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The main character has transmigrated to a Mysterious Fantasy Land as a 'Clan Leader'. This is an attempt to paint a realistic reimagination of this mystical world from the perspective of a family member, be it nurturing Spirit Fields, raising Spirit Fish, and developing clan industries on all fronts. While supporting those undeserving elders, our main character becomes their protection, inspiring the younger generation to make a name for themselves by bravely venturing into the Sacred Land's Academies. The family members in this story are harmonious and unified, working together in a concerted effort for a shared future. This fantasy world is not about passionate battles, but rather, it focuses on the enhancement of various family industries, where elements like monetary resources, facilities, house servants, household generals, clan members, relatives, and in-laws are key. Enjoy this attempt to view the stereotypical Mysterious Fantasy world from a fresh perspective.

The new book "I'm Really the Clan Leader" has been released. Please give your recommendations to the new book! I am the introduction divider...... There is no real cruelty or tyranny between races, all that exists is the survival and proliferation of a tribe. An unfamiliar soul, holding a treasure of a heaven and earth, descends onto these desolate wilds, becoming the leader of a small tribe, leading the tribe to dominate a region, from being weak to becoming strong, begins a long journey of conquest.

The notion of destiny is mysteriously unfathomable! Some fight to the death but fail to grasp it, ultimately regretting their journey on the path of immortality. Yet there are those who are born with great destiny, not only blessed with innate talent, their luck is defying the heavens. Heavenly Grade Techniques, rare treasures, Elixirs, no matter where they go, they encounter them! One day, the treasure-hoarding Clan Leader sent a message, "There are too many treasures, our Family's Treasure Vault can't hold them all!" Upon hearing this, Lin Tianming couldn't help but smile wryly. "It seems like treasures have eyes of their own, always finding me when I go out, but this isn't what I intended at all!" PS: This book is also known as "I don't want to be the son of Qi Luck!" "I really don't want to pick up garbage anymore!"

"Sect Master Uncle is just a mortal, who just happens to have his own 'billion' interpretations of various spells." Atop Misty Peak, the sect's senior disciple was educating the new beginners. At that moment, Sect Leader Ye Feng, holding a blade of grass, waved it gently, and a fierce Sword Qi split the sky in two, revealing a dark spatial rift that was difficult to heal, frightening the gods above. The new disciple pointed at the sky, shocked, "And you told me the Sect Leader is just a mortal?"

After transmigrating into a fantasy world and struggling for over a hundred years, the mediocre Han Li had given up. After descending the mountain to take a wife, he discovered he had opened the fantasy world in the wrong way. He could rise to power just by lying flat, so why bother with arduous cultivation and endless fighting? Years later, the Eternal Clan began its quiet rise, its tendrils spreading across myriad realms, manipulating the Great Saints and Immortal Mansions from behind. One day, Han Li, sitting high in the Nine Heavens, watched over his countless descendants, narrating his glorious history. An Immortal Emperor crossed realms intending to obliterate the Han Family, but was flicked to death by Han Li with a snap of his fingers. Suddenly, all realms trembled at the revelation that Patriarch Han was so powerful! [Eternal Flow + Family Flow + Survival Flow]

[Beast Taming Sect, Family Cultivation, Farming Genre] A student who had yet to step into society suddenly transmigrated and became a junior of the Li Clan Beast Taming family, henceforth embarking on the path of cultivation. The story began with the Li family being forced to leave their ancestral lands. This is a cultivation epic of a Foundation Establishment family rising step by step!!!

[Mortal Stream, Family Stream, Farming Stream, Beast Taming Stream, No System] An office worker suddenly found his soul transmigrated to another world, becoming a disciple of a Beast Taming Cultivation family. The story begins with a Cultivation family known as the Zhou Family of Spirit Beasts……

Rising from insignificance, dominating among myriad heavens. The Ye family, a small clan, started its rise from a small mountain village, from martial arts to cultivation. Ye Fan transmigrated to another world, acquiring a system for the rise of the family. There's no resources for the family to cultivate, I’ll learn alchemy. The family's formation isn't strong enough, so I’ll learn the formation. I'll learn all six arts of cultivation, all for the rise of the family. As for my own cultivation? Anything will do, as the family rises, I'll become stronger. My strength is the sum of the family. In the eyes of my sons, Ye Fan, this old man, can do everything. Through the eyes of my wife, Ye Fan is the perfect god of masculinity. In the eyes of the younger generations in the family, Grandpa Ye Fan is an invincible existence.

Reborn into the Lin Family of the cultivator clan, with system notifications at hand All sorts of opportunities followed one after another, and all kinds of calamities and dangers did not touch him Leading the family, step by step, they ascended to the gates of immortality. [Mortal Flow][Family Clan Flow][Beast Taming]

Karl awoke to find himself shockingly reduced to a crippled Evil God confined within a bottle. The Fischer family had inadvertently become his favored members, sharing a fate connected by blood throughout the generations. They established a secret clan, infiltrated the state, manipulated wars, ascended the God Pantheon stairway, and fought for the honor and future of the family. They were assassins lurking in the shadows, beloved scholars, esteemed priests, powerful dukes, and legends in heroic epics. From budding to robust growth, steampunk evolved; the Spirit Realm descended through dreams; witches and ancient gods stepped forth, and people listened to the lost whispers at their ears. They were both the creators and the enders of stories. Generation after generation, in a continuous succession, they marched forward. "Step over my corpse and go on," he said.