This Taoist Master is too Frivolous - Chapter 55 - : How are you not dead yet?

“Your handsomeness attracts the attention of the Goddess of Luck at all times.”Liang Yi, an experienced player, found himself transported into the game world. Inheriting the attributes of his god-level alternate account, he started the game with all stats maxed out.As an NPC favored by the Goddess of Luck, the destined Person of Luck, he had a bright future.However, he quickly discovered that...The ruthless and merciless NO.1 female demon lord from his previous life had become his junior sister in this life! And they even formed a contract! If one party died, the other would die as well.Fortunately, his junior sister before him had not yet turned evil.To prevent himself from being labeled as the antagonist boss by the vast number of players and being killed, he resolutely embarked on the “Junior Sister Educating Plan.”

One day, a Tower appeared, and with it a proclamation by God that Humanity is to be judged for becoming too corrupt.Regression…It’s an ability so fraudulent that it doesn’t require any detailed explanation.Yes, I also agree that it is a fraudulent ability, but…Isn’t it too much to regress due to just a slightest injury…?

Sequel of Allison, taking place about 17 years after the original series.

Xu Zimei found himself reborn, carrying with him all the heaven-shaking cultivation and memories from his previous life.But something was off about the script. Isn’t reincarnation always the protagonist’s theme? However, I was cast as the villain!This is the story of a villain's step-by-step journey to becoming the Demon King.——————————In an era of great strife, where mystical arts resonated!An elder of the True Martial Holy Sect sat at the Willow Bank River Fishing Platform when suddenly he heard the dragon’s roar. Three thousand carps knocked at the gate of life, transforming into the Measureless Golden Dragon, soaring through the firmament, graceful as a startling swan!There were strongmen who measured the heavens and earth with their strides, monks who sat in meditation in temples for three thousand years, achieving sudden enlightenment—auspicious clouds descended, and all laws of magic cheered in chorus.Blood moons darkened the night, rainbows cut through the daylight.There was a swordsman with a wooden sword on his back who, with a turn and a raise of his hand, shattered thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.In the south of the city, a ragged beggar with a broken willow twig dared to assault the Holy Court of a sect that boasted three emperors.