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A massive black hole appeared in the sky above the Secret Realm. The enormous gravitational pull seemed ready to suck everything in the Secret Realm into it! The next moment, that familiar sense of disorientation returned. Every time this feeling occurred, it meant he was being transferred again. However, Lin Xun had discovered a pattern these past few days: as long as you held tightly to the person beside you, they wouldn't be separated from you but would teleport with…-
6.1 M • Ongoing
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He strode forward without stopping. Thirty japanese people were sliced at the waist. Fresh blood sprayed like fountains. The wails and screams never ceased. With a flick of his wrist, the ethereal silk brought the yin blade back to Ding Xie's hand. He didn't even glance at the japanese people who had been cut in two but hadn't died yet. Instead, he began pushing his handcart into the camp that had been occupied by the squatters, preparing for the…-
1.1 M • Ongoing
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The precious medicine entered his stomach, and its medicinal power was generated. The Blood Robe was woven, and clever thoughts transformed. Following Ding Xie's breathing, a mist of blood rose three feet high, and under the guidance of Ding Xie's thoughts, an extremely unique Blood Robe quickly took shape. When the last 'thread end' was drawn into the Blood Robe. Buzz! A trembling resonance, like a sword leaving its sheath. Qi force erupted with the…
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1.1 M • Ongoing
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Ding Xie spread his palm, revealing a finger-joint-sized, elongated object resting flat in his hand. The strip was entirely milky white, with fine cracks on one side. Its material resembled gold, jade, and bone. The text before his eyes still flickered— 【Name: bug talisman】 【Type: Ominous Item】 【Writing up to this point, I hope readers will remember our domain: Taiwan Novel Network, good for boredom, super practical】 【Quality:…
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1.1 M • Ongoing
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Jiang Qing For some reason, Sikong Wangxing felt that this name was very familiar. It wasn't just because it differed from Sister Qingshang's name by only one character, but rather, it seemed she had seen or heard it somewhere before. But at the time, it was probably just a passing glance or a casual mention she hadn't paid attention to, so naturally, she couldn't recall it now. Or was it just her own illusion? "My wife's name is Jiang Qing." Lin Xun continued,…
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6.1 M • Ongoing
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The voice was shrill and filled with disbelief. Attacking with a gun sneakily, and even using poison! Besides himself, the Monk had never seen anyone so despicable. Limpness and weakness spread from the root of his thigh. His vision kept darkening, and stars flashed before his eyes. Especially his lungs, which burned with a searing pain. The Monk knew life or death hung in the balance of an instant. If he wanted to live, he had to fight with everything he…
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1.1 M • Ongoing
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The poisonous bees were hideous, their buzzing incessant. Bursts of sinister laughter reached his ears. "Li Changhai, how does it feel? Last time, at the critical moment, you broke my cultivation. I remember it like it was yesterday!" The voice was elusive, its location impossible to pin down. The old Taoist, who was pressing down firmly on Zhang Yian while waving his sleeves to block the approaching poisonous bees, frowned, but his mouth didn't stop. "Cultivating with the blood…
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1.1 M • Ongoing
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"Young Master... Is Young Master looking for the rootless fruit for your sweetheart?" Sikong Wangxing looked directly into Lin Xun's eyes; the young girl's Star Eyes were calm and remained as beautiful as ever. "Why does Miss Sikong say that?" Lin Xun was somewhat surprised. Why did Miss Sikong think in this direction? Had he exposed something? Or had Miss Sikong's Star Eyes seen something? "Young…
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6.1 M • Ongoing
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East Temple Street, the back hall of the paper offering shop. Before the Three Pure Ones' altar, the old Daoist held incense and bowed. In the corner, the medicinal fragrance of the Iron Temple's unique bone-setting and muscle-regenerating decoction wafted through the air. Zhang Yian stood to the side on crutches, looking at his Junior Martial Uncle's back, hesitating to speak. This morning, before dawn, his companion had sent a message: The Earl is dead; wait for…
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1.1 M • Ongoing
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Looking at the carriage moving slowly ten meters away, a flash of surprise crossed Ding Xie's eyes. He didn't need to look closely; one glance was enough. Ding Xie was certain that this carriage was the one that had left Laphdunn Manor last night. Taiwan Novel Network has a complete library for you to choose from. Ding Xie hadn't been looking for it specifically. Having just returned to his hiding spot near North-Gazing Tower to drop off the 【doctors…
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1.1 M • Ongoing
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