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Golden Mage

Golden Age of Cultivation

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?
ruben_boneth · 1.4K Views

Fire Mage

John Browning, a former underworld assassin, went to his friend Angele's wedding party but ended up meeting his former colleagues. Before he could think that the whole wedding ceremony was a setup to catch him, he felt dizzy all of a sudden! At that moment, he knew that his lifelong friend had already betrayed him and sold him out. John was humiliated in front of hundreds of people and was forced to kneel in front of Thomas, the underworld assassin organization leader. Within a few minutes, they beat him brutally, dragged him to some underground basement, and then locked him in a gloomy room. John felt bitter when thinking about his friend's betrayal. He laid on the cold floor for two days and died miserably. But his story didn't end there. … In a world filled with magic and mystic powers, John Browning woke up in an 18-year-old boy's body. Before he could open his eyes and see his current situation, he felt someone was dragging his body. 'How am I still alive?' He got puzzled inside. But after a few seconds, John learned from the young boy's remanent memories that he was transmigrated to a mystical fantasy game-like world filled with magic and mystic powers! [Author's Note: The Mc will take some time to walk on the path of a fire mage due to less information about the world. So, don't get mad at me guys. If you feel anything wrong with the story, feel free to give me a review or comment. I will try my best and correct it. Have a happy reading!] ... If someone wants to contact me, you can send a request to my Instagram account or just send a mail. Contact via: akauthor02@gmail.com Discord: https: https://discord.gg/mYwPPbs6 Instagram Id: https://www.instagram.com/akauthor02/?hl=en Cover Pic credit: RafaelMousob
Ak02 · 3.2M Views

The Apex Mage

Eriol the Wise is revered as the first Archmage Supreme of Nefaria, a position that would become synonymous with magical excellence and leadership. Born over 800 years ago, Eriol was a prodigious talent, demonstrating an uncanny affinity for magic from a young age. Eriol's meteoric rise through the ranks of Nefaria's magical hierarchy was marked by groundbreaking discoveries and innovative spellcraft. His pioneering work in the field of arcane magic laid the foundation for Nefaria's eventual dominance in magical pursuits. As the first Archmage Supreme, Eriol established the Council of Mages, a governing body that would oversee the development and regulation of magic within Nefaria. He also founded the prestigious Wysteria Academy of Magic, which would become a bastion of magical learning and excellence. Near the end of his life, Eriol embarked on a final, ambitious project. Using a mysterious and ancient form of magic, he condensed his vast knowledge and experience into a small, glowing bead. This bead, known as the "Echo of Eriol," contained the distilled essence of his wisdom, waiting to be passed on to a worthy successor. Eriol entrusted the Echo to his most promising apprentice, a young mage named Thalyssra. With his final breath, Eriol instructed Thalyssra to consume the bead, ensuring that his knowledge would live on. Thalyssra, driven by a sense of duty and curiosity, ingested the Echo. As the Echo's energy coursed through Thalyssra's being, she began to undergo a transformation. Her body began to shift and contort, her cells rearranging themselves into a new, symbiotic form. Thalyssra's consciousness expanded, merging with the collective knowledge of Eriol. The result was a sentient, magical symbiote, imbued with the wisdom and experience of the first Archmage Supreme. This symbiote, now a separate entity from Thalyssra, set out to find a suitable host, one who would allow it to fulfill its purpose: to pass on Eriol's knowledge and continue his legacy. Throughout the centuries, the symbiote, known as the "Eriolian Echo," has searched for worthy hosts, bonding with those who demonstrate the potential to wield Eriol's knowledge wisely. Those who host the Echo are granted unparalleled magical insight, allowing them to unlock new heights of power and understanding. The Eriolian Echo remains a mysterious and elusive entity, sought after by many, but found by few. Its existence has become the stuff of legend, inspiring generations of mages to strive for greatness, in the hopes of one day being chosen by the Echo as a worthy host.
GaigeratorRex_ · 6.2K Views

Golden Enclosed

Shi ZhenXian slid his boot across the mud and nearly fell off the mountain. What an idiot! He thought to himself, gritting his teeth. He couldn’t even remember the last time he had been in such difficulty during a fight. The night before the Taoist cultivator could not resist the temptation to drink the liquor that he had longed to taste; so, as soon as the first sip slipped into his throat, all sense of responsibility vanished just as quickly. The Taoist blinked twice, looked at the empty flask in a mixture of sadness and disbelief. That joy was as immense as it was fleeting. He didn't even have time to think that he fell backwards on the wooden floor with a thud. "Ahahah ...", a light laugh escaped from his lips "What the fuck have I done". His vows required him to abstain from worldly pleasures, which included wine. - At the end, Shi ZhenXian imprisoned the man he was fighting with. He went to see him to try spilling something out of him, and in the moment the man saw Shi ZhenXian, his eyes widened and his face twisted into a grimace of shock and fear. He opened his mouth and it seemed clear to everyone what he was about to do. He was about to bite his tongue off! Shi ZhenXian's he ran towards the prisoner and blocked his jaw with his hand, placing the hollow between his fingers and thumb between the man's teeth. They sank into Shi ZhenXian's hand, who did not bat an eye, but remained still, restraining him by the head. “Not so fast.”
Silver_light_s · 12.5K Views
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