It Feels Like Fantasy Stories These Days Keep Dumbing Things Down. The Villains Are All Idiots 感觉现在玄幻文都在降智,反派跟傻叉一样
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I Posted Douyin in the Immortal Realm, and Even the Protagonist Had to Quit the Internet 发布仙界抖音,主角来了也得戒网
I, Qin Huachen, transmigrated into a fantasy world with only three things on my agenda: face-slapping, face-slapping, and more damn face-slapping! You ask whose faces I'm slapping? Why, all those main characters, of course! You say you're the Dragon King? Smack! You idiot, what kind of Dragon King are you? You say you're an Asura? Smack! So you're the Asura, huh? You say you're a God of Slaughter? Smack! Someone call the police, there's a murderer here! What? You say you're the reincarnation of
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Thunder Pattern Killing Heaven 雷纹弑天道
On a night of black rain, Lu Chen, a young hunter, awakens a forbidden bloodline that the cultivation world has hunted for eight hundred years. When he enters the Azure Cloud Sect, he discovers that the righteous immortal sects conceal a truth more terrifying than any demon: every ascendant has hollow eyes, and the “Heavenly Track System” is behind a shocking conspiracy that has prevented anyone from ascending for three thousand years. Thunder whispers in his left ear, and the woodcutter’s blade
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I Set the Rules for the World: The Birth of a Conservationist 我给世界定规矩一个守恒师的诞
One body, two souls, spanning two worlds; two abandoned children, one awakening. A powerless noble on a continent of magic, and a servant with a useless spiritual root in the Nine Provinces of the cultivation world: for seventeen years, both have been failures rejected by the rules of their worlds. Until their souls connect across dimensions, and the wisdom and logic of another world become the key to breaking their chains. They wield magic through the principles of the I Ching and reshape the
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I Asked You to Clear Scrap, Not Punch a Divine Attendant to Pieces! 让你清扫废料,你一拳打爆神侍?
[Supreme physical prowess] + [Overwhelming, unstoppable force] + [Decisive and ruthless] + [Proud goddess-blessed heroine] + [Cthulhu gods descend] After transmigrating to a bizarre world polluted by “gods,” Chen Wu becomes a lowly cleaner, forced to scrub up the rotting flesh left behind after the lofty “god-blessed” ones fight. No divine blessings? Born a good-for-nothing? Doomed to be a disposable pawn, liable to mutate and be devoured at any moment? Chen Wu sneers, assumes a Tai Chi stance,
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