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"How is Xie An's condition?" "His stroke is no longer a major issue; he just needs to take his medicine on time. But he's getting on in years. I'm afraid he doesn't have many days left." … As the voices of the conversation faded into the distance, Xie An, lying on his sickbed, struggled to open his eyes. With cracked lips, he let out a long sigh. "Thirty years in this world, and now I'm finally going to die of old age?" He was originally a miserable wage slave from Blue Star, burdened with…
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Great Li Dynasty, Xuan Yang Sect. The final stage of the Sect Entry Assessment—Challenging the Soul Altar. Below a flight of stairs filled with blue electrical arcs, a seemingly dead young man's arm suddenly twitched. He slowly woke up, propped himself up, leaned against the stairs, and opened his eyes, surveying his surroundings with a slight sense of confusion. “Wasn't I dead? What is this place…” Before Li An could ponder further, a torrent of…
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Ding Xie raised his hand and wiped the grease from his fingertips and palms onto his camouflage fatigues before picking up the electronic document in front of him. The lawyer's polite yet formulaic words rang in his ears— "Mr. Ding, please accept my condolences." "I regret to inform you that your fiancée—or rather, to be precise, your wife recognized and protected by 'imperial law'—encountered an accident this morning. Although the rescue team arrived in time, the explosion was too…-
1.1 M • Ongoing
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Wangyou Tower wasn't the largest restaurant in Lianshan City, but it was the most popular among the traveling Jianghu People. Some said the wine here was the strongest, some said the meat was the most fragrant, and others said the proprietress was the most flirtatious. But in reality, it was because Wangyou Tower's prices were fair and affordable, making it most suitable for those bottom-tier Jianghu People who lived day-to-day, were poor yet still wanted to act…-
1.4 M • Ongoing
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"From today on, you are the Sect Leader of the Qingxiao Sect. Take good care of your Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters from now on." The former Sect Leader of the Qingxiao Sect, Lin Xunfeng, left these words and departed without looking back. Facing away from his Disciples, his face, which appeared to be only in its early thirties, was filled with determination. Walking down the mountain path, Lin Xunfeng's green robes fluttered in the wind,…-
4.6 M • Ongoing
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The moon was dark and the wind was high. At the foot of Little Cool Mountain, beneath thick layers of tree shadows, rows of dilapidated, cramped, and ugly tile-roofed houses lay packed together like the nest of bandits. All around, miasma filled the air, demonic energy surged, the atmosphere was suffocating and chilling, making people feel terrified. “Puchi!” “Puchi!” “Puchi!” Under an old tree, a young man with sword-like brows and starry eyes, eight feet tall, handsome and…-
542.8 K • Ongoing
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That day, the sun set and never rose again… Evernight. Heaven and earth were pitch-black, like an immeasurable abyss threatening to devour everything. Daylight had long since become a thing of the past, a legend. Across the vast frozen tundra, a bitter wind howled. A blizzard raged, dumping snow until it was half a man’s height on the ground. Twin Tree Village was half-buried by the great snows. With only forty or fifty households, it was a village that seemed forgotten by time. In…-
3.6 M • Ongoing
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The heavy flesh leaps into the void, The soaring soul crashes to the earth. —Volume 1: Spirit and Flesh The scent of blood is exhilarating. Qi Si wiped the bloodstains from his face and took a deep breath, letting the thick, fresh scent of blood fill his lungs. It had been a long time since he last killed someone; he was a bit out of practice. The blood had splattered further than expected, dirtying the studio floor. Of course, the floor was already dirty. While the deceased was…-
7.0 M • Ongoing
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"The exam is over. Please put down your writing instruments and turn your test booklets and answer sheets face down." Just as he awoke from a daze, a somewhat stern voice reached his ears. The blood-red haze before his eyes dissipated, the pain in his chest vanished, and his vision gradually cleared. Sakamoto Ken assessed his current situation. February 2015. The Kanzaki Academy of Art entrance exams. The scene right after the final liberal arts subject test had concluded. Thanks to the…-
378.8 K • Ongoing
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The summer heat in Chongqing City envelops the world like a scorching cauldron. The afternoon sunlight is blindingly bright, skyscrapers' glass facades reflecting harsh glares. The streets are bustling with traffic, honking horns, storefront music, and pedestrians chatting, all blending into a boiling cacophony. The entire city pulsates with life, almost excessively vibrant. Yet, all of this has nothing to do with Chen Mo. He rides a worn-out electric scooter, weaving awkwardly through the…-
512.7 K • Ongoing
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