[Transmigration | Cultivation | Easygoing | Entry Copying | Slow-Burn Progression | Hidden Strength] Bai Chen transmigrates to a cultivation world with no connections, no money, and no backing. Fortunately, he awakens the Entry Copying System, allowing him to copy one talent entry from another cultivator every month. [Alchemy Origin], [Artifact Dao Origin], [Spirit Plant Dao Body], [Talisman Soul Resonance], [Ten Thousand Beasts Submission]... Talents that others might never encounter in a lifetime gradually become his own. But Bai Chen has no intention of courting danger. His rule is simple: keep a low profile, make friends, and grow stronger where no one is looking. Month after month, he quietly brews pills, refines artifacts, and climbs the ranks from the shadows of his sect-until the day he ascends in a brilliant flash. "Wait-wasn't he just a nobody with mixed spiritual roots? How did he ascend?" Bai Chen calmly waves a hand. "Luck. It was all just luck." Original Author: Brave English Edition: Fat Goose Novel This Wattpad edition includes Chapters 1-30 of the ongoing series. For more stories and publishing updates, please visit the Fat Goose Novel profile.

[Transmigration | Cultivation | Game System | Player Summoning | Sect Building | Comedy] After transmigrating into a world of cultivation, Lu Qing inherited exactly one thing: A ruined sect. The mountains were barren, the halls were empty, and the surrounding wilderness was crawling with monsters and hostile races. Rebuilding the sect should have been impossible. Then Lu Qing discovered that the Sect's Little Assistant could summon "players" from another world-players who believed they had entered a fully immersive game. From that moment on, everything changed. Land abandoned for centuries was cleared overnight by players who treated farming as a hidden quest. Monsters that once terrorized the region were worn down by endless waves of fearless challengers. Invading enemies expected to conquer a dying sect, only to be chased all the way home by people who thought war loot was an event reward. Some players even brought body-tempering techniques back to reality and became world-class fighters. Others turned melodies from the cultivation world into hit songs. Lu Qing watched his sect rise from the ruins with growing satisfaction. He would have been completely satisfied-if his disciples would stop following him around every day, convinced that he was an NPC hiding a legendary questline. Original Author: Crystal Rock Sugar English Edition: Fat Goose Novel This Wattpad edition includes Chapters 1-30 of the English translation. For more stories and publishing updates, please visit the Fat Goose Novel profile.

Lin Jiufeng transmigrated - only to find himself trapped in the body of a century-old man within Yuhua Sect, his frail body little more than a dying flame flickering in the wind, ready to be snuffed out at any moment. Yet fortune had not entirely abandoned him. Blessed with the gift of Heavenly Comprehension, Lin Jiufeng needed only a single glance to perceive the Dao and a single thought to derive new techniques. He reflected upon a hundred years of lived experience - and from those memories, he unraveled the secrets of Immortality. He watched clouds billow and winds gather - and from that sight, he comprehended the Divine Ability to summon storms and call the rain. He observed shooting stars blazing across the heavens and meteors crashing to earth - and from that vision, he forged the art of Daytime Falling Stars. He gazed at flowers blooming and withering in the courtyard, at clouds rolling and unfurling above mountain peaks - and from that stillness, he awakened the power to birth blossoms with a single thought. Tucked away inside the Canon Pavilion of Yuhua Sect, this ancient, unassuming keeper quietly studies, contemplates, and creates - weaving peerless techniques from nothing, one insight at a time. While the world outside churns with conflict and ambition, Lin Jiufeng's comprehension knows no ceiling. The Dao is everywhere. And for him, mastery is only ever one breath away.