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I Secretly Develop Myself In The Demon World
3.96
Su Nan accidentally came into contact with a game called "Demon World" and obtained a unique talent. Just as he thought he would showcase his skills in the game, he discovered various signs indicating that the game he played was not simple. Rampaging players, immortal demons, possessed monsters... All sorts of incredible things happened one after another, and the real world gradually became bizarre. Sensing the danger around him, Su Nan decisively chose to secretly develop himself. When the game merged with reality, he looked back and realized that he had long become the biggest demon in the eyes of the players. -
My Informative Cultivation Life
Yang Ji transmigrated to a world of immortals, where he could see various information displays invisible to others. He looked at a chunk of ore, "Mystic Iron Ore". He looked at a dead frog, "Died of Gu Insect, dead for fifty breaths". He looked at the sky, "The sky is overcast, and a heavy rain will pour down in an hour". He looked at humans, "Thinking", "I want to seize your body", "Angry", "Sneaky". When he looked at himself, a proficiency panel appeared. With the attributes he could see, Yang Ji sought good fortune and avoided disaster. Step by step, he walked the path to the supreme immortal way. -
One more catty, one more attribute point
Su Heng had traversed to a world where demons were resurrecting, and the human realm was like hell. Water ghosts, fog demons, and drought monsters... powerful demons plagued the land. Major clans used fierce spirits for medicine, residing high above the clouds, while common folk struggled desperately amidst a divine, eerie apocalypse. In these chaotic times, Su Heng awoke with the talent of a Celestial Eater. His body grew limitlessly, gaining a property point for every pound he gained in weight. The bizarre and terrifying demons who slaughtered cities and eradicated nations were, to him, the most sweet and superior ingredients. He devoured their flesh and blood, feasted on their sinews and bones, plundered their Divine Skills, and seized their destinies. From the "Pure Yang Skill" to the "Heavenly Demon Transformation Technique," from the "Golden Bell Guard" to the "Demon Buddha's Golden Body," even the most ordinary martial arts in Su Heng's hands could burst forth incredible power. Years later... Su Heng's demonic body was colossal, his weight immeasurable. With a hundred hearts and a thousand arms, mortals were nothing more than ants to him — all gods and buddhas of the heavens, come to battle! ... This book is also known as "Godzilla of The Low Martial World." -
Study Monster Cultivation System
4.34
[Have you become more learned today?] [Accounting for the capacity of your brain, your study efficiency has been increased to 28 times that of normal.] [The remaining amount of energy you have for studying today, 26 hours.] [You will enter an exhausted state when your energy is depleted and be unable to obtain new information.] [Please relax by using the functions within the system and restore your energy as soon as possible.] With limited energy and the onset of fatigue, the Study Monster had no time to think too much--papers to come! Had the heavens not grant me this system, the unending sea of knowledge would seem like a long night. -
Absolute Destiny Game
Nameless Traveler, "If you could bring the martial arts, Inner Strength, Daoist skills, Divine Skills, and other abilities you've learned in the game into reality, would you play such a game?" Gamer, "Of course, I would play. Is there really such a great thing?" Nameless Traveler, "Then, if you were to die in the game, and you would also die in reality, would you still play?" Gamer, "Let me think about it—um, I think I would play, as long as I'm careful to avoid provoking higher-level monsters." Nameless Traveler, "What if the game was so difficult that a Little Monster at the entrance of a village could easily chop you down, would you still play?" Gamer, "……" -
They all call me Great Master
The protracted 'witch hunting' had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years' War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— "Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!"
