – have you ever yearned for the sagas of old? The kind that didn't rush through 200 chapters, but stretched across **two, even three thousand, with every detail meticulously woven?** I speak of the **pioneering era of Xianxia and Wuxia, the true Grand Cultivation and Cosmic Xianxia narratives** that still echo in our hearts. We live in an age where new novels emerge at lightning speed, driven by quick updates and rapid-fire releases. But amidst this surge, let us not forget the legends penned by authors whose very names evoke reverence, even if their origins are lost to time. These pioneers left us with an invaluable lesson: **true depth and epic scale aren't about speed, but about profound immersion.** They showed us worlds of lower, middle, and upper realms; universes existing within a single body and countless others beyond it. They crafted **ancient immortals and terrifying, primordial chaos** – not the watered-down, cliché versions, but a dread-inducing, boundless void. They took us to **Golden Eras of maximum power, where every sect soared, every technique resonated with peak potential, and the adventure was truly infinite.** No tedious trudges through "mortal world, immortal world, spirit world, fairy world, zzz" – just pure, unadulterated cosmic might from the get-go. I may not be a seasoned god of this genre, but I am a fervent disciple. Inspired by these titans, these very deities of storytelling, I aim to emulate their magnificent vision. My upcoming chapters will embrace their concept of a **Golden Era, a peak-level world brimming with maximum power from the outset.** We'll delve into iconic tropes like **universes beyond the body, the tiered cosmos, and a chaos that truly inspires awe**, not just a basic understanding. Join me as I attempt to craft something truly exciting and immersive within this beloved genre. For it is only those pioneers, those gods, who inspire me to seek such grand narratives. Let us together rediscover the lost art of the truly epic! I clarify that I also like the current immortal cultivation stories. They are popular and easy to shape, especially if you want a story without plagiarism. I recommend focusing on the genre, taking inspiration and making your own ideas of what the MC is like and how they act in the face of monotony and boredom. Persevere. Withdraw or continue?

In the realm of gods and goddesses was in chaos all panicked except one whose name is Fenrir. "Welcome again Mortal." *** Welcome to the world where being favoured by the gods is everything and guess who isn't you guessed it our protagonist. Wanna know why cause he doesn't have a harem... nah just kidding if you really wanna know go read what are you waiting for. But thanks for giving it a shot.

A boy is a regressor but instead of just regressing once, he regresses every time he dies! Every time he dies he joins another world with different mechanics in each one. Using his years of knowlege he must survive these worlds, each more difficult than the last.