Tree Litrpg

Ashlock wakes in the courtyard of a demonic sect... as a tree. A tree that eats people. An odd start to a new life. Almost as strange as the humans flying through the skies on flaming swords and challenging the heavens. After all, this is a world where humans could chase the goal of immortality through the art of cultivation. But Ashlock is merely a sapling in a desolate courtyard, left alone with his thoughts and unable to speak to those passing him by. Unless he does something about it.

There is a newborn evil god—and his name is Ashlock. While technically true, it's a reputation he desperately wishes to change. But with prophecies citing his involvement in the destruction of the world and fanatic members of his cult being a little too good at evil marketing, he has to run with it. After all, he has bigger problems to face. Vincent Nightrose has fully awakened, and the looming Beast Tide is rumored to contain Monarch Realm-level beasts.

Matt is reincarnated as a Tree. Not just any tree, but an overpowered one in a fantasy world that serves as the battlefield for an ongoing conflict between demons and the heroes summoned to oppose them. But Matt can be a great tool against the evil forces. TreeTree (as Matt comes to be known) will learn all sorts of skills, gain levels, and in doing so, build up a forest, train young subordinates, protect a village, and more.

The gods should have agreed to fight the giants and let Ragnarök run its course and bring about the end of time. For a new world could only rise from the ashes of the old. But because the gods prophesied to die refused to take part, Yggdrasil - the World Tree - was forced to act before the stalemate led to the annihilation of the nine worlds and its very existence.  And so I was born. One of the many seeds dispersed by the mighty World Tree, I was teleported through different planes and universes to find a new home where to settle. 

I died a Knight. I woke up a Groundskeeper — Rank F. My party wiped in a deep dungeon. The System offered a respawn with a class re-pick. I reached for a better weapon… and grabbed gardening shears by mistake. The choice locked in. Now I’m assigned to a dead courtyard nobody’s truly cultivated in generations. Rusted shears. A broken rake. A cracked bucket. Zero combat access. The whole academy treats me like useless decoration. Then I clear my first patch of dormant grass and the System records an actual yield. Fine mana grain. Real coin. The grounds aren’t dead—they’ve been ...

Aeon attempts to find the origins of the demons, and ventures into the other realms through the void sea. Join Aeon and the Order as he builds an institution able to protect their own worlds, and take the fight back to the demon controlled worlds. Book four of an epic reincarnation/Isekai LitRPG story about a man who becomes a tree, growing and progressing throughout the ages in an eternal conflict against a demon incursion.

With the conclusion of the alchemy tournament sparking the flames of a civil war between two of the most powerful families in the Blood Lotus Sect, Ashlock and his sect find themselves swept up in the conflict.

In the wake of the Blood Lotus Sect's utter defeat, its previous territories, cities, and noble families are left without a leader. While chaos runs rampant throughout the lands as cultivators decide whether they should bow to their new ruler or flee, Ashlock is unable to give his all to putting out the fires as trouble brews at home.

Ashlock is now half a step into the Nascent Soul Realm. With the long-spanning battle against Nox drawing to a close and the ex-merchant turning over a new leaf, Ashlock and his sect are on the cusp of becoming a regional powerhouse feared by all. However, before they can dominate the world stage, Ashlock must first form an Inner World to complete his ascension. Ten thousand credits and a variety of Star Cores cannot be sourced locally, so Ashlock must spread his roots to neighboring cities and rival sects.

Aeon and the Valthorns expand their reach to the neighboring worlds. They meet new people, new friends, new enemies, and encounter unusual races and creatures, and along the way, they accumulate more power, and build up their war potential.

Stat-heavy LitRPG. No romance. Relentless progression. They told him he'd never earn a Class. Now he's coming to take them down. Caelor Argent grew up on the wrong side of the system. Like all Classless, he was a nobody. Until the day a rare [Wraithguard] Class with spectral skills and abilities awakens his true potential. Now, he's starting to get noticed. A hidden cult has been culling 'problem' Classes for years. Those who grow too strong are wiped out. And Caelor has become their number one target. Bad call. Caelor isn't here to play it safe. He's here to grind, optimize, and win. And ...

LitRPG meets real-world cultivation. Ever wish you could grind real stats like in your favorite progression fantasy? The LitRPG Guide to Taoism and Chi Manipulation cracks open ancient Taoist internal alchemy and rebuilds it as a modern skill tree — complete with HP upgrades, mana pools, debuff clears, and energy circuits you can actually feel. No poetry, no riddles.

Rising from the ashes, Ashlock fully accepts his new reality as a tree. However, he is still surrounded by an antagonistic demonic sect that is too big a threat to face by himself. With no way to run, he must stand his ground and fight. But not alone. It's time for him to gather dependable allies and form his own sect. But a sect is more than the sum of its people. Not only must he gather talented individuals, but he will also need to build a place he can proudly call home in this crazy world.

When a pilot with no name breaks through a rift to a dying world, he and his experimental fighter plane become the only things in the way of a horrific army of monsters that is marching to burn down the mystical world tree and kill its keeper as the final symbol of their grim victory.

In this famous fairytale, the three little pigs remind us that the easiest way, the one that requires less work, is not always the right one. If you want to get something satisfying, you have to give it some commitment.

Ashlock's ascension to the Nascent Soul Realm attracts all the wrong attention. It turns out a spirit tree calling down the wrath of heavens and forming an Inner World is quite the spectacle, so Vincent Nightrose—an ancient threat that has loomed over Ashlock and his sect for far too long—awakens and deems Stella Crestfallen's bloodline ripe for harvesting.

Aeon's expansion has finally attracted the attention of the demons, and they've sent a demonic comet headed towards Aeon's world. Aeon and the Order will now have to plan, build new weapons and tools, expand their forces, learn new powers, and equip themselves to deal with the massive comet that threatens to reset all the progress they've made.

Book 8 of a unique reincarnation isekai LitRPG Series set in a Cultivator world. With millions of views and tens of thousands of followers, this was one of the most popular web serials of 2023. Now, experience the definitive version of the hit story on Kindle, Print, & Audible!...

Sir Alaric Thorne saved the farm. Now, he has to save the party. After successfully smiting the blight and telling the Empire to shove their taxes, Alaric just wanted a quiet season to watch his World-Tree grow. But the tree has other plans. It’s produced a crop of Amber Hops—glowing, vibrating cones of starlight that make a beer so good it literally attracts tourists from other dimensions. Welcome to the Root & Radiance. With a grumpy Dryad as his brewmaster and a crew of Dwarven masons building a tavern out of Deep-Earth marble, Alaric is no longer just a farmer. He’s a publican. ...

After a brush with death that almost cost me everything, I managed to expose Izguril's machinations and imprison the usurper god within me. Now, with no more immediate threats to my survival, I wish that I could take some time to rest, but I can't. Because if the goblin village that has taken up residence within me is thriving, and more adventurers come every day to test their mettle against my traps and monsters, something is nagging at the back of my mind. A dark vision, that was confirmed by none other than the Mistmother - the goddess of foresight.