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Died for no reason at all.

Ning Hong was suddenly bound to a portable system that made him travel through world after world, saving those innocent cannon fodders who met tragic ends.

Single female lead, fantasy.

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The main story briefly describes the cultivation journey of the protagonist Ye Suixin and the female lead Ye Xiyun.

The road ahead is bumpy, how will they cope?

After transmigrating, Su Mingyun found himself stranded on a small island overseas, bound to a system and becoming its island master.

One year, he suddenly felt like hosting a banquet.

"The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month is approaching. Invite some distinguished guests to the island to enjoy the Laba porridge together."

The envoy from the island accepted the order and went to various worlds to invite many influential figures.

As soon as they arrived on the island, they were stunned by everything they saw.

The servants who were cooking, washing vegetables, and serving dishes on the island all possessed the strength of Great Emperors, while others were unfathomably powerful.

Mythical beasts and super-mythical beasts were common sights on the island, and all sorts of divine-level spiritual items were everywhere.

Moreover, a fearsome Great Yellow Dog was so terrifying that it prevented them from acting recklessly.

In the end, the powerful guests looked at the poisonous substance in their bowls and fell silent.

They still drank the Laba porridge.

They did not die.

"Hmm, it smells delicious. It's good to be alive!"

“Senior, when can I leave Yuexi’s sea of consciousness?”

“What? Are you telling this Seat what to do?”

“I wouldn’t dare. Yuexi is just asking. After all, having someone staying in a woman’s sea of consciousness...”

Yuexi didn’t dare continue, fearing the demon would get angry and do something unpredictable.

Ji Yun snorted coldly, “This Seat has cultivated for a thousand years, what kind of women haven’t I seen? Such a woman’s narrow view.”

“Yuexi didn’t mean it like that…”

“Then what did you mean? Do you think this Seat is lusting after your body?”

“No… is it?”

…

Ji Yun was stunned for a moment. How did this woman find out? Was he too obvious? Impossible, my acting skills are excellent.

“Why do you think so? This Seat is merely borrowing your sea of consciousness to heal, I don’t recall any inappropriate actions!”

“Senior, you didn’t let Senior Brother touch me.”

“This Seat doesn’t like him.”

“Senior, you also didn’t let Senior Brother look at my legs.”

“He is vulgar.”

“You!”

Transmigrated to another world, becoming a sin clan suppressed by the Heavenly Dao.

My enemies include the Ye Clan, Xiao Clan, Chu Clan, Shi Clan, Lin Clan, Wang Clan, and so on.

Damn, how am I supposed to play this?

Since you guys won't play fair, I'll have to activate my system.

Spirit Stones, cultivation techniques, elixirs, everything is amplified ten thousand times.

No guns, no cannons, we'll just grab and charge!

Chen Zhou has transmigrated, possessing no cultivation talent.

He became an abandoned disciple of the immortal sect, looked down upon by his peers, experiencing the full package of a transmigration.

This is really annoying. Who wants to cultivate? I have the Salted Fish System; I can cultivate just by lying down and sleeping.

"As long as the host is lazy enough, all attributes will be maxed out!"

"Ding, the host hasn't cultivated for one minute, Vitality +1."

"Ding, the host hasn't cultivated for sixty minutes and obtained the cultivation technique "Great Might Heavenly Dragon"!"

"Hey, System, can you keep it down? You're disturbing my sleep!"

Note: YanYan is born without feeling pain; even if he is injured, he can’t feel it.

In his previous life, Lin Qingyan was deceived by s*umbags, framed by white lotus, ab*sed by netizens, shouted at, beaten, and finally died miserably in a dilapidated house.

After being reborn, he decided to stay away from the s*umbag and the white lotus and concentrate on his career, only to find that the man who took care of him in his previous life before he died turned out to be a famous business tycoon – Gu Fei.

In Nancheng, the Gu family is a well-known wealthy family, and it is rumoured that the head of the Gu family is Gu Fei. Gu Ye is cold-hearted, and he never gets close to others.

Until one day he picked up a homeless little pitiful one from the road and brought the little pitiful one home. The little pitiful one, who is very well-behaved and soft, does not resist when he is bullied; he just lowers his eyes and blushes. His slender eyelashes tremble lightly, and he whispers in embarrassment.

The little one is so obedient; master Gu can only spoil and indulge, holding him in the palm of his hand for fear of falling or getting hurt.

It turns out that all encounters have been planned for a long time.

He Zifeng discovers that he is actually the cannon fodder character in a farming novel. His stepmother’s son is the main character gong, who manages to marry the village chief’s youngest son thanks to his sweet talk, leading to a life that prospers as if it were on cheat mode.

Meanwhile, He Zifeng barely gets by, with his husband and child living like little beggars. Everyone ridicules him, comparing him to the main character and making him look like a useless mess.

After being reborn, he has no intention of dealing with the various troublesome actions of the main character gong. Instead, he focuses on farming, setting up a stall, and raising his child, eventually becoming prosperous. Without his cooperation, the main character gong fades into obscurity.

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Old Laozi left Hangu Pass with an umbrella that repays death, and much of the south wind blew past. Those who saw it never returned.

Right and wrong, grievances and resentments, causes and consequences, all escape the chessboard set by heaven and the hands controlled by saints. She vaguely remembers that the previous saintly being traveled west from Gu Pass during the chaotic Spring and Autumn period. In a bloody world, he left behind an umbrella that repays death for the common people.

Where did the saint go when he left for the west?

Bai Yuan also did not know. She inherited this umbrella that repays death, left by the saint, to announce the deaths of those who died unjustly.

Bai Yuan roamed the boundary between life and death, never asking heaven, earth, or the saints why such a situation existed.

However, the world is vast, and saints come and go without a trace.

Bai Yuan fixed her gaze on Zhou Yaren. The foolish people all believe that blind masters communicate with gods and ghosts, equating it with dealing with ghosts and evil spirits, which is truly degrading. However, the true blind sect transmits teachings by listening to the wind, inherits the scholars of past sages, and is an envoy of heaven and earth. They can hear the sounds of heaven and earth, the words of past sages, and resolve eternal doubts.

This is a great talent, capable of great use, and of course should be kept by her side.

Content Tags: Supernatural, Ancient Fantasy, Metaphysics, Drama

Bai Yuan, Zhou Yaren, Lu Bing, Li Liuyun, Chen Ying

A single sentence summary: For generations, calamities, and unjust grievances shall be redressed.

Concept: May there be no unjust grievances in the world.

Synopsis: Jiang Huaisu transmigrates into a white magpie, one that hasn't taken human form yet.

Soaring high, just as she's about to experience the thrill of flight, an arrow pierces her wing, and she falls into the hand of the one who drew the bow.

It's a delicate little boy. She hears a servant call him, Third Young Master.

Through clever maneuvering, Jiang Huaisu manages to save her life and spends her days pondering how to escape the young master's birdcage.

One day, she unexpectedly discovers that this place is actually the world of Journey to the West!

And that Third Young Master has an extraordinary background; he's actually an earthly avatar of Prince Nezha!

...The childhood male god filter shatters on the spot.

*

Jiang Huaisu is curious about what Nezha's true form looks like, and she sneaks a peek.

On the battlefield, the young deity stands with fire under his feet and a face like cold jade. His eyes are beautiful, but lack expression.

—Is this what Nezha looks like in the Heavenly Realm? He seems rather unapproachable.

By then, Jiang Huaisu has parted ways with the "Third Young Master" and latched onto the main male protagonist of Journey to the West.

Unfortunately, this leg is also a troublemaker. Not long after, he raises his banner and declares himself king on Flower Fruit Mountain, proclaiming himself the Great Sage Equal to Heaven. His arrogant demeanor attracts troops from the Heavenly Realm to suppress him.

The young vanguard, dispatched by imperial decree, wears red silk and stands on the clouds, with a vast sea of heavenly soldiers behind him.

The young man's eyesight is extremely sharp, and he immediately spots Jiang Huaisu, hiding in the dark to watch the spectacle.

Descending on his Wind Fire Wheels, he stares intently at the girl's face, looking thoughtful—

"Have we met before?"

*

Time has passed, and Nezha is no longer the Nezha of that year. For some unknown reason, he decides to confess his love to her.

"I'm sorry for plucking your feathers back then. You can pluck mine back!"

Jiang Huaisu pretends to sigh, "But His Highness the Third Prince is a lotus incarnation; he has no feathers for me to pluck."

"...Then you can pinch my petals, I won't get angry at all."

Important Trigger Warnings/Notes:

① Not a strong female lead, not a major female protagonist story.

② This is my interpretation of Journey to the West and my interpretation of Nezha. Some settings are derived from the Investiture of the Gods or folk legends and should not be taken as historical fact. Please do not equate this with the image of the orthodox deities.

Content Tags: Supernatural, Classic Literature, Transmigration, Mythology

Jiang Huaisu, Nezha, Figures from Journey to the West

One Sentence Summary: A little lotus falls from the sky.

Concept: Nothingness breaks nothingness.