jiangshi

Takeda Kurosu was a young man on his deathbed when he was reborn as an undead monster made to each the flesh of the living in a world full of powerful martial artists. How will he survive in this cruel new world he was put into?

"The Hell is decommissioned. Since Heaven is not acting reasonably, was there a need for Hell to judge the dead and make them atone for their sins?" the Yanluo King said. This decision closed the door for the dead in Lingyu Realm. As time passed, the Yin-Energy in this realm intensifies, to the point all the dead would eventually turn into Jiangshi. A few millennia later, this world was no longer what it used to be. ----- Chen Xuan, a conman who unluckily died due to a car accident, ended up meeting with a pair of gods seeking for candidates to change the situation in Lingyu Realm. But could Chen Xuan do what he was asked? What would Chen Xuan do when he found out that this world was nothing like what he knew from thousands of fiction and fantasy novels? ----- Tag: WPC 224 / Eastern Fantasy / Undead / Taoism / Sword and Magic / Action / Struggle / Isekai / Weak to Strong / Vampire / Eastern Necromancy / System / Adventure / Reincarnation / Apocalypse - Before reading: A quick announcement first before you start reading. This book was written with the help of Grammarly Premium. English is not my primary language, and I am still learning nevertheless. You might see many writing mistakes here and there, especially on tense. If you're the one that could accept writing mistakes like this, I'm sure you'll enjoy the story. - Please remember to vote, review, and comment if you enjoy reading this book. 4 chapters for Vetting, 1 chapter per day until the last day of WPC 224. One bonus chapter for every 100 PS reported on the WPC page and for every 5 reviews. - Thank you, and enjoy reading! For those with questions, please join https://discord.gg/GjjE2FZj52 as one of my sect disciples and talk to me. - Image courtesy of https://www.behance.net/gallery/119467311/RIGOR-MORTIS-

A selfish and greedy man gets his wish…wanting to be able to live even at the cost of others. he got more then he bargained for however when he becomes an undead in a murim world. and the only way to sustain himself and grow stronger is consuming human flesh.

My childhood sweetheart, Adrian Fordham, went to The Tenebrian Zone alone to save his one great love. He fought desperately to escape, only to have one of his kidneys removed and become a limping cripple. Unable to bear seeing the former genius fall from grace, I gave him a startup fund. Later, he lived up to expectations and became a rising star in the business world, a legend in the world of finance. Three months later, I ran into his one great love at his company. She extended her hand to me, but her gaze was condescending: "Hello, I am President Fordham's new Personal Assistant."

The six prefectures of Zhongbo were offered to foreign enemies on a silver platter, and Shen Zechuan was taken into custody in the capital, reduced to a drowning dog* loathed and condemned by all. Xiao Chiye followed the scent of the furor and made his way over. But instead of setting others on him, he kicked Shen Zechuan with his very own leg, rendering the latter an invalid. Who would expect this invalid to turn around and bite him in a counterattack until he was all drenched in blood? That was the start of an epic feud between both men who tore at each other every time they come face-to-face with one another. “Fate wants to bind me here for life, but this is not the path I choose. The yellow dust submerged my brothers deep under. I have no wish to bow in submission to an illusory fate. The imperial edict can’t save my troops, and the imperial court can’t fill the stomachs of my mounts. I’m no longer willing to lay down my life for this purpose. I want to surmount that mountain. I am going to fight for myself.” Note : a ‘drowning dog’ is someone who is down and out, having lost favor or power.

A world where each other is worse than the other There are always people who are unwilling Risking one's life to pull it away from them, them, and them In fact, there was no high-level reason at first. He is just very simple and wants to live a better life. By the way, let the relatives, friends and lovers around you All kind, enthusiastic and honest people Live a better life

Jiangong is the the one that control the resentment in the world. Li Zian is the only Jiangong in the country since none of the other Jiangong wants to step into the country. With the enemy lurking in the dark and Li Zian is still in training, will she able to stop the resentment from the enemy? Thank you for reading Jiangong.

One thief. Fifty-five universes. One trap disguised as a game. Maxwell Wilson was a top student, an origami-obsessed engineer, and a smooth-talking thief with a flair for chaos. But when a stolen bangle drags him out of Paris and into a blinding void, his life becomes anything but clever heists and close calls. He wakes up in Xianjing—a divine death game played across realities. Fifty-five players, each pulled from their universe without warning. Each renamed. Each given one rule: survive. Now answering to the name “Rin Poo” (don’t ask), Max is guided by a cryptic, rule-twisting entity named K, who seems more interested in confusion than fairness. Behind it all, twin gods Ef and Em observe the chaos, worshipping balance, duality, and maybe even... entertainment. Max has no powers. No plan. No real reason to be here. But he’s not planning to die, and he sure as hell isn’t playing fair. Because in Xianjing, breaking the rules might be the only way to understand them. Welcome to the trap. Hope your name still fits by the end.

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.

One day, a strange hand suddenly appeared inside Chi Wan’s interdimensional space. Its owner claimed to be living in the apocalypse—starving, desperate—and begged to trade anything he had for food. Chi Wan stared at the pile of Imperial Green jade, oversized diamonds, and dozens of kilograms of gold bars he offered… and fell into deep thought. …Wasn’t this a little too profitable? From then on, her connection to the apocalypse only grew stronger. The mysterious man—who turned out to be a powerful figure—used his Wood Ability to help her revive rare orchids, cultivate endangered plants, and even harvest zombie crystal cores for the country. As for Chi Wan? She only had three responsibilities: feed him, feed him, and keep feeding him. Somehow, without realizing it, a group of extraordinary men began to gather around her: A genius research scientist. An aloof, abstinent CEO. A cold and ruthless Soldier King… In front of Chi Wan, they were gentle, attentive, and impeccably polite—each trying to outshine the others. Behind her back? They were one step away from tearing each other apart. Meanwhile, on the other side of the spatial link… The so-called King of the Apocalypse clenched his teeth in silence as he listened to these men compete for her attention. As for Chi Wan? “I’m busy getting rich and supporting my family,” she said calmly. “A battle royale of suitors? I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Until one day— An absurdly handsome man appeared at the gates of her villa… carrying a sack filled with gold and jewels. “I’m here to marry into your family,” he declared. Chi Wan glanced at him, then at the newly connected wasteland world inside her space… …and once again fell into deep thought.