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Monster? Ghost? Hallucination? Yang Shifei’s face was filled with stunned disbelief. Aside from its wuxia elements, did this world truly have some supernatural powers as well, and he had just happened to run into them? He abruptly looked back, only to discover that the Luo Residence maid who had led him here had already vanished without a trace. “...” The dim courtyard was silent. Only strands of night wind drifted past. Cold sweat instantly seeped across Yang Shifei’s back, and…-
24.4 K • Ongoing
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Xia Nan was a farmer, and dealing with the golden wheat in the fields was his true profession. The so-called "adventures" that often only appeared in the mouths of bards and old men at the edge of the village would probably never have anything to do with him in his entire life. But at this very moment, to be able to sit in this rudimentary campsite as a member of the bottom-of-the-barrel party, Xia Nan naturally had his own extraordinary quality. According to the memories left behind by the…-
80.3 K • Ongoing
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Holding the chicken, Ye Yaodong looked at the group of childhood friends seated around the table, his eyes filled with laughter. Money or no money, happiness was what mattered most! He silently counted heads in his heart—Little Little, Azheng, Fatty, Mouse, Chen Wei, plus Guang who had gone to the dock. The Seven Scoundrels of Baisha were all here! At this time in his life, he was closest with Little Little, Azheng, and Guang. But only a few years later, the three of them would all leave and go…-
73.9 K • Ongoing
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If one asked which pleasure house in Maple Forest City was the most soul-stirring, every seasoned connoisseur of such places would give only one answer—Three Parts Fragrance House. It was not a brothel with only three parts beauty, but a Three Parts Fragrance House that alone occupied three parts of all the fragrance beneath heaven. Even though it was only a branch house. From the day it was completed, it swept through Maple Forest City’s mediocre market of flowers and willows like a…-
98.4 K • Ongoing
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Half an hour later, the Grand Exercise Assembly ended. Unlike the other students who hurried toward the cafeteria, Cheng Han first made a trip to the infirmary. As soon as he reached the entrance, he saw Wan Tengjiao inside. The short-haired girl sat upright in a chair, back perfectly straight, both hands resting calmly at her waist. It was obvious she was practicing a breathing technique. It had to be said—when it came to cultivation, this girl truly worked hard. Beside her was a single…-
43.3 K • Ongoing
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Xia Nan raised his wine cup, feigning composure as he took a sip. The aroma of malt surged into his nasal cavity, and upon the tip of his tongue was the faint, characteristic bitterness of hops combined with the crisp, clean sweetness of the chilled beverage. Currently, however, he had no peace of mind to carefully savor this exotic, alternate-world flavored drink. He was even feeling a bit vaguely tense. After roughly five or six more seconds passed, he did not noticeably breathe a sigh of relief…
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80.3 K • Ongoing
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As time passed, more and more students gathered on the sports field. Standing quietly behind the crowd as the class inspector, Cheng Han casually glanced to his right, his gaze swiftly sweeping across dozens of student figures. Third Year Class Five. These people had gone to the botanical garden yesterday. At the same time, Cheng Han’s mind became highly focused, and a strange glimmer flickered within his eyes. In just a brief moment, his Mental Energy decreased by 0.1 points. Cheng Han…
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43.3 K • Ongoing
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The pale-faced evil cultivator’s entire corpse was split into two halves down the middle. But because his right arm had already been severed and sent flying, the two halves did not look particularly symmetrical. Jiang Wang landed before the corpse and loosened his grip. The long sword in his hand split apart into countless fragments, falling one after another to the ground. Its mission was complete. The sword’s material had only been ordinary, and it could not endure being infused with dao…
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98.4 K • Ongoing
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Just as Xia Nan had seen in various films, anime, and novels in his past life, the owner of the White Tit Tavern was a middle-aged man with a handlebar mustache, focused intently on polishing a glass. Having seen countless adventurers, the owner naturally didn't spare a second glance for Xia Nan's youthful appearance. Even when Xia Nan walked straight up and sat at the bar, the owner merely raised his eyelids. "Lodging is one silver coin per night, correct?" Xia Nan confirmed, referencing the…
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80.3 K • Ongoing
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The women weaving nets nearby couldn’t help shaking their heads. These boys idled around all day like children who had never grown up, only knowing how to play. And now they even wanted to slaughter a chicken from home? What spendthrifts. If they were from their families, they would have been beaten to death. But over the years, everyone had seen them fool around plenty of times, so they were already used to it. At least they weren’t bringing disaster to other people’s homes. That barely…
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73.9 K • Ongoing
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