Looking for a Dual-Crossing Story: One World Has a Zombie Apocalypse, the Other Is a Cultivation Realm Where People Practice Demonic Arts!

1 在 Cultivating Demonic Arts in the Apocalypse Is Just Too Much Fun Set Sail for the Eastern SkyEastern Fantasy884k WordsOngoing 298.7kReads8.9Score33.9kShelves

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Are there any similar ones?

9 末 Apocalypse Rebirth: The Big Shot Starts by Stockpiling a Million Supplies Zhou DabaiSci-Fi & Apocalypse1.0M WordsCompleted 225.8kReads9.4Score27kShelves

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It's a sci-fi apocalypse, and there are no male or female protagonists who are self-reliant and have golden fingers. Sisters who like to watch can watch it.

12 双 Double Wear: the Strongest Porters in the Two Worlds Small as DustUrban234k WordsOngoing 69Reads8.6Score—Shelves

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"Shen Hao, Liu Qingqing!" "I'm going to kill you two bitches!" "Ah~~!" Li Ming shouted, waking up from the nightmare and finding himself lying on the bed, with cold sweat soaking the pillow. He sat up suddenly and looked around. Everything in front of him was so familiar: this was his and Liu Qingqing's home, a place that he loved and hated, and was full of frustration. He was about to get up and get out of bed when suddenly, a familiar voice came: "Husband, why are you up? Lie down and sleep for a while, it's only five o'clock!" The voice was sweet and soft. Li Ming raised his eyes and saw a graceful figure. It was her wife Liu Qingqing. She was wearing a silk nightgown with nothing in it, and her 36D fullness rose and fell with her steps, which was very eye-catching. Liu Qingqing came to Li Ming and asked gently: "Husband, are you having a nightmare?" "Hey, you are sweating profusely, you must be having a nightmare. I thought I heard you shouting 'ah' in the bathroom just now." After that, she pulled a few tissues from the bedside table, carefully wiped the sweat from Li Ming's forehead and neck, then hugged him and said to him: "Don't be afraid, hubby, I am by your side and will always be with you!" Li Ming's head was pressed against Liu Qingqing's chest, feeling the familiar but long-lost touch and fragrance, and said, "Why are you here?" Liu Qingqing released her embrace, lowered her head, pressed her forehead against Li Ming's, and said mischievously: "Husband, you don't have a fever either! I'm your wife. If I'm not here, where else could I be?" I have to say that Liu Qingqing is really beautiful, with exquisite facial features, delicate and smooth skin, a net height of 168cm, straight and slender legs, and although she weighs 110 pounds, her flesh is all where it should be.

19 宗 Our Sect Is Dirt Poor, but the Disciples Are Rolling in Money QingbixiEastern Fantasy5.5M WordsOngoing 66.4kReads8.6Score5kShelves

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It's hard to be a good person