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As a powerful demon cultivator in the Nascent Void Realm, the Blood River Demonlord's physical body had long been refined to rival that of a neutron star. Every movement he made could unleash destructive force capable of annihilating everything within dozens of kilometers. Yet before the mysterious Lu Yan, the Demonlord’s thunderous kneeling didn’t stir the slightest ripple in the surrounding environment. Even the marble tiles beneath his feet showed not a single crack. It was as if his kneeling…-
3.6 M • Ongoing
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The moment the ring slipped onto her finger, the days in the dream seemed to be completely illuminated by a warm light. After Zhao Xiaoling returned to school, her fingertips would unconsciously brush against the plain ring on her ring finger; its simple metallic luster, in her eyes, surpassed all the jewelry in the world. With sweetness hidden in her heart, a faint smile always graced her face, and even her steps were lighter and gentler than before. Chen Mo felt even more…-
512.7 K • Ongoing
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"It's that old man. He bullies me all the time just because he's my second grand-uncle!" Ah Zhe, standing to the side, was full of questions, "Who is Uncle Hou? Dongzi, you even know Hou San's dad?" Li Xiangdong didn't answer. He saw that Hou San was about to get cocky again, clearly wanting to hear compliments, and he didn't want to fuel Hou San's ego. Ah Zhe urged, "Dongzi, don't just stay silent." "Dongzi, just say it!" "Alright, alright, I'll talk." Li Xiangdong said, exasperated,…-
784.1 K • Ongoing
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Li Xiangdong took off his shoes and got on the heated brick bed. He sat cross-legged and pulled his daughter in front of him. Seeing his daughter sitting obediently, with the ice cream stick in her mouth, staring at him with her big eyes, his heart melted. "Xiaoqi, come on, call me 'daddy'." "Daddy..." "Xiaoqi is so good. Give Daddy the ice cream stick, and we'll play ride the big horse, okay?" As soon as Li Xiaozhu heard about playing ride the big horse, her hand loosened, and the ice cream…
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784.1 K • Ongoing
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"Why is there a Black guy here?" "Or... did the Cyberpunk version update bring in racial data too?" Lu Yan stared at the familiar dark skin, the distinctive dreadlocks, and that unmistakable zero-dollar robbery behavior. For a moment, he genuinely wondered if he’d landed in the Cyberpunk Version… or just been dropped into the Freedom Nation across the sea. But seeing the man about to bolt out of the alley, Lu Yan didn’t dwell on it. He raised his right index finger, channeling mana into an…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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I was never a clever man, not from the day I was born. My only virtue was a willingness to work hard. During my school years, I buried myself in books and barely managed to test into a lesser-known "Project 211" university. After graduation, my unpopular major left me wandering through more than a dozen cities, desperately searching for a stable job that never seemed to materialize. In my thirties, I married a woman I met through a matchmaker. But my own lack of success had lowered my standing, and…-
302.0 K • Ongoing
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Scott’s eyes were full of caution, clearly distrustful of Lu Yan’s words, but his actions told a different story—he made no further attempts to flee. Recalling the events of that day, and the words Lu Yan had just spoken, Scott’s expression darkened as he questioned coldly: “Did you deliberately destroy the cerebrain?” Lu Yan raised an eyebrow, making no attempt to deny it. “You could say that.” Scott’s anger flared at Lu Yan’s indifferent tone. He lowered his voice and…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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Chen Mo fell back into a light sleep, his breathing steadier than before. The pain in reality hadn't vanished; it was merely wrapped layer by layer in the warmth of his family and the glimmer of his dreams, no longer so sharp and piercing. His mother gently tucked his exposed hand back under the quilt. Feeling his slightly cool skin, her heart tightened again. She didn't dare leave, instead leaning against the bedside to rest. Even if she only closed her eyes for a few minutes, she wanted to…
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512.7 K • Ongoing
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As tensions between the Upper and Lower City escalated, Catacomb No. 33 had long since lost its former prosperity. One tax raid, one explosion in the life-and-death gladiator arena—these two events alone had sent a total of 3,500 people into the Paradise Computing Center. The outcome left the major gangs and merchants of Catacomb No. 33 terrified. To make matters worse, the one behind it all—Enforcer Scott—had stationed the law enforcement team directly in Catacomb No. 33, further heightening…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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As night fell on winter days in the city, the cold grew heavier, and a thin mist condensed on the window panes, making the warm yellow light inside look exceptionally gentle. Chen Mo's family had been living in their new home for some time now, and their days were as steady as slowly flowing warm water—without ripples, only overflowing with peace. Mother had already become familiar with the city's vegetable markets, always picking fresh and affordable produce to cook the dishes he loved as a child…
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512.7 K • Ongoing
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