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Hahaha! Inside the hall of the Bureau of Music and Entertainment, a few people suddenly burst into laughter like lunatics, instantly drawing all eyes toward them. Subsequently, Ding Suian parted the crowd and strolled leisurely toward the three brothers, Qin San, Qin Wu, and Qin Liu. Gao Gan, already burning with rage, followed closely behind him. He perfectly fulfilled his duty as a 'bodyguard' for this recreational activity. His stance clearly showed he was looking…-
3.3 M • Ongoing
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“Boom!” A loud bang came from the sky as the golden spaceship exploded, turning into countless fragments. Li Yi’s body swiftly slid down from the high altitude, his powerful Gang Qi protecting his entire body as he fell into the dense forest, finally landing safely on the ground without being smashed to death. If it had been anyone else, they would already be at their funeral by now. “Those two wanted to hunt a Mythical Creature, but don’t drag me into it! I’m still young and…-
6.3 M • Ongoing
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Li Qingxu's scalp tingled. That was his master, Cao Qianqiu, who had reigned supreme for a lifetime. How dare someone be so disrespectful and challenge his authority? For a moment, he wanted to rush forward, uphold the honor of his sect, and not allow anyone to offend it. However, reality was cruel; he was no match for his opponent. Even his master's simulated Heavenly Light Force attack couldn't stop the opponent's fierce hammer technique. He was forced to remain calm and stand still. Cao…-
3.6 M • Ongoing
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After spending almost forty minutes with Dong Ya, Si Yan went to Feng Jiu's place again. "This afternoon is free time. When are you planning to make your move?" Feng Jiu asked. "In five days. Give me your hand," Si Yan said. Feng Jiu extended her hand. Si Yan reached out his hand, activated his skill, and began to treat her Bloodline issue. What he said about needing time was not an excuse; it truly did require time. Feng…-
4.1 M • Ongoing
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The Deathbird's corpse shattered into pieces on the ground, its internal source energy reactions fading into silence, and the flames that had ignited gradually extinguished, along with the surging chaotic power that had overflowed, its valve now closed. It was over. Sirian thought to himself. With the Deathbird's death, the surrounding gray fog ceased to boil, and this lightless night finally came to an end. "Teacher, we won." After a moment of daze, Sirian finally…-
2.4 M • Ongoing
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"Can this Good Wing's blood really detoxify?" Deep in the Danger Zone, a few people were clearing the way forward. At this moment, Jiang Mingtian shook the bottle of collected blood in his hand and asked curiously. Before leaving, Li Yi collected all the fresh blood that had dripped when Good Wing was injured, and then distributed some to everyone. "It should be. Anyway, just hold onto it for now. If you're really bitten by some poisonous creature, it could…
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6.3 M • Ongoing
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The sky suddenly darkened. Wang Jixuan's spiritual senses were pounding wildly. Master Wang, who was chasing an elderly female spiritual practitioner, looked up and his eyelids twitched wildly. What the hell is that? He immediately realized what was happening. Obsidian is making its move! Wang Jixuan glanced at the old woman, his lips twitching wildly. The urge to kill, the wailing of the vengeful spirits in his mind, and the impulse surging within him made it impossible for him to calm…-
11.3 M • Ongoing
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【Remember this site's domain name. A massive selection of Taiwanese novels awaits your discovery.】 Pan City has a long history, being an eight-hundred-year-old city nestled among the mountains. The martial arts atmosphere within the city is strong, and Jianghu figures performing martial skills can be seen everywhere. Li Qingqiu strolled along, bought a sesame cake, and hung a wine gourd from his waist, feeling quite carefree. He wondered whether Qingxiao…-
4.6 M • Ongoing
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After Yang Yilong’s death, Li Yi proactively revealed the news that the opponent’s Fist Art was incomplete. His purpose was to prevent the Yang Family from selling his Fist Art everywhere for profit, and at the same time, to declare that he, the true owner, had to stand up and rectify the Fist Art’s name. And after tonight, once the news of the incomplete Fist Art spreads, the Yang Family’s Fist Art will not only become…
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6.3 M • Ongoing
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In the past spacetime of Shuangxi Town, Li Yao lay in the Coffin, listening to the human voices gradually fading away. The sound of the suona was mournful, the sharp and piercing melody gradually going out of tune, sounding exactly like Ghosts wailing and wolves howling. Li Yao felt her consciousness like a loose compass needle, swaying on the edge of clarity and blurriness. A mess of information washed over her memory; she couldn't extract her own existence from…-
7.0 M • Ongoing
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