Living on the streets of Orchard’s Reach, Sen never dreamed about becoming a cultivator. He barely even knew what cultivation was, let alone wanted to do it. When fate intervenes, though, he finds himself the disciple of a cultivator. Like all who find themselves on the path to defying the heavens, Sen will have to decide what kind of person he wants to be and what kind of mark he wants to leave on the world.
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[Action + System + Comedy + MC teaches protagonist disciples + Isekai + Cultivation]
While I wondered why the fender of a nice Cooper was growing bigger, fate spun elsewhere, and I woke up in the body of an Elder in a world of cultivation!
And, of course, there's a system: one that allows me to create any martial art that I can imagine... provided I have enough Creation Points.
And my first disciple just so happens to be a reincarnated monster from 10,000 years ago with an incurable poison that I can cure with my custom creation?
Hey, this can be fun--nope, it's terrifying! The reputation of the guy I took over is just... it's the worst! Not only do I have to raise disciples to earn Creation Points to raise more disciples, I also have to rehabilitate the image that not even the best PR team on Earth could rehabilitate!
These really are some crappy starting circumstances...
In the Kingdom of Ferris, mages are not born but made. Through the might of magic and arms, Ferris has grown to rule nearly the entire known world. Vayne was not intended to become anything more than an advisor to the nobility. His life was set, and he would live and die as a servant, never knowing anything else.
However, a vision of his future reveals the terrible truth. Vayne would grow to become the strongest mage of his time, only to fall in battle with strange invaders from beyond the impassible oceans.
Will Vayne follow his intended path, hoping to eke out a quiet life of servitude until his world ends? Will he follow his visions, fighting a hopeless battle? Or will he defy fate and forge himself into the greatest mage the world has ever seen?
A rewrite of my first story, with some pretty hefty storyline changes and improvements.
What to Expect: A slow-life xianxia with crafting, character-heavy writing, and exploring the world and people of Xianxia in a way the genre usually skips over.
Booker has woken up in the wrong body; a body ruined by drug-use, trapped in a dead-end life as the lowest possible form of apprentice in a massive sect.
But all this doesn't faze Booker. He's got a positive attitude, and when he looks into the mountains he sees a climb waiting for him. Better yet, he has the assistance of a magical book that will help him craft any pill in existence perfectly - a skill alchemists would fight and die for. With his skills in crafting, his patient soul, and his relentlessly upbeat attitude, Booker is climbing the first of many mountains.
Book 1 Stubbed November 19th Synopsis: Sometimes the multiverse needs expanding. That's where I come in. Unfortunately being a deity isn't all fun and games, as there are always things working against you. Not even the Overgod of the Multiverse can change that.
Longer Summary: Twelve souls were chosen to expand into the void surrounding the multiverse, and were given a grace period in which they could expand their domains in relative safety. Once that period is up, however, the created universes will be able to interact with each other and other universes...as well as be at the mercy of the Void. I am one of those souls, and it's not easy. Between trying to raise up gods to defend my realm with, guiding mortals, accidentally making a xianxia world, and dealing with my own children, I have my work cut out for me. Now I know why back on Earth gods worked in mysterious, invisible ways. There's just too much to be done.
What to expect: Worldbuilding in the most literal sense, lots of POV's, Xianxia elements, and more. The LitRPG elements are very light, be warned if you're coming in for that.
This is a rewrite of an old story. It's been about six years since I dropped the previous, and having grown as an author and person, I decided to revisit the concept. The old one will be left up, for anyone who wants to revisit it or look at it from a legacy standpoint.
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Some accept their place in this world, while others struggle against fate itself, defiant to death.
Heaven, indifferent and uncaring, reigns supreme over all.
The Yellow River Saga is an epic Xianxia adventure told in a classical style that brings to life a captivating world of adventure, mystery and intrigue.
At the center of the tale is Yu Chen, a young boy who once dreamed of a simple life but now finds himself thrust upon the path of cultivation instead. Guided by an enigmatic being of unfathomable power, he begins a journey of personal transformation, one that will shake the foundations of the world, and test the limits of his spirit and will.
Join Yu Chen and step into a beautiful and perilous world, exploring the endless mysteries that await him along the Yellow River.
Perfect for readers interested in a slow burning story of self-discovery and growth, The Yellow River Saga is a classic Xianxia experience that aims to compete with the best in the genre.
Everybody wants a second shot at life. Many get it - chosen by roaming angels and sent off to another word full of magic and cultivation, where they can live in ways that could only be dreamed of on earth. Where the only thing that dictated their fate was power.
Anyone that met Chance would have agreed that he deserved it more than most.
Life isn't that easy. Just like everything else, there are rules and regulations - and Chance didn't make the cut. Not until a lucky encounter gets him a one-way ticket to his future. A world where he can make something of himself.
If only Chance hadn't landed in the middle of an endless maze full of monsters salivating for his life. Isolated and lost, the only thing he has to work with is his strange, luck based magic and his determination to finally live a life worth living.
Fortunately, he has a whole lot of good Karma built up.
I am Titan Maximus Chadman, the seventh head of Alpha Cultivation sect. I practice the Dao of Chadness and cultivate Big D energy. To grow my powers, I must be alpha in every situation.
Now that foreign cultivators have taken over Earth, I may be modern civilization’s only hope.
Discord link Beware! -Deadpan satire -Epic battles -Wholesome manliness
Soldiers may have a lucky knife, or lucky boots, but never a lucky sword. Because all swords are lucky, and it's all the same sort of luck. It points both ways. Labeling a sword "Lucky" is taunting both the gods of fortune. The old man who plays dice, and the ladies who do not. There are only two types of soldiers who would touch such a sword. Those who don't know what the symbol meant, but if you've been a soldier long enough you know the symbols. And then there's the sort of soldier who does it anyway.
Those soldiers, if they don't die, stick close to them. Because if they don't die, then they really do have one of the gods of luck on their side. The longer they live, the tighter you stick to them. Until their luck runs out, and if it runs out in battle? Then run. There's no contract or oath worth fighting for in the face of that omen, child. Because if a Soldier of Fortune dies, then either the Old Man is rolling his dice or the Ladies are clipping their threads.
And if they're working together? Then you can't run far or fast enough, because the web is woven and the dice are loaded.
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This is a story about a sword, a dying old man, the slave boy that he saves from bondage, and a spy. The sword's not magical, the old man isn't a hidden master, the boy is just sort of special, and the spy's not very good at her job. Yet they disrupt the status quo of a powerful Orthodox Sect and destroy a clandestine clan, shaking the foundations of an empire.
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