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It was the fourth day after Minato left. This day was originally scheduled for Anbu training, but Muzuki took a day off from Hiruzen Sarutobi to teach Kushina Rasengan. Muzuki had left himself plenty of leeway in the initial teaching plan for Anbu training, so taking a few days off wouldn't affect his teaching progress. Before the training officially began, Muzuki first asked Kushina about her current training…-
13.2 M • Ongoing
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Saint Mandi Planet · Outer Space Edge. Inside the Star Destroyer · Holy Sleep's central control room. Saint Eleanor Knights · Byrut sat in the command chair, a chilling smile on his face, gazing at the virtual image displayed before him. The virtual image clearly showed Corona Ann controlling the Destroyer Messenger, thrusting a spear through the Red Armor Messenger's cockpit, forcefully killing Mudiya. Immediately after, the Holy Shadow…-
13.9 M • Ongoing
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Wang Jixuan always felt that his magical power and vital essence were already coveted by others. Using spiritual sense to investigate, Bai Ling'er, dressed in a pink and white dress, stood gracefully outside the cave, holding a tray with fine wine and side dishes. She must have been allowed to be here by the fat immortal. Wang Jixuan pondered for a moment. 'We can't simply avoid them; if things don't look good, we can just run away.' So, the Taoist priest took out two antidote pills from his…-
11.3 M • Ongoing
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From the very beginning, Lu Yan had never considered obediently handing over his storage pouch for inspection by the Green Wu Sect disciples. Other cultivators might have a few demonic artifacts or practice a minor demonic secret art. At most, they'd be hiding a corpse puppet in their pouch. Strictly speaking, these things weren’t enough to pass inspection, but they didn’t necessarily mark someone as a demonic cultivator either. But the contents of Lu Yan’s storage pouch? If exposed, it…-
3.6 M • Ongoing
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??? Hearing Jiang Qingshang's words, Lin Xun immediately expressed his confusion. Miss, something is off about you. Do you know how ambiguous that sentence is? You're going to make me think you like me! Of course, Lin Xun knew that the Zilin Saintess didn't actually like him; he was just experiencing the Three Great Illusions of Life. After all, although he was devastatingly handsome, it was virtually impossible for her to like a "Mortal" like him,…-
6.1 M • Ongoing
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This wasn't fate! Chen Feng was very sure of this. It was just like the several "chance" encounters he had with Zhang Jingwen, which eventually led them to "coincidentally" end up in bed together. You call that fate? Obviously not. Chen Feng would rather believe it was a twisted sense of humor from the heavens. It was deliberately toying with him. Chen Feng was really starting to develop a psychological shadow when it came to chance encounters. Even with Wu Mengting, for whom he had some…-
4.3 M • Ongoing
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Hou San led the two of them through the crowd from the side, arriving at the east side of the building. This was the entrance and exit for train station staff, right next to the station's police station, which was under the jurisdiction of the Beijing Railway Public Security Bureau. Opening the door and going inside, they entered the work area. This was where the train station employees usually rested and changed shifts. A corridor was lined with offices on both sides, each door adorned with a small…-
784.1 K • Ongoing
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Lin Jing felt nothing from the demonic aura of the first floor; his evaluation was that it was inferior to a Soul Confusion Pill. He stepped forward toward the stairs leading to the second floor, waiting for the Buddha's light to bathe him and strengthen his mind. However, after waiting for a long while, his pace slowed more and more, yet the so-called Buddha's light never appeared. Instead, more demonic energy fluctuations seeped from the walls of this floor, causing Lin Jing to…-
3.5 M • Ongoing
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"You won, so why do you look like the loser?" Layman Feitman was trying to come up with a story about the unavoidable relationship between a noble genius girl from Mirdis Intermediate Academy and a poor commoner. Seeing Little Will's troubled face, he couldn't help but feel curious. "You wouldn't understand the world of a genius. How lonely it is to be invincible. Oh God, please grant me a genius boy who can defeat me!" Then let him take my place as the center of attention, so I can quietly study and…-
3.5 M • Ongoing
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Late Hour of the Pig. Ding Suian, dressed in black night-clothes, checked his fire starters one last time. Everything was in order, and he flipped out of the back window of the Hehuan Cage. His nimble figure blended into the night. A hundred feet away. Inside a dark attic in the backyard of the Pinshu Pavilion, Ruan Guofan stood by the window alongside a Daoist with a goatee. Moonlight spilled down, and the shadows of the trees swayed. Ruan Guofan stared…-
3.3 M • Ongoing
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