Buddhism, Daoism, and Confucianism 佛，道，儒

153 躺 You Can Cultivate Immortality While You Lie Flat 躺平也可以修仙 Qing Chong Yue Er青虫月二Urban1.5M WordsOngoing These are my personal insights and experiences in cultivating the Dao and refining qi, woven into a novel that creates a strange and eerie supernatural world through both dreams and reality. If you enjoy supernatural mysteries and immortal cultivation, give it a read. It’s unlike anything else, and the opportunity is rare. When this old man achieves a perfected Golden Core, you’ll all be disciples of my Qingfeng Sect. 719Reads6.6Score100Shelves

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I wrote this myself, so I'll share the credit with everyone, good or bad.

164 西 Journey to the West: Pilgrimage Across the Sea of Stars 西游：星海取经 Ouyang Xingxuan欧阳星玄Sci-Fi & Apocalypse223k WordsOngoing In 3098, the sun began to decay. The Council dispatched the Azure Dragon-class deep-space exploration ship White Dragon into the depths of the western reaches of the galaxy, searching for the legendary "Genesis Singularity" that could reignite a star. The captain was a PhD in civilizational evolution who had spent twenty years studying the Singularity. At his side were a convict released from a five-dimensional prison after five hundred years; a former commander of the Tianpeng Fleet, hounded o 80Reads—Score—Shelves

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A science fiction version of Journey to the West

165 笔 A Pen That Shapes the Nation: From Township to Provincial Government 笔定山河：从乡镇到省府 Pavilion of Listening to Thunder听雷阁Urban851k WordsOngoing Lin Chen, a talented student from a poor family in southern Hunan, brings his gift for writing to a remote township in the north and begins his career as a grassroots civil servant. The confusion of living in a strange place and the infighting at work never dim his original ideals. With his solid writing skills and practical sense of responsibility, he distinguishes himself through challenges such as flood relief and rural revitalization, earning the support of benefactors like Zhao Deshan and L 31Reads—Score—Shelves

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A legendary tale of a poor scholar rising to prominence through literature, a thrilling and satisfying ancient-style novel. Su Mo, with the help of the Literary System, makes a remarkable comeback in the imperial examinations: slapping Zhao Xuan in the county exam, gaining admission to the Qingzhou Academy, topping the provincial exam, being appointed the top scholar in the palace exam, becoming a military commander on the border, and initiating reforms at the Sacred Academy! His poems—"From the Ballad of the Soldier" to protect Qingxi, "Breaking the Enemy's Formation" to pacify Heifeng Ridge, "Full River Red" to defeat the Northern Yan, and "The Yueyang Tower" to prove his legitimacy—are all powerful weapons, and every crucial point in the imperial examinations features a high-energy plot twist! The ancient-style atmosphere is immersive, the thrill of a comeback is off the charts, and you'll regret missing it!

167 泊 The Song of Dreaming at Anchor 泊梦歌 Ying Canhanran瑛灿瀚然Sci-Fi & Apocalypse9k WordsCompleted Song of Dreaming at Anchor 1Reads—Score—Shelves

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168 大 The Great Ming Surveillance Court 大明道察院 Lintai麟台Historical690k WordsOngoing [See the epic history of the Daoist sects in the early Ming through the eyes of a transmigrator] In the third year of Hongwu, the Hongwu Emperor established the mysterious Dao Investigation Bureau to rein in Daoist sorcerers who could turn the tide at will. There is no carefree Daoist life here, only the ironclad rule that “magic must be bounded by law, and the Dao restrained by regulations.” Even mighty cultivators who can fly through the skies and burrow through the earth must face execution i 3.3kReads9.3Score490Shelves

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This is not a light novel. The author has long been engaged in religious history research, strictly adhering to historical facts such as the *History of Ming* and the *Veritable Records of the Ming Taizu*, and verifying them with Taoist classics such as the *Taoist Canon*, the *Records of Longhu Mountain*, and the *Records of Maoshan*, as well as local county annals. The content is very rigorous. The story begins in the 22nd year of the Hongwu reign (1389) and connects to many real historical events, such as the murder of Prince Lu, the self-immolation of Prince Tan, Lan Yu's conquest of the local chieftains, the rebellion of Li Shanchang, and the Northern Expedition of Prince Yan, etc., And also fits many Taoist secret histories. Without a certain level of cultural literacy and historical background, it may be difficult to understand.

169 邪 The Ugly Evil Cultivator’s Epic Comeback 邪修丑女逆袭大翻身 Clear and Pure湛然澄澈Modern Romance100k WordsCompleted Lin Xiaoman is an insecure girl who turns the tide with the help of her “dark cultivation,” forging resilience and grace amid ridicule and hardship. Her former rival, Su Qing, gradually loses herself in vanity and glamour. Their two starkly different paths reflect the most authentic struggles and transformations of youth. 2Reads—Score—Shelves

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The chubby boy who turned his life around using Buddhism

171 臣 I Petition the Heavens 臣启上苍 Green Smoke Like a Dream, Laughing at the World青烟如梦笑人间Eastern Fantasy104k WordsOngoing Foolish mortals, you dare try to hold up the heavens and shake the pillars of the earth. Do you not know that you have long been trapped in this vast cycle of reincarnation? The gods must not be challenged, surpassed, or profaned. Then the apocalypse arrived. The Heavenly Dao was broken, calamities struck, and the common people, already struggling through fire and water, were plunged into even greater misery. This became a paradise for the gods. The slaughter began, and the enslavement of all ra —Reads—Score—Shelves

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Traditional fantasy/xianxia (fantasy/martial arts) is good-looking. My opinion is useless; you'll see for yourself once you watch it.

172 我 I Don't Have Superpowers 我没有超能力 Liu Liu Jiang六六江Urban226k WordsCompleted This book is entirely fictional. There is no such thing as changing feng shui with traditional Chinese painting. Please don’t take it seriously; just enjoy it for fun! Mr. Liujiang was an ordinary, penniless painter until he met his master, Zhou Mingqi, who taught him a method for adjusting people’s feng shui and improving their fortunes. After five years of poverty, and with his master’s permission, Mr. Liujiang was finally able to use this supernatural ability to get rich. How did Mr. Liujiang 49Reads—Score—Shelves

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How powerful is someone who has practiced the White Bone Contemplation?

173 万EN The First God of Ten Thousand Ages 万古第一神 Feng Qingyang风青阳Eastern Fantasy18.0M WordsOngoing [This Year's Hottest Xuanhuan Power Fantasy] Li Tianming could laugh himself awake just thinking about it. His pets were all legendary Primordial Chaos Behemoths. His family's chicken was the “Eternal Inferno Phoenix,” which fed on the sun. His black cat was the “Primordial Chaos Thunder Demon,” which refined the Myriad Worlds with thunder. Even the cockroach in his home was the “Myriad Worlds Immortal Beast,” with a trillion undying clones... From then on, he commanded ten Primordial Chaos Behe 20.8kReads9.1Score939Shelves

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"A genius fallen and crippled, awakening the bloodline of a chaotic behemoth, embarks on a path of revenge and godhood! When his companion beast is slaughtered and his glory stolen, the once-proud prodigy Li Tianming becomes a laughingstock. Yet, in dire straits, he awakens the bloodline of ten chaotic behemoths. The eternal phoenix of purgatory burns away past humiliations, and the primordial chaotic thunder demon shatters the shackles of fate! From the blood-red dawn of Li Huo City to the battlefields of the endless divine realms, he wields behemoths as his blade, crushing all enemies; anchored by loyalty, he protects his beloved. Every bloodline awakening is a declaration of war against fate; every breakthrough in battle writes an eternal legend! When the final divine throne shatters and the chaotic god is born, he will overlook all realms, reshaping the rules of heaven and earth with his own hands—this is Li Tianming's heaven-defying journey, every page filled with passion and glory, every heartbeat burning for legend! Now, turn to the first page of 'The First God of All Ages,' and let the youthful fury and the roar of the behemoths ignite your passion!"

178 解 Earth Unsealed: Forging a Blade on the Journey to the West 解封地球之西游锻刀 Whale, Mirage, Dragon, Slaughter鲸蜃虬屠Eastern Fantasy176k WordsOngoing If the blade is born to kill, why not abandon it in its sheath? If murderous intent springs from the five fingers, why not cast aside the blade and fight barehanded? If abandoning the blade makes one a Buddha, does that not mean bowing one’s head and accepting slaughter? If bowing one’s head is all it takes to survive, why not be reborn as a dog? If the blade may be sheathed only when? When every enemy and barbarian invader has been slain. If there is a true way within the blade, it lies in shea 12Reads6.9Score—Shelves

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179 破 Financial Ruin 破財 A Lowly, Taciturn Scholar鲰生寡言Xianxia154k WordsOngoing Dead... They're dead. The day the secret sealed away for nine years was revealed, everyone in Yunshui Town died! In the past, Cen Ziyu always thought the mountain demon that ate children was just a bizarre tale the adults had made up to scare them. Until one day, he uneasily remembered something. When he was little... he had eaten a person! Cen Ziyu and his grandmother depend on each other. Their life is hard, but the uncles and aunties in Yunshui Town have always been kind to them, ofte 286Reads—Score—Shelves

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The secret, sealed for nine years, was revealed, and on the day it was unveiled, everyone in Yunshui Town died! Before, Cen Ziyu had always thought that the mountain demon eating children was just a bizarre story made up by adults to scare kids, until that day he remembered something. When he was a child... He had eaten people.

180 我 My Life of 'Reverse Cheating' Somehow Turned Into a Comedy 我那“反向开挂”的人生，硬是被我玩成了喜剧 Yuan Hong, Who Loves Crisp Vegetables爱吃爽口菜笋的袁弘13k WordsCompleted My life, with its “reverse cheat abilities,” somehow turned into a comedy thanks to me. 2Reads—Score—Shelves

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187 石 Pomegranate 石榴 I Will Kiss You Tonight我将在今夜吻你Two Male Leads412k WordsCompleted [Cultured scoundrel Liao Yuanting vs. cute, innocent little fool Liu Xue] [Powerful family + obsessive + unhinged + coercion + angst + melodrama] Someone too foolish can’t give you the kiss you crave most. He avenged him. Did that mean he could finally love him without a care in the world? He slowly closed his eyes. Tears slid down his cheeks as someone carried him away. It was a vast, open sea, and in his dream a wild goose guided him slowly toward shore. Then it plunged straight down from the 807Reads9.2Score182Shelves

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Liu Xue's naiveté isn't stupidity, it's a kind of innocent purity born from naivety! Seeing him being forced by Liao Yuanting and frightened by his crazy behavior, I really wanted to rush into the book and protect him! This kind of resonance of "wanting to protect a naive and innocent girl" is something only a true friend can understand!

188 气 Seeking the Dao in the Sea of Qi 气海问道 A Little Warm Light暖光一小字Eastern Fantasy904k WordsCompleted Qi Sea: The Way is a systematic treatise on Qi cultivation that transcends any single school or tradition. It does not rely on any particular religious or metaphysical system. Instead, drawing on the intersection of human life sciences, traditional energy philosophy, and modern mind-body practices, it builds a complete system of Qi cultivation that is logically rigorous, clearly structured, and amenable to practical verification. The book presents Qi as the common origin of the universe and all 33Reads—Score—Shelves

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The Secrets of the Cultivation World

195 恒 The Constant Register of Parables 恒籍寓鉴 Xuanyuan Badao轩辕霸道Modern Romance1.2M WordsOngoing Synopsis of The Book of Constant Records: Tales to Awaken the Mind and Discern the Truth With “drawing wisdom from the classics to illuminate the questions of today” as its guiding principle, this book selects over a hundred classic fables and anecdotes from the various schools of philosophy, historical biographies and notes, and folk tradition. These include “The Frog at the Bottom of the Well” from Zhuangzi, “Making Up the Numbers” from Han Feizi, and “The Man from Qi Who Worried the Sky Would 8Reads—Score—Shelves

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The Story of Weeding in Liang: The Lazy Man's Wooden Handle and the Merchant's Bronze Ornament In the late Spring and Autumn Period, there was a thousand-acre low-lying area in the southern part of the Liang Kingdom, where the people relied on growing millet for a living. However, the low-lying area was overgrown with weeds. Every early summer, when it was time to weed, the farmers had to bend over, grasping the grass stems with one hand and pulling out the roots with the other. After working for half a month, their backs were so sore they could hardly straighten up, and their fingers were covered in blisters. At that time, there was a young man named A-Lan, who was burly and strong, but he was most afraid of bending over. When others were weeding, he would always hide in the shade of a tree, either lying that he had twisted his back or that his hands were blistered. The old people in the village often sighed, "A-Lan's laziness will probably ruin his own land." But A-Lan's laziness was not the laziness of cheating or being cunning; it was the laziness of "being afraid of trouble." Watching his mother cough and clutch her back after weeding every day, he tossed and turned at night, unable to sleep: "Isn't there a way to weed without bending over?" He tried using a twig to hook the weeds, but the twig was too slippery and couldn't catch the roots; he also tried using a stone to smash them, but instead of clearing the weeds, he broke the millet seedlings. Until one day, outside the blacksmith's shop at the village entrance, he saw the blacksmith throw away a piece of jagged scrap iron—the iron piece had three rows of sharp teeth along its edge, leftover scrap from making hoes. Ah Lan's eyes lit up as he stared at the iron piece: "If I tie this thing to a wooden handle and press it down, wouldn't the teeth dig into the soil and hook the grass roots?" He picked up the iron piece, found a poplar handle about the thickness of his wrist, and used hemp rope to firmly tie the iron piece to one end of the handle. He then drilled a hole in the middle of the iron piece and secured it with a wooden wedge. The next morning, he carried this "strange thing" to the field, stood on the ridge, aimed the iron plate at the roots of the weeds, pressed down, and pulled back—the weed roots and soil were pulled out, but the millet seedlings were intact. "Lazybones, what kind of treasure is this?" Old Wang from the neighboring field stared wide-eyed. Lazybones grinned and handed over the wooden handle: "Try it, no need to bend over!" Old Wang took it and used it, immediately exclaiming: "Good heavens! It's three times faster than bending over, and my back doesn't ache anymore!" In just three days, news of Lazybones' "weeder" spread throughout the village. When people came to borrow it, he simply taught them how to make it: find a piece of scrap iron, grind it into sharp teeth, and tie a wooden handle to it. The village blacksmith saw the business opportunity and specially made toothed iron plates to sell for one coin each. Farmers bought the iron plates and could use them themselves with just a wooden handle. That summer, farmers in southern Liang only needed five days to weed, and every household's millet ears were fuller than in previous years—Alan's "lazy method" had solved a major problem for the Liang farmers. News of this quickly reached the capital, where a merchant named Zhao Suanpan heard about it and his eyes darted around faster than abacus beads. Zhao Suanpan was a notorious speculator in Liang, specializing in making money by "modifying" things: if others sold pottery jars, he would paint flowers on them and triple the price; if others sold straw hats, he would trim the brim with cloth and call it a "nobleman's item." He immediately hired a carriage and headed straight to Alan's village. Seeing Alan's weeding tool, Zhao Suanpan tried it out and muttered to himself, "That's it? A wooden handle and an iron plate, too shabby." He found Alan and proposed a "cooperation": "Your thing is too simple. I'll improve it for you, and we'll sell it at a higher price, splitting the profits in half." Alan initially didn't want to get involved, but he couldn't resist Zhao Suanpan's persistent pleading and finally agreed. Upon returning to the capital, Zhao Suanpan immediately commissioned craftsmen to "upgrade" the weeding tool: the wooden handle was to be made of century-old cypress wood, polished to a gleaming shine; the iron plate was to be replaced with brass, with cloud patterns engraved on the edges; and a piece of jade was inlaid at the top of the wooden handle, supposedly to "ward off evil and ensure a bountiful harvest." The improved weeding tool felt heavy in the hand and certainly looked impressive. Zhao Suanpan priced it at fifty coins each and even hired people to hawk it in the market: "Cypress handle, brass teeth, jade top to ward off bad luck! With Zhao's weeding tool, millet will pile up like mountains, and wealth will come knocking!" At first, quite a few landlords and gentry were curious and bought some to try. But within days, someone came knocking: "Your lousy thing is terrible! The cypress handle is too heavy, it makes my arm ache; the brass teeth are too slippery, they can't catch the grass roots; and that jade tip is a real nuisance, it always hurts my hand when I'm working!" Worse still, ordinary farmers simply couldn't afford the fifty-cash weeder—they'd rather find a scrap iron and tie a poplar handle to it than waste their money. Zhao Suanpan wasn't giving up, so he came up with another plan: he went to the blacksmith shops around the capital and bought out all the toothed iron pieces at a high price, hoping to monopolize the supply and force the farmers to buy his "improved version." But the farmers had their own ways—if they didn't have iron pieces, they'd grind teeth onto sickle handles; if they didn't have poplar handles, they'd use bamboo poles instead. An old farmer put it bluntly: "We weed to get things done, not to show off. Ah Lan's method is simple, effective, and that's enough." Within two months, Zhao Suanpan's "improved weeding tool" was piled up in the warehouse, covered in dust, and the iron plate he'd bought out had rusted. He'd hoped to make a fortune through speculation, but ended up losing money and had to accept his bad luck, never mentioning the weeding tool again. Ah Lan's "simple weeding tool," however, was passed down through generations. Later, the historian of Liang recorded this story in the *Records of Agriculture and Sericulture*, adding a comment at the end: "Ingenious methods often arise from the laziness of the lazy and the pragmatism of the clumsy. If one seeks profit through embellishment, even adorning oneself with gold and jade will not be as effective as a wooden handle and an iron plate." Even today, in the farmhouses of the former Liang region, similar weeding tools can still be seen—simple wooden handles, sharp iron plates, without superfluous decorations, yet firmly embedded in the soil, uprooting weeds. Just like Ah Lan said back then: "Things that can be solved never need to be fancy."

196 不 The Undying Starveling 不死饿殍 Yu Jinhe余瑾和Eastern Fantasy1.0M WordsOngoing Tomato Original: They all call me Shen Qianqiu, or the Undying Wretch. I survived the meat hooks used to butcher people for food, weathered the storms of the Tang and Song dynasties, and witnessed the flames of war under the Yuan and Ming... I have walked this mortal world for a thousand years. “They ate me for a thousand years. At last, they ate me into a god.” 3.2kReads—Score235Shelves

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Using a thousand-character classic to subdue a centuries-old vengeful spirit is such a sophisticated cultural trope. The rhythm of "cold comes, heat goes, autumn harvests, winter stores" itself represents order, and what vengeful spirits fear most is order. The author's profound knowledge of both ancient and modern times is undeniable.

197 字 Every Word Reveals Prajna 字字见般若 Zi Sujian字苏见Modern Romance182k WordsCompleted He had studied Buddhism for twenty years, recited countless sutras, paid his respects to many masters, and completed all kinds of religious practices. His mind was calmer than before, but the suffering remained. When a friend came to pour out her troubles, he sat across from her, thought for a long time, and couldn't find anything to say. She had been a university lecturer and run a business. She had made money and lost it. Eventually, she realized that the hardest thing wasn't making or losing 519Reads9.2Score420Shelves

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Are you curious about emptiness and your true nature, and want to escape the confusion of the mundane world? Calm down and read this book word by word, and slowly find inner peace.