Any Recommendations for Imaginative Cultivation, Fantasy, or Historical Romance Stories? 谁知道哪里有修仙玄幻古言脑洞大开的，推荐一下

401 举 The Whole Sect Ascends to Immortality 举派飞升 Moonwatching on the Top Floor顶楼赏月Eastern Fantasy800k WordsCompleted 686Reads6.7Score—Shelves

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Good book, good book, very comfortable to read, great ideas

402 道 Fellow Daoist, You're Strong, but I Can Transform into Ultraman! 道友你很强，但我能变身奥特曼！ Jiangbei's Number One Spear江北第一枪Eastern Fantasy305k WordsOngoing 1Reads—Score—Shelves

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Personally, I think it's very good. My family, this is the first time I've read a novel about Ultraman in the world of immortality. I felt like I was laughing all the time from the introduction, and then the first chapter of the text really caught me off guard. Helping the old lady cross the road, the dentures flew off, too. Is it too slow to pop the popcorn for the old man? It's okay. I just threw two bundles of explosives at it. The old man changed from a small business owner to a beggar on the street with a throwing stick. The following article is also about completing tasks to obtain Ultraman's abilities. I think it is worth watching by family members. The author also continued to write more words and support a wave of support.

403 穿 Transmigrate into a Book: The Cannon Fodder Becomes Heaven’s Beloved Daughter 穿书之炮灰变身天道亲闺女 Yao Tang夭棠Ancient Romance1.3M WordsCompleted 8.4kReads9.2Score991Shelves

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It features a female protagonist with her own tweet: In my last life, I was brutally tortured to death by Liu Ruyan, and I witnessed with my own eyes that my master and his brothers suffered a miserable end due to Liu Green Tea's plot. I was filled with resentment and unwillingness to enter reincarnation. I knelt down all over the sky and begged them to give me a chance to live again. Finally, my sincerity moved them, and they turned things around and allowed me to live again with the memories of my previous life. Fortunately, the sky has eyes, and the ending of Master and Senior Brother in this life is different from the previous life. Those who steal other people's luck and have evil thoughts will eventually suffer the consequences.

405 恶 Even the Baddest Are Tamed by the Goddess. Who Dares Misbehave? 恶人自有神女磨，谁敢造次 Meng Xixi孟熙熙Ancient Romance168k WordsCompleted 2Reads—Score—Shelves

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Da Zhuang was unprepared, took the tea cup with both hands, and happily thanked him again and again. "Thank you, Master and Madam, for your appreciation. I will do a good job." Da Zhuang smelled the tea and then took a big sip. "This taste... Is very fragrant, but it still feels a bit..." Fu Wenjing interrupted him and gave him more tea. "How about you try it again? Try a few more sips." Da Zhuang obediently picked up the tea and drank it all. Not long after, Da Zhuang's face began to flush and his forehead became sweaty. Meng Hezhong stood up and was about to leave. Before leaving, he turned back and gave a few meaningful instructions. "Dazhuang, whatever the lady asks you to do tonight, you do it. What the lady wants is what I want." After saying that, Meng Hezhong left the room and went to the study next door. Tonight, Meng Hezhong and Fu Wenjing specially dismissed all the maids in their yard. The moonlight was bright, and inside the house, Fu Wenjing didn't know when she put on the pajamas she wore to show Meng Hezhong that day. Under the transparent cloud gauze, a graceful and concave figure was looming. Da Zhuang was a man of strong blood. With the blessing of the medicine, he endured it with all his strength. Da Zhuang clenched his fists until his finger bones turned white. Fu Wenjing stepped forward and put her hands around his neck. "Dazhuang, do you think... I'm beautiful?" Fu Wenjing looked at Da Zhuang with a pair of charming eyes, and the fragrance emanating from her body made Da Zhuang become even more excited. Fu Wenjing looked at Da Zhuang with blurred eyes, waiting for his answer. "You haven't answered me yet~" Da Zhuang's Adam's apple rolled, "Beautiful... Beautiful." Fu Wenjing's slender hand stroked Da Zhuang's Adam's apple, which rolled frequently. "I know you like me. You often peek at me when you are working in the yard, right?" Fu Wenjing leaned into Da Zhuang's ear and whispered, "Dazhuang, I don't love the young master, and he doesn't love me either. He has never touched me. I love you, and I will always keep it for you~" Da Zhuang kept saying this to you, and the desire in his eyes could no longer be suppressed. He was a rough man, and he just wanted to be happy today. The effect of the medicine was at its maximum, coupled with Fu Wenjing's teasing, Da Zhuang forgot about everything. The strong and tall body picked up Fu Wenjing and walked to the couch in three steps and two steps. After a night of addiction, Fu Wenjing finally realized the happiness of a woman. This night, she transformed from a girl to a woman. When he woke up in the morning, Da Zhuang had already left. Fu Wenjing looked at the messy traces on the bed and the broken Yunsi pajamas on the ground, and her face turned red with embarrassment. I just feel... I still have more to say. During breakfast time, Fu Wenjing made a special trip from the yard where Da Zhuang worked to the hall. She turned away from the others and quietly left a message. "I'll wait for you tonight~" After saying that, he waved the handkerchief and twisted his waist and left. Da Zhuang, who stayed in place, blushed to his neck, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. Ever since Da Zhuang saw the blush on Fu Wenjing's bed last night, he had decided that Fu Wenjing was his woman. Even though she was the wife of the Meng family, she belonged to Da Zhuang. For several days, in the dead of night, Da Zhuang came to Fu Wenjing's room on time. Fu Wenjing enjoyed such days very much, and soon it was time for her monthly letter. Fu Wenjing was very anxious, she was afraid that the monthly letter would come. With the monthly letter postponed by one day, two days... Seven days. Fu Wenjing was secretly happy. The next day, Fu Wenjing secretly went to the doctor to ask for a pulse. "Congratulations, madam, you are indeed pregnant. It's less than a month old, so you have to be careful." Fu Wenjing nodded. "Thank you, doctor." Fu Wenjing immediately returned to the house to find the old lady. "Mom, I felt unwell when I went out today, so I went to the doctor to check my pulse." "The doctor said... I have it." Fu Wenjing said shyly. The old lady's eyes widened and shone. "Seriously?" "That's great, that's great. Blessed by our ancestors, my Meng family has an heir, and my grandson is coming!" The old lady was so happy that she gave gifts to everyone in the mansion, and the originally lifeless mansion instantly became beaming with joy. Even the maids and slaves were happy for their master, but Meng Hezhong had no expression at all. At night, Da Zhuang sneaked into Fu Wenjing's room again. For so long, Da Zhuang knew that Meng Hezhong had always lived in the study room and he would not sleep in the same room as Fu Wenjing. Therefore, Da Zhuang became more unscrupulous. Da Zhuang hugged Fu Wenjing from behind and placed his hands on Fu Wenjing's flat belly. Fu Wenjing was shocked and immediately threw him away. "What are you doing! Be careful of being seen!" Da Zhuang fearlessly stepped forward and played with Fu Wenjing's hair. "What are you afraid of? When did you have a maid outside your room? Aren't you afraid that you would be found sleeping in a separate room with him, so you sent the maid away all the time?" Fu Wenjing knew that there was no maid outside the door, but now that she was pregnant, she was also afraid that the old lady would suddenly come to see her in her yard. "That won't work! I'm pregnant now, so don't come." "And the doctor said it's less than a month old and it's not yet stable." Fu Wenjing turned her face away from him. Da Zhuang was not willing to give up. Da Zhuang stepped forward and grabbed Fu Wenjing's hands with his thick calloused hands. "You're trying to burn bridges, but I won't follow you. Could it be that if you have a child, you don't want to be the father?" "I promise to be gentle and not hurt my son." The big, strong palms wandered around Fu Wenjing's boneless waist, all the way down. Fu Wenjing couldn't resist and was defeated. "Then... Be gentle~" That night, Fu Wenjing didn't know when she fell asleep. She only knew that she fell asleep several times. Early the next morning, "Dong dong dong -" A knock on the door woke up Fu Wenjing from his sleep. "Madam, are you up? The old lady asked me to treat you to breakfast." Fu Wenjing looked at Da Zhuang who hadn't left yet, and she felt nervous for a moment. Fu Wenjing quickly called back to the maid, "I'll be there right away. You go back to the old lady first." "Yes, madam." After sending the maid away, Fu Wenjing hurriedly shook Da Zhuang awake. "What's wrong with you? Why did you sleep here until dawn? You almost ruined something big. Get up!" Fu Wenjing was anxious and at a loss. Da Zhuang saw her anxiously and hurriedly got up and put on her clothes. "Okay, okay, I overslept. Don't worry, I'll go out through the window in a minute." Fu Wenjing also hurriedly put on her clothes. The two of them were busy getting dressed for a while, and Da Zhuang didn't forget to ask before leaving. "Can I still come tonight?" Fu Wenjing saw him looking at her with burning eyes, and her heart began to rely on him at some point. "Well, come from the window. Let's go now." Da Zhuang was confirmed and excitedly ran over and kissed Fu Wenjing on the forehead, then hurriedly left. Fu Wenjing's face glowed red, and the softness in her heart was touched. Fu Wenjing came to the hall, and the old lady had been waiting for a long time. The old lady filled a bowl of chicken soup for Fu Wenjing and brought it to her personally. Suddenly, the old lady's eyes fell firmly on Fu Wenjing's neck.