COI (Circle of Inevitable), Dao of the bizarre immortal aside, it's been 2+ years since I have read any cn novels.

I'm tired of the usual xianxia cultivation with qi condensation, foundation establishment etc.

I'd like you all to recommend me some cn novels (kr is alright too, if they're good) with Cthulhu Inspired/Cosmic Horror setting like the two novels above.

I like the mc to be male, harem or not doesn't matter, as long as it's not boy love. No system bs unless it's really well integrated in the setting.

I checked novel update and the other I have found and read a bit are:

Deep Sea Embers (Feel kind dry, mc has no interest in romance, but most of his crew are women)

Shrouded Seascape (Only read the first two chapters, but it seems like it's similiar to LotM, is it good?)

The Last Gentleman (Eh, it seemed interesting, but the gentleman thing is kinda weird)

Any additional recommendations are welcomes, thank you all in advance

The blue sword can cut everything in the world, even destroy the meaning of destruction, and the sword cannot be dodged.

The red one drives everyone crazy and makes them fight each other, the more fighting there is, the stronger the sword is

The purple one is soul focused which is designed to kill everything and becomes more powerful by using souls, the more killing there is the stronger the sword.

The green one can copy itself countless times and each copy can change size and transform into any weapon in the world and the more swords there are in the world, the more powerful this sword becomes.

Their power levels are the same and what they have in common is that they can break the rules.

This old carpenter have many tricks in his sleeve https://youtu.be/DpefYPLH67A?si=GeTLRifec9JgcbuZ

I think this was a reference to a mobile cultivation game where you had to give the wife candidate spirit stones and court them for hundreds of years until you get their affection meter high enough.

Senior and junior, I want a good xainxia novel with old monsters and mcs but without a Harem and where the mc is forced to survive under harsh circumstances(something like RI)

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Juniors these days

This senior won't include the spear because it would clearly outmatch both weapons.

Sauce cultivation against hero society My fellow cultivators we have to raise arms against the people of the island nation and against their schemings. Our dragon nation is being underestimated let us show our might. How dare they try to take the trash young master position and give it their old bastards.

“Just 10,000 more years and I’ll be noticed by an immortal king sect “

I think they're trying to say that being non-african is slang for being unlucky... which is better than the alternative I guess. Can't tell if that's what the author meant or if the mtl blessed me by hiding the racism through reversal tactics

Just had a weird dream this morning I thought I’d share with you.

So I find myself inside a dream for the first time in I don’t know how long. I’m in this sort of post apocalyptic dilapidated street, in my Fallout 4 character armor outfit, my trusty Righteous Authority in hand. The streets are empty, the place basically abandoned.

When suddenly… the music changes to something ominous. Ahead, I see a sort of Supermutant? In the moment, I think and I’m convinced that it’s a Supermutant. One running away from what looks like a goddamn white walker from games of thrones. The Supermutant is fleeing while emptying an entire canister of bullets on the white walker. Of course, it was doing nothing. That is when I decided to intervene. I come in, spring into action, and pull the trigger, releasing a controlled, short burst of laser fire at the side of the white walker.

It’s super effective. It leaves angry red blisters/burns that look heated on its ice body.

The white walker stops, turns around to snarl at me. I can see its health bar hovering above its head (for some reasons I don’t question at the time), which tells me that it had less than a fifth of its health left. The white walker charges at me and ignores the Supermutant. I smirk and enter V.A.S.T, the world slowing down to a crawl. I aim for its head while in V.A.S.T, there is a 70~% or something of my target hitting him. Good enough. I pull on the trigger, and then with a single, controlled, burst of laser fire, I explode its head. The head comes out in a frozen explosion of ice shards and molten glass.

Later, I discuss with the super mutant I just rescued. Can’t remember the details of our convos, but it goes like “Need some help? I’m the general of the Minutemen's commonwealth.” I’m in character. The line comes out of my mouth naturally. It’s a weird state of mind when I’m partially aware I’m dreaming but at the same time, in the moment, I truly believe that I’m the general of the Minutemen. “We need to regroup with some survivors and repel those monsters. Feeling up to the task?” I ask the Supermutant.

He roars out at me for daring to even question his courage and sense of honor after I went out of my way to save his life. “Today, you saved me. Tomorrow, I will save you, brother.” He answers, talking slowly while pointing his finger at himself then me. To which I nod with a small pleased smile.

So here we go, roaming the streets of this post-apocalyptic city, encountering some wandering wings, ice spiders and the odd white walker. Of course I gun them down all easily. With a swagger to my steps and a smirk on my lips. I was having fun.

After walking for a while and killing any and every hostile in our path, we come across some survivors and help them. Soon, we are a good half dozen and clearing a block of the city. During all of this, I don’t know why, but I notice that normal rifles– automatics and semi-automatics– or guns aren’t doing much damage to the white walkers. The wings? Yes, but you really have to empty entire magazines on them and basically reduce them to small chunks through blunt trauma, I guess, to put them down for good.

In hindsight, I think this was my dreaming tendency of spiking up the difficulties of things even when it made no sense. To add that sense of hopelessness to the situation?

Anyway, Laser pistols and fusils on the other hand easily kill them. So I started equipping my small army with those and gave them some fusion cells, like 30 per person. I remember fearing that we’d run out of ammo soon at this rate if we don’t come across a fusion cell supply or something. At this point, the line between dream and consciousness had blurred. I forget that I’m dreaming and am one hundred percent immersed in my role and so, I’m acting like my usual cheap-self on ammo like I would in game. I still keep a good two hundred or so cell fusions for myself, however. Selfishness and all that.

Things are going alright. We’re saving more and more people, killing even more monsters. I think we’re 20 survivors strong at that point and I’m thinking about finding a good place to set up a settlement and supply line. Suddenly though, I find my head beheaded and my view changes from first person to third pov, giving me a front view as my headless body falls on the ground and my head rolls out. With the same music playing when my character dies.

It came out of nowhere…

I didn’t have the time to check my surroundings or see what killed me. In hindsight, I should have kept spamming the V.A.S.T checks like I do when walking in dangerous zones in the game. Don’t know why I didn’t.

Anyways, I’m dead but no panic, I know that I’m immortal. I just need to go back to my last save. But problem? There isn’t a last save… I don’t remember making one since starting my campaign. So I start to panic for real but quickly, I find myself back into my character, first pov, moments prior to my death.

I don’t know the logic nor question it, but basically, I go back 5 seconds or so before my death. So cool. Until it’s no longer as the next two minutes are a fast montage of: “you died.”

It’s fucking frustrating, whatever I do, doesn’t work. Shooting widely around me to slow down or even expose the location of my attacker doesn’t work. Trying to dodge by throwing myself to the side doesn’t work. Involving my men doesn’t work either. Nothing I do does.

So I die a couple of times before going fuck it and activate VATS the second I reload to my location (Don’t ask me why I didn’t do it first. DON’T).

And there it is, at long last I can see it.

The sharp hand thrusting for my head. Attached to a head full of ice-white hair. Grey eyes, plump lips, bitch-resting face with sharp features and a high nose. White hair styled in a bum and wearing for some reason a qipao.

A scantily dressed, big-tittied White Walker.

‘Waifu’. As soon as I see her my mind squeals in delight even as I dodge the sharp fingers thrusting for my head and grip her arm before pivoting my body around. I flow her attack into a textbook judo-throw (which I don’t know how to execute but execute perfectly here) and slam down the scantily-clad female white walker.

I pin her down, put one knee on her back and restrain her hands while she struggles. “Well, well, well. What do we have here?” In the dream, I flash her a smirk dripping with smugness. She only snarls at me. “If you don’t cease resisting, I’ll be forced to break your arms.”

She sneers. “How dare you! Unhand this young mistress immediately if you want a painless death!”

Huh. She can talk. And another huh. We are dreaming Xanxia now? This is going all over the place. I figure something of that sort (anime-esque) is now on the menu when she first shows up. And now, I was back to being aware this was a dream. Hard not to when your thoughts start heading a certain way.

I remember ignoring her order to ask her, “What’s your name?”

To which she turns her nose up at me, “You’re not worthy of knowing this young mistress name and even less of laying your eyes on her magnificence!”

That just makes me smirk even more. I definitely know where this was going, alright. So, I decide to fuck with her (figuratively) and needle her with questions.

Gist of it? Turns out, she’s one of the generals of the big bad guy, the Dark Lord or something (?) (my first thought was fiancee or daughter) and she was sent by him to investigate what’s happening here since I killed a bunch of his generals or whatever.

We go back and forth for a while but I manage to trick her into accompanying me in order to redeem her honor because I survived her assassination attempt and lay hands on her. Knowing where this is heading, I’m making plans to turn her into the good guys’ side. I mean, I’m on the opposite-side of an Evil Overlord’s list. I know the trope

Unfortunately, from there, things are blurry and I don’t remember much of what happens. My phone’s alarm clock wakes me up, and I’m left with a profound sense of loss, of incompletion.

I was mildly annoyed when I woke up. I didn’t complete the journey I embark into where by the end, I’d fuck the girl. That left a bad taste in my mouth.