Fire Mage - Chapter 659 A Shadow

Majiatisi Lei En, the sole Descendant of the Heroes is the nightmare of his entire town.

The apprentice of a proud Warlock, Lei En works hard to learn his trade unknowingly causing mayhem for those around him.

So when he stood on the tower of the Supreme Wizard, shouting with a heroic flair:

”I want to be the greatest of the alchemist of the Shenji Continent!”

A resounding roar of, “Boos” from the townspeople was the only response he got.

- Description from Novelupdates

What is my 1000-year-old monster self to do when I’ve failed my immortal ascension? Time travel — accidentally — and wind up back in my 9-year-old body, needing to re-cultivate, of course. But after that? Get REVENGE! Muahahahaha! But the idiot who killed me — also accidentally — was the main character of the dumb harem Xianxia I transmigrated into. But wait. Wasn’t he only 7 or 8 at this point in time? Well, since I can’t harm a child or the main character without suffering in some way, then I’ll just have to raise him better, faster, stronger, and loyal! Muahahahaha!

“Lin Yi, I'm pregnant...”“Oh my God, triplets?”Lin Yi was immersed in boundless shock.“Ding! The Good Father System is officially activated!”“Newbie reward: A 400 square meter luxury villa in the city!”“Be nicer to your wife and children, and you'll have more chances to trigger rewards, oh!”Lin Yi was ecstatic.“Xue Mei, let's get married!”

A young man plagued by recurring nightmares finds himself visiting a blind fortune teller, who sends him to a world of martial arts that looks a lot like the wuxia stories he used to read.

In the sky of this world, a tome shines every now and then, revealing the hierarchy of mighty beings that seek power amid troubled times. Determined to unravel the mysteries of his involuntary journey and the secrets of the world he has ended up in, he endeavors to ascend the tome’s rankings, all while looking for a path back home.

Official Chinese blurb

Wandering the jianghu with a blade and wine, where beauties’ grace is filling one’s mind.

A youth, saber on his back and wine gourd at the waist, strides forth, yet the jianghu of his heart seems only more elusive;

With each flipped page of the Tome of Troubled Times, decades of nights soaked in rain pass over the jianghu.

As he suddenly turns to look back, he finds that the mortal world has shattered in his wake.