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Killing Dao Fruit

"Nine Heavens cast down the Undying Tree, from the tomb the Immortal's bones were fetched; Taoist Venerable tut-tutted as they drank blood plasma, Old Buddha relished in the chew of meat; Beasts and livestock rang the Dharma Drum, city foxes and hole-dwelling rats boiled in the pot; In the Immortality Wine, the resentful spirits were fishy, at the Killing Banquet, the Dao Fruit was bitter!” In this world where Daoist Skill manifested, countless Sect Cultivators, Side Door Magicians, princes and scholars, officials of high rank and nobles all coveted immortality! Owl God Tomb, stealing heavenly secrets, Pearl Gathering Skill, Holy Infant Pill, bone effigies, Yin God Shrine, human-transformed monsters, Undying Elixir, Red Line Poison, Blood Immortal insects, Mermaid Meat, gold-threaded robes, Five Poisons Primordial Spirit, Seven Star Life Extension... They killed and harmed life only to steal the "Killing Dao Fruit" borne upon that Undying Tree! Until... a sly "Fishing Man" came to this world. Wang Yuan, born with the Small Book of Life and Death, had but a simple and unadorned dream: Amid bustling strings and smoky vistas, on a night bathed in moonlight, in peace and quiet did I lean on the rail, savoring the wind, toasting to the stars. With his "Bride in bridal clothes," watching the sunrise at Taishan in the morning, admiring Qionghua in Luoyang at noon, and drinking under the aurora by the North Sea in the evening. "But you all smell so incredibly fragrant! No more, none shall escape, for today I shall crowdfund Cultivating Immortality! Please... my treasure, turn around!” The blood-red veil of the Bride abruptly fluttered to the ground.
Beihai Whaling · 360.7K Views

Reborn As A Ring

On the border of a kingdom named Caradel in a deep and great forest a man could be seen running, being chased by a group of men wearing armor as arrows flew in the air. One striking true to its target striking the man in the shoulder nevertheless the man continued running. The man named Baranor, a young man who had orange eyes black hair and tanned skin with a slight scruffy beard was running for his life while thinking to himself. 'How did this happen?!' Baranor running out of air feeling exhausted, and the blood flowing from his shoulder running down his back mixing with his sweat, Baranor stared in front of him only to see a drop off nearly 100 meters in front of him. The men behind him also seemed to notice that Baranor was running out of time, as nearly every single one of them let out a grin, as they approached the edge Baranor slowed to a halt, as did the men behind him. "Give up prince! Just accept what's to come, after all the throne is no longer yours to inherit!" Said the man leading the soldiers "I will never! Not after what you did to my men, not after what he did to my father!" Baranor replied "Hmph! So be it, I offer you life just for you to accept death" The man stated "Life? Life! you offer me death now or later, do you really think i'd be stupid enough to hand over the throne after witnessing your coupe against my father!" Baranor replied "Hmm, it seems your unwilling even till the end, Very well, Archer's! Fire!" The man commanded Baranor was now stuck between a rock and a hard place either jump off the cliff to a seemingly doomed fate or accept the fate that the man in front of him was offering. As he thought what he should do he heard the command the man spouted feeling the stress of the situation and his adrenalin nearly running out he decided. He'd rather die by his own hands than give the man in front of him that satisfaction! As he thought this he immediately took a step back falling to his doom. The man not expecting this looked rather confused only for his face to twist into a grin. 'Finally! Good riddance my dear prince!' The man said as he looked as the boy fell through the tough branches of the trees below Baranor looking up at one of the men that betrayed him thought to himself 'Is this how i really die? Well what can i say, i tried, i gave it my all.......' As Baranor was accepting his fate he thought back on his life only to be filled with rage 'No! I refuse to accept this laying down! Quintin I will come for you! I will come for all those who dare raise their sword to their king! No matter what! even if i have to accept a deal from the devi-' that was the last thought Baranor had before he hit the ground When Baranor hit the ground he didn't even feel the pain, just the shock, as it traveled through his body as his eyes slowly blurred he built up all his will to not pass out 'I refuse! I have to keep moving!' Baranor thought as he turned his body over back up When Baranor was starting to lose hope he started to hear faint whispers as he looked at the direction the whispers came he saw a cave, almost as if the whispers were drawing him in he forced himself to crawl and keep crawling, no matter what Baranor refused to stop crawling. Finally when Baranor arrived to where he heard the faint whispers they became louder almost screaming in his head as he saw it, a ring, resting on what looked to be an ancient place holder for it. Baranor grabbed the ring and lay on his back as he gathered his strength and said "My Fate! Is my own!" As he slid the ring on his finger. -------------------- -Author here Just a quick disclaimer! This novel is heavily inspired by lord of the rings if you couldn't tell also it's because i only ever saw one other story on a ring.
Soul_Monarch000 · 51.7K Views

I Must Kill The Gods

Have you heard of the "Dark Forest Hypothesis"? The cosmic theory that intelligent civilizations remain silent, hiding in the vast darkness of space—ever vigilant for predators lurking in the void. For Earth, this nightmare has become reality. Our world now suffers under dual existential threats: the technologically superior Vertex, alien invaders who claim Earth as their ancestral homeland, and the catastrophic "False Realities"—dimensional tears consuming our planet piece by piece. Within these mythological realms dwell gods and creatures of ancient legend, now twisted into entities desperate to harvest human souls for their very existence. But fate weaves an unexpected thread through this tapestry of doom. Theodore, a man with an unnaturally empty emotional landscape, navigates this dying world with detached precision. Yet beneath his hollow exterior lies something that has been tried desperately to be erased—a truth buried deep within his fractured mind. As Earth's final days approach and the boundaries between myth and reality collapse, fragments of Theodore's true self begin to resurface. The muscle memory of combat. The whispers of a forgotten self. The promised fire that didn't stop burning. In a world where both aliens and gods conspire against humanity's survival, one man will remember his purpose and embrace a terrible truth: He must kill the gods. Want more? Keep in mind my chapters are on average 5k words(that's a lot!) but I'm uploading it into bits on this site so people don't think there's not much content out. Then check out the author's notes at the end of any chapter. I can't wait to see you there! ;)
PrisonerOfFantasy · 27K Views

100 Days To Kill The Prince

{ WARNING: Rated 18+ and intense slow burn} Her entire life has been a silent war against the royal family who framed her father for treason and brutally murdered her Family when she was a child. Years later, the same royal family killed the closest living person in her life leaving her to the fate of the streets at such a young age. Known as the Raven, Viviana is the deadliest assassin in the Abyss guild, a reputation earned through years of training, skill and an unyielding thirst for revenge. When a new contract arrives—to assassinate Dominic, the crown prince of Eldoria within a hundred days—Viviana sees a twisted gift. This prince, she soon discovers, is betrothed to her own Princess, Lilliana, and belongs to the very kingdom she swore to destroy. Arriving at the luxurious palace, Viviana feels a grim satisfaction; this is her chance to finally complete her vendetta, even if it costs her everything. But the royal halls hum with far more than just her target. Secrets, betrayals, and whispers of darker plots cling to every shadow. Viviana quickly learns that the prince isn't just a mark; he's a man burdened by his own dangerous truths, and unsettlingly, he seems to be aware of her presence, perhaps even anticipating her next move, making her job seem difficult. As their paths cross repeatedly, an unforeseen and forbidden love begins to spark between these enemies , an assassin and her target. This dangerous connection threatens to unravel her carefully constructed revenge, forcing Viviana to confront whether her mission is truly worth sacrificing a bond that could offer a future she never imagined. Will her deep-seated desire for revenge prevail, or will the complexities, secrets and truths of the palace and a burgeoning, impossible love redefine her destiny and that of the one she loves? What happens when the prince begins to protect the assassin sent to kill him? Trope: Enemies - to - Bloodshed - forbidden lovers You can read my other books • My Bratty Wife • Reborn: The Duke’s Obsession
Cameron_Rose_8326 · 25.9K Views
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