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  1. Annihilation Martial Arts & Cultivation82k WordsOngoing There is an old saying among Jiuyuan: If the sky is broken, people can repair it. The abyss is broken, who can repair it? When Mo Ye climbed up from the bottom of a cliff called "Dead End", his mind went blank. He only had a broken dagger with the word "broken" engraved on it, and in his arms was an iron plate with a line of words written on it - "Wait at Wangxiangtai before the third watch in Fengdu City. Don't wait until it's late." He didn't remember who he was or where he came from. He only 385kReads140Flowers—Tickets
  2. Pond Bone Fantasy41k WordsOngoing Su Chen was burdened with the mortal bones that everyone despised. His spiritual roots were incomplete and he had difficulty in channeling his energy. He was subjected to cold eyes and troubles in the Xuanxu Sect. After an unexpected encounter in a desperate situation, he found the purple gold thunder power hidden in an ancient bluestone inkstone. From then on, there was a shocking opportunity hidden under the mortal bones. The elders of the sect held grudges and suppressed him, and his fellow d 318.5kReads77Flowers—Tickets
  3. Flowers Born of Delusion Female-Channel Fiction30k WordsOngoing There are four grades of spirit bones in the world. All others are mortal bones, with no chance of attaining immortality. Hua Lian was once the lowest-grade ghost-face vine at the bottom of the abyss. Captured by a demonic cultivator, she was thrown into a pill furnace as a living ingredient. Amid the unbearable agony of being burned alive, she fully awakened her talent for withering, flourishing, and plunder. She did not scream or beg for mercy. Calmly, she drove her roots into the body of the 318.5kReads77Flowers—Tickets
  4. Zhaofenzhou Fantasy29k WordsOngoing The black and yellow embers of earth, the path of immortality is like a knife. When Xie Fenzhou climbed out of the dry well in Yangshou Keng in Huiyuji, he only had half a bone mirror in his arms. A mirror shining on the dead bones of eternity can reveal the gaps in the lives of all living beings; a rotating star-dial hung between the eyebrows can divert half a breath of life and death, and reverse an inch of chaotic time. The former manager laughed at her because she was riddled with cold poiso 309.9kReads77Flowers—Tickets