The Return of the Condor Heroes Fanfiction 神雕同人小说

1. 101 大 The Great Sage Returns: I Just Sealed the Demon Ancestor, and the Jade Emperor Made Me Emperor 大圣归：我刚镇魔祖，玉帝就封禅 Jin Wuming of the Celestial Secrets Institute天机院的金无铭Eastern Fantasy127k WordsCompleted Sun Wukong shattered his own divine bones to forge a lock, sealing the Demon Ancestor Rahu as he tried to break through the Chaos. The Jade Emperor descended with the gods and Buddhas of the heavens. Facing Pangu’s remnant soul, returned from the void, and Nuwa’s sacred statue, he claimed to have slain the Demon Ancestor with the Haotian Mirror. In his previous life, Wukong exposed the truth in anger, only for Heaven to accuse him of “slandering the Supreme One.” They locked him in the Golden He 148Reads—Score—Shelves
2. 102 辞 After Quitting, I Crush Workplace PUA and Make a Million 辞职后，我踹烂职场PUA狂赚百万 Jin Wuming of the Celestial Secrets Institute天机院的金无铭9k WordsCompleted After Quitting, I Crushed Workplace PUA and Raked in Millions 61Reads—Score—Shelves
3. 103 我 My Overbearing Wife 我的老婆霸道大人 Jin Wuming of the Celestial Secrets Institute天机院的金无铭Marriage & Romance12k WordsCompleted My Wife, the Overbearing Lady 182Reads—Score—Shelves
4. 104 山 Classic of Mountains and Seas: Return to the Great Desolation 山海经·大荒归墟 Jin Wuming of the Celestial Secrets Institute天机院的金无铭Female-Channel Fanfiction16k WordsCompleted The Classic of Mountains and Seas: Return to the Great Desolation 118Reads—Score—Shelves
5. 105 天 Heavenly Profound Venerable Beyond the Heavens: Every Disciple I Take Is Supreme in the Three Realms 天外玄尊：我收的徒弟都是三界至尊 Jin Wuming of the Celestial Secrets Institute天机院的金无铭8k WordsCompleted Mystic Exalt from Beyond the Heavens: My Disciples Are All Supreme Beings of the Three Realms 98Reads—Score—Shelves
6. 106 我 I’m Not the Blood Demon: Who Touched My Treasure Basin? 我不是血魔之谁动了我的聚宝盆 Moonlight Foot Soldier月光小卒Male-Channel Fanfiction615k WordsCompleted He Yuan, a third-generation disciple of the Jie Sect, fell into demonic tribulation after secretly practicing the Asura Path’s supreme scripture, the Blood God Sutra. With no other choice, he used the secret art “Escape into Nothingness,” passed down by his master, to take his own life. Fortunately, his remnant soul survived, and he was reincarnated... Years later, Lin Yu, a PhD who studied in America, transmigrates into The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber as Gao Zecheng, an inconspicuous disciple 326Reads—Score—Shelves

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   The greatest truths are the simplest; you won't know until you see it, and once you do, you'll be astonished! It turns out that Taoism, calligraphy, and martial arts are all interconnected! ... Lin Yu suddenly remembered that among the large box of martial arts manuals he had obtained from Zhu Changling's house, besides the Ying Gu Notes, Iron Palm Divine Skill, and One-Finger Divine Skill, there was also a set of Zhu family's inherited martial arts—"One-Finger Divine Skill: Judge's Brush Technique." A thought struck him: Why not try calligraphy? This Zhu family Judge's Brush technique was a direct disciple of Master Yideng, and Zhu Ziliu, the Zhu family ancestor, evolved it from One-Finger Divine Skill. It incorporates acupoint striking techniques into the Judge's Brush technique, requiring no excessive effort in cultivating finger strength; the essence of One-Finger Divine Skill can be executed solely with the Judge's Brush. Later, it was combined with calligraphy, hence the name "One-Finger Divine Skill: Judge's Brush Technique," which is quite unique. Following the strokes, each Chinese character, even each stroke, can be transformed into an exquisite move. Lin Yu had seen it before, and although it was eye-opening, he had no time to practice it due to his numerous other martial arts techniques. Looking back now, practicing calligraphy has proven to be a calming and peaceful activity when I'm feeling troubled, making it quite suitable for my current situation. Moreover, the discussion in the "One Yang Script Finger Judge's Calligraphy" about the connection between calligraphy and martial arts has also piqued my interest. The book states: "Calligraphy and martial arts seem unrelated, but in reality, they share a common principle. When calligraphy is practiced to a high level, even a soft brush can penetrate the paper and penetrate deeply into the wood. Many people consider this empty talk, but this is because they do not understand its profound mystery. Martial arts emphasizes that power originates from the ground, concentrating the body's strength into a single point for explosive release. When releasing power, both feet must push off the ground, using the rebound force to transmit through the legs to the waist, back, shoulders, arms, and wrists, ultimately exploding at the fingertips. Among these, the waist is particularly crucial; as the boxing manual says, 'Its root is in the feet, it originates in the legs, it is controlled by the waist, and it manifests in the fingers.' Calligraphy is the opposite. Beginners often feel fatigue in their hands and arms, only achieving some success when their waist feels fatigued; if they can practice until even their toes feel tired, they have considerable skill. Then, from fatigue to no fatigue, one can begin to appreciate the wonder of Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, where the power penetrates the paper and penetrates deeply into the wood." Lin Yu pondered this statement and found it quite interesting, recalling an anecdote. In *The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber*, it is recorded that on Zhang Sanfeng's 90th birthday, he was troubled because his third disciple, Yu Daiyan, had been crippled by A San, a master from the Ruyang Prince's mansion. He then practiced calligraphy to express his feelings. Zhang Cuishan, peeking through the window, saw his master first write the *Letter of Mourning*, and then add the twenty-four characters: "The supreme martial arts weapon, the Dragon Saber, commands the world, none dare disobey; without the Heaven Sword, who can contend?" The strokes gradually expanded with his emotions, growing larger and larger. Zhang Cuishan even gleaned a powerful martial art from it, wielding the Judge's Pen with immense power. Recalling this story, Lin Yu became even more interested in the combination of calligraphy and martial arts: "I never imagined that these two, one literary and the other martial, one orthodox and the other reversed, seemingly unrelated, would actually have so many similarities in terms of moves and the application of strength. No wonder calligraphers often live long lives; practicing calligraphy is actually equivalent to practicing boxing! It's truly incredible." So every day, he practiced calligraphy with great enthusiasm. However, he didn't use a brush and ink, but only his hands, using his fingers instead of a brush, writing in the air. This action gradually became a unique sight on Bright Peak. Every morning, the people on Bright Peak could see their leader, Lin Yu, standing in the martial arts training ground. Although it was said to be practicing boxing, it was not like ordinary boxing routines; he only gestured in the air with his fingers. Although it was said to be writing, it was accompanied by footwork, darting and turning, with the rhythm of profound martial arts flowing from his fingertips. The followers were secretly amazed that their leader's skills had reached such a level; even a casual gesture was a peerless martial art. Thus, watching Lin Yu practice calligraphy remotely every morning became a grand event at Bright Peak. Not only did his disciples eagerly watch, but the members of the Ming Cult also gathered around to observe. Except for the blind Xie Xun, all the high-ranking members of the Ming Cult were present, including Zhao Min and the four civil officials left behind at the main altar—Li Shanchang, Liu Ji, Zhu Sheng, and Song Lian—who often stopped to watch. These four scholars, in particular, though ignorant of martial arts, were all refined calligraphers, watching with rapt attention, occasionally whispering among themselves, discussing brushstrokes and their meaning, all with excited expressions. With each day's practice, Lin Yu gradually improved, his finger movements becoming increasingly exquisite, and his understanding of the One-Yang Finger Calligraphy deepening. He secretly praised its power: "The world has so many Chinese characters; by practicing like this, every stroke, every character can be transformed into a martial art. The intricacies are truly unfathomable, and the potential is limitless!" Perhaps it was only because the Zhu family had not produced a top master that this martial art remained unknown, almost buried in obscurity. Fortunately, he had unearthed it by chance. That morning, he was in particularly high spirits, first writing the five thousand words of the *Tao Te Ching*, then the *Huang Ting Jing*. His fingers danced across the paper, gradually entering a state of absorption, writing from the first light of dawn until nearly midday. More and more onlookers gathered, all captivated by the sight. Lin Yu's fingertips hovered, his mind focused on the air. He began by writing left and right "dots," then his fingertips suddenly plunged downwards, the force concentrated like a falling stone, echoing left and right, much like the "Zan" technique in the One-Finger Divine Skill, where power bursts forth from the fingertips, specifically targeting the opponent's acupoints such as Tanzhong, Juque, and Qimen. Then, his body swayed, his fingertips leaving a trail of afterimages as he wrote two horizontal strokes, the short horizontals like a light sword grazing the throat, his wrist turning with a gust of wind—the "sweeping" motion of the Judge's Pen. The long horizontal stroke requires a relaxed shoulder and dropped elbow, with power originating from the waist and abdomen, flowing upwards to the fingertips. The movement is stable yet contains immense force, like a whip striking, ending with a slight upward flick, seemingly able to deflect the incoming force. Finally, the middle vertical stroke, like a pillar supporting the sky, plunges straight down at the fingertips, subtly echoing the "chopping" force of Iron Palm Kung Fu, exerting power from top to bottom. If the opponent raises their arm to block, the "suspended needle" ending of this vertical stroke can be used to change tactics, striking the wrist pulse point. Thus, the regular script character "" (half) leaps into the air. He was immersed in the correspondence between the strokes and martial arts moves, completely forgetting himself. He gradually discovered that indeed, the beginning, development, transition, and conclusion of each Chinese character subtly corresponded to the circulation of internal energy and the exertion of limbs. For example, the left-falling stroke of the character "" (knife) is like a strike, the horizontal hook like a horizontal slash; the dot of the character "" (sword) is like a straight thrust, the vertical hook like a chopping… Suddenly, he switched to cursive script, his fingertips moving like dragons: the long stroke of the character "" required twisting his waist and shoulders, the fingertips sweeping out diagonally, like a soft sword coiling around the finger, capable of entangled and disarming the opponent's weapon; while the downward stroke required exerting force against the flow, like a heavy hammer pounding earth, the force suddenly increasing as the finger landed. This "three twists and turns" movement was precisely the triple change of dissipating force, accumulating force, and releasing force, capable of breaking through fierce fist techniques. Finally, he finished with the character "" in clerical script. The last stroke, the hook, required sinking the elbow and accumulating power, like a fully drawn bow, until the bend reached its limit, the fingertips suddenly shooting out. This "hook" force was like a hidden arrow suddenly shot, specifically targeting the opponent's joint gaps, similar in effect to the "returning spear" of the "Yang Family Spear Technique". Between the rise and fall of his fingertips, it seemed as if invisible techniques flowed in the air, perfectly integrated with his overall aura. When Lin Yu calmly finished his movements, he realized that the martial arts arena was already surrounded by people, yet completely silent. Among the crowd, a minor Ming Cult leader, whose martial arts were slightly inferior, couldn't fully grasp the intricacies of the movements, but he found the leader's "fist technique" fluid and captivating. Seeing Lin Yu finish his stance, he thought, "The leader has stopped. Although I don't quite understand it myself, seeing how engrossed Vice Leader Yin and the others are, the leader's demonstration must be a top-tier, unparalleled martial art. I should at least show my support!" So he wanted to applaud and cheer. But before he could speak, his quick-witted companion covered his mouth and pulled him aside. His companion made a "shh" gesture, indicating he should look around. He turned his head and saw that everyone around him was either frowning in thought or looking enlightened, all immersed in their recent insights and not yet recovered. Startled, he quickly covered his mouth, barely daring to breathe, and secretly glanced at everyone's expressions. Zhao Min, Vice Leader Yin Tianzheng, the two envoys Yang Xiao and Fan Yao, and Zhou Yunhe and his wife, all had their eyes slightly closed, still savoring the martial arts principles in the leader's gestures and brushstrokes. Zhang Wuji also stood there, his eyes shining, clearly having gained a lot. Only a few young female disciples seemed to understand, but were infected by the atmosphere around them, holding their breath and looking around intently, not daring to make a sound. Yin Tianzheng was the first to recover, suddenly opening his eyes, a sharp glint in them. He raised his right hand, using his palm as a brush, and wrote the character "" (power) in the air. With a slight drop in his shoulders and elbows, he infused the powerful force of Eagle Claw Kung Fu into the stroke. At the end, a twist of his waist and abdomen released a sudden gust of wind from his palm, startling the followers around him who quietly took a half-step back. He stroked his beard and laughed, "Wonderful! Wonderful! The way of calligraphy and martial arts, Master, can actually be integrated with my Eagle Claw Kung Fu! From now on, the martial arts of my Ming Cult will have another path to advancement!" Yang Xiao and Fan Yao also awoke one after the other, exchanging a glance, both seeing deep shock in each other's eyes. Yang Xiao had previously been studying the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth, but always felt a stagnation in the flow of energy. Now, recalling Lin Yu's twisting waist and turning shoulders when writing the cursive character "," he suddenly realized: "So, energy doesn't have to be forced out blindly. Like the 'three twists and turns' of a downward stroke, releasing force before accumulating it, can actually break through all the force!" Fan Yao recalled the dynamic and expressive strokes of Lin Yu writing the character "sword" earlier, especially the final vertical hook, which was full of profound mystery. He murmured, "I've practiced the moves of the Judge's Pen before, but I never thought it could be combined with calligraphy strokes. This move combines the skill of acupoint striking with the power of a weapon—it's simply amazing!" Then Zhang Wuji excitedly ran over, "Master, just now when you wrote 'The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao' from the Tao Te Ching, the brushstrokes of that character 'Tao' made me feel the rhythm of internal energy flow, and I grasped the essence of using pure Yang internal energy to propel the Seven Injury Fist. Some of the stumbling blocks I encountered when practicing the fist before suddenly became clear." "... As for Lin Yu himself, he naturally benefited the most. Although he was originally a master of martial arts, he was not skilled in calligraphy. Unexpectedly, after practicing calligraphy for only a few days, he had grasped the key to the connection between calligraphy and martial arts. Not only did his martial arts improve greatly, but his calligraphy also became extraordinary, making him a master calligrapher overnight. Even more amazing were the four civil officials, including Li Shanchang. They were so engrossed that they unconsciously imitated Lin Yu's finger gestures, drawing lines in the air. Previously, Lin Yu had taught them the basic mental techniques of the Nine Yang Divine Skill. Originally, he only did so out of pity for their weak constitution and fear that the cold weather at the headquarters might harm their health, hoping that they could strengthen their bodies and resist the frost. Unexpectedly, these four were already very learned and had a deep foundation in calligraphy. Today, witnessing this amazing scene of "integrating martial arts into calligraphy," they suddenly had a breakthrough and vaguely grasped the common principle between calligraphy and martial arts. Several years later, these four scholars actually studied what they had learned that day day and night." Furthermore, having mastered the basic techniques of the Nine Yang Divine Skill, each of them possessed formidable martial arts skills. Li Shanchang excelled in regular script calligraphy, his fist techniques were steady and powerful, and ordinary early-stage second-rate masters couldn't even get close to him. Liu Ji preferred running script calligraphy, his claw techniques were agile and graceful, and he was skilled at disarming opponents, earning him a reputation in the martial arts world and the nickname "Master of Disarming." Song Lian specialized in clerical script calligraphy, his palm techniques were heavy and powerful, instantly felling those struck. On one occasion, when martial arts villains attacked, Song Lian, with only a brush and his iron palms, subdued three second-rate masters. This became a legendary tale, earning him the title of "Deadly Scholar" among the outlaws. However, the most formidable among them was Zhu Sheng. Because he already possessed the deepest skill in calligraphy and was willing to work hard, practicing calligraphy daily, cultivating the Nine Yang Divine Skill, and recalling the essence of Lin Yu's calligraphy, he unknowingly broke through to the peak of the second-rate level. The other three were no match for him, only their reputation in the martial arts world remained unknown. Never underestimate the peak of the second-rate realm. The martial world is vast, seemingly teeming with masters, but in reality, only a handful can truly reach the first-rate level. Even Lin Yu, who transmigrated and used Monkey Wine combined with the "Mysterious Heaven Change" mental technique to cultivate a large number of first-rate and even top-tier masters for the Ming Cult and the Beggars' Sect, making the first-rate realm seem much cheaper, still doesn't amount to more than a hundred first-rate masters in the entire martial world. As for second-rate masters, they are already the backbone of major sects. An ordinary sect with one or two early-stage second-rate masters is enough to dominate a region. As for the peak of the second-rate, they are basically capable of founding their own sect. Zhu Sheng, a mere scholar, reached this level solely through martial arts techniques he gleaned from observing calligraphy, supplemented by the introductory mental technique of the Nine Yang Divine Skill. Such comprehension and opportunity are rare even in the entire history of the martial world. Later, those who knew about it came to Zhu Sheng seeking martial arts instruction. Zhu Sheng just smiled and pointed to the brush and ink on the table: "My skills all come from calligraphy." "If you want to practice, you must first write the characters well, and then understand the principle of 'the force penetrates the paper,' and then you will have entered the door." The visitor was a rough, uncultured man who knew nothing of calligraphy and hated writing. Hearing this, he could only leave dejectedly. Meanwhile, having immersed himself in calligraphy practice for days, his brushstrokes flowed like dragons and snakes, the strength of his fingertips and the flow of his mind gradually becoming one. In Lin Yu's heart, his longing for Ye Bin, like faint ink spreading on rice paper, slowly faded with each stroke. He began to ponder the matter of breaking through to the Yuan Tai realm. This realm required condensing essence, energy, spirit, and spiritual power into a chaotic Yuan Tai, a watershed between mortals and immortals. It concerned whether he could successfully condense his Nascent Soul in the future, and he couldn't afford to be careless. Recalling his own experiences, from his soul transmigrating into the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, to saving the Fire Dragon, capturing Cheng Kun, supporting the Beggars' Sect, taking charge of the Ming Cult, healing Qian Ye, protecting Cui Shan, protecting Yin Li… ​​even throwing himself into the revolution and leading his troops against the Yuan, each and every one of these events was intertwined with countless causes and effects. Like a dense net binding him, it tightened his heart. "I have too many karmic ties and am too deeply connected to worldly fortune. Although I have now overcome the tribulation of love, I fear that the path to enlightenment will still be fraught with obstacles." Just as Lin Yu was pondering how to be more cautious, Er Xuan suddenly approached. Lin Yu noticed that although Mu Xuan had broken through to the late stage of the Swordsman realm, his aura was somewhat restless, clearly indicating an unstable foundation. A thought struck him, and he suddenly remembered a place—the White Sun Diagram of Wind Cave Mountain, Flower Rain Cave! … Dear readers: Hello everyone! This is my first novel, and today I'm finally saying goodbye to everyone~ When I first picked up this pen, my initial intention was very simple—I just wanted to fill in the "golden pits" left by Mr. Jin Yong and Mr. Huanzhu Louzhu. As a sailor, the days at sea are long and tedious. Initially, I just wrote for fun because I was bored with what to read, without thinking about publishing or deliberately crafting a story. I wrote a few lines when I felt like it, and then put it aside for a long time when I was busy. Over two or three years, I accumulated more than 300,000 words without realizing it. While rereading, I felt that some of the ideas for filling in the plot holes were quite creative, so I thought of sharing them. Thus, I came to Tomato with some trepidation. After more than three months and over 600,000 words, it's finally come to a satisfying end—well, let's just call it a satisfying end for now! Here, I sincerely thank every friend who has accompanied me this far! Without your support and understanding, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to persevere on this creative journey. I'll always cherish this gratitude in my heart. To be honest, as a newcomer with no publishing experience, I failed to tell the story well and made many irreparable mistakes, resulting in the book's disappointing sales figures. Near the end, I went back to review it, and I discovered a crucial problem after only hearing the first dozen or so chapters: After Lin Yu learned the Nine Yang Manual, everyone was clearly waiting to see him roam the martial world and dominate, but because I had put it off for too long and was only focused on filling in the plot holes, I glossed over this highlight and directly arranged for him to go to Youhuang Valley for plastic surgery! Haha~ Now, thinking about it, it's both laughable and pathetic. No wonder readers left; such an obvious mistake made the failure entirely justified. I really let everyone down! There are many similar regrets in the book, which I won't list one by one. In the past few days, I've been writing the complete story of Lin Yu's debut, adding a significant amount of words. Due to work commitments, I didn't have time to adjust and replace each chapter individually, so I had to integrate the content into chapters 13-18, resulting in these chapters being rather long, which may affect the reading experience. Please bear with me. However, it's gratifying that, as my first novel, even with mediocre traffic, I managed to maintain a consistent update schedule and a clean ending, giving this creative experience a complete conclusion. These past few days, I've also been reflecting on whether I can truly make a living as a writer. Currently, it seems likely that full-time writing would lead to financial ruin, haha. But I genuinely love telling stories, even if there's only one listener. In the future, I'll be an amateur writer, not bound by data, and continue to explore the world of words. I've decided not to revise some of the book's flaws. Let these regrets remain as a record of my growth from a novice author. Although this book didn't bring in any royalties, I gained far more than I imagined: First, I've met all of you dear readers. Every word of encouragement from you is my greatest motivation to keep going. Second, I've grown personally—writing definitely requires a lot of practice. My writing style in the later parts is much smoother and more mature than in the earlier ones. Looking back at my earlier work now, I can immediately spot the problems, which is the most tangible progress. Third, I've become familiar with the platform's rules and identified my weaknesses. I believe my second novel will show significant improvement. I know how big the gap is between me and the masters, and I will continue to learn from the rankings, hone my writing skills, and accumulate experience to live up to everyone's trust and encouragement. Finally, I want to say thank you again to all my friends who have supported me! The journey is long, the story is not over, see you in the next work! 🥸

7. 107 梦 Dreaming of the Condor Heroes, I Master the Sunflower Manual 梦回射雕，我练会葵花宝典 Moonlight Foot Soldier月光小卒Male-Channel Fanfiction19k WordsCompleted I Dreamed of the Condor Heroes and Mastered the Sunflower Manual 326Reads—Score—Shelves
8. 108 穿 Reborn as Wang Yuyan, I Write the Second Half of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer 穿成王语嫣，写下半部笑傲江湖 Moonlight Foot Soldier月光小卒Female-Channel Fanfiction19k WordsCompleted Reborn as Wang Yuyan, I Wrote the Second Half of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer 166Reads—Score—Shelves
9. 109 前 Memories of a Past Life: I’m Actually Yinggu from The Legend of the Condor Heroes! 前世记忆：我竟是射雕瑛姑！ Moonlight Foot Soldier月光小卒Female-Channel Fanfiction12k WordsCompleted Memories of my past life: I was Auntie Ying from The Legend of the Condor Heroes?! 51Reads—Score—Shelves
10. 110 神 The Legend of the Condor Heroes: A Later-Era Chronicle 神雕晚世录 Wanderer Returns at Night游子夜归人Male-Channel Fanfiction990k WordsOngoing Since the book’s “Dragon-Slaying Arc” became clear, most fans of Xiaolongnü have left, but people still report the story, and some readers question whether the characters are out of character: Xiaolongnü is too skilled, Yelü Qi is too decent, and Yang Guo isn’t wild enough. I’ll explain using the original work: First, Xiaolongnü is no weaker than Yang Guo, and he has no confidence that he can kill her with a single blow, so he needs to lay a trap. The evidence: In the Third Discussion of Mount 2.1kReads8.1Score194Shelves

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    There are no templates, systems, rebirths, or formulas; only the authentic Wuxia style. Of course, the original book's alternate history, subtle foreshadowing, irony, and fighting techniques are all included.

11. 111 穿 Transmigrated as Li Mochou? I Ditched the Ice Soul Needles to Reclaim the Wilderness 穿成李莫愁？扔掉冰魄银针去垦荒 Lan Xiaoba兰小八Female-Channel Fanfiction365k WordsOngoing [Ancient-style spin-off, 1vN + male rivals fighting for her in a battle royale + farming and land reclamation + an obsessed disciple + redemption + powerful figures in troubled times] Chen Yan brings her knowledge of agriculture as she enters the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes at the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, becoming Li Mochou, the resentful woman renowned for her peerless martial arts. The good news: From the start, she puts the brakes on in time and avoids the original owner 150Reads—Score—Shelves

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    The main character is Li Mochou. The character settings remain unchanged, but the plot is completely new. It features a strong female lead, a group of male leads, and a succubus as the female lead!

12. 112 杨 Yang Kang? No, Call Me the Founding Ancestor of Australia 杨康，不：请称我澳洲太祖 Beichen Likes Red Wine北辰喜欢喝红酒Male-Channel Fanfiction891k WordsCompleted He knew the plot inside out, but refused to follow the script. A 32-year-old soul transmigrated into the 14-year-old Wanyan Kang, with foreknowledge of every tragedy. He would not be a Song, a Jin, or a stepping stone for the Mongols. In this life, he would be the one moving the pieces. Using the resources of the prince's residence, he learned divine arts, amassed wealth, stockpiled weapons, and gathered extraordinary talents from across the land. Amid the turmoil at Zuixian Tower and the crashi 11Reads—Score—Shelves

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    When the Mount Hua Sword Tournament moves to the Southern Cross, the Eastern Heretic, Western Poison, Southern Emperor, Northern Beggar, and Zhou Botong reunite. But that's not all: the Mongolian National Preceptor Phagpa and the Golden Wheel Monk appear! Even more astonishing—Wang Chongyang, who faked his death and went into seclusion, arrives with Lin Chaoying, riding the waves, while the Drunken Monk Xuzhu also crosses the sea to join the gathering. Witness the Five Greats engage in an unprecedented battle on the Australian red soil—the dawn of a new era in martial arts! "Yang Kang, No: Please Call Me the Australian Founding Emperor"—A Southern Hemisphere Sword Tournament, surpassing all legends!

13. 113 神 The Return of the Condor Heroes: Guo'er, Do You Know What You Did Wrong? 神雕：过儿，你可知错？ Teacher Iruka伊鲁卡老师Male-Channel Fanfiction2.3M WordsCompleted Who says the Divine Condor Hero has to suffer a tragic life of widowhood? Yang Guo is determined to defy fate and rewrite his destiny! On the day he is crowned emperor, Xiaolongnu wears a phoenix coronet and bridal robes, becoming empress of the realm, while his other consort wears splendid silks and casts him sidelong glances. Is it gratitude, conquest, or an entanglement ordained by fate? See how Yang Guo breaks free of his tragic destiny, claims both the empire and its beauties, and establish 2kReads8.4Score122Shelves

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    This book is interesting just from its title.

14. 114 诸 Wandering Through the Martial Arts Worlds 诸天武侠逍遥 A Treeful of People一树人Anime Fanfiction1.0M WordsCompleted [Jin Yong fan fiction] [No System] [Decisive and ruthless] [Unmatched under heaven] [A thrilling ride] A modern young man unexpectedly becomes Liang Fa, a minor character who was killed by a single sword strike from the Mount Song Sect. Now that he knows the miserable fate awaiting him, how can he let history repeat itself in this life? Use his wits to claim the Nine Yin Manual! Rule the world of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer. Junior Sister? She's mine!!! Lan Fenghuang? She's mine!!! And every oth 16Reads6.8Score—Shelves

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    A new Jin Yong martial arts fanfiction is here! Traditional martial arts, no system. The book's content: fighting + romance + brotherhood + career advancement—a gradually unfolding tale of power-hungry characters, an invincible story with multiple female leads, each with her own unique story. The Condor Heroes is coming soon!

15. 115 兵 Marching Out of the Ten Thousand Mountains to Reclaim Our Homeland and Expand Our Borders 兵出十万大山，复故土拓新疆 The Twenty-Five-Thousand-Li Long March二万五千里长征路Historical885k WordsOngoing Liu Yongfu went up the mountain to gather firewood. In a dream, an old man told him that he was a mighty general who should defend his home and protect his people. When he woke, he also had a new set of memories from the future. Liu Yongfu decided that, besides defending his homeland, he should find the Han people a place to settle, help them survive more than a decade of war and natural disasters, and fight against imperialism... [Some parts of this story take liberties with history, or happen 5.4kReads—Score385Shelves

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    The male protagonist is reborn to reclaim his homeland and build a Han Chinese world for the people.

16. 116 回 After the College Entrance Exam, I Used My Foresight to Become a Tycoon 回到高考后，利用先知成富豪 The Twenty-Five-Thousand-Li Long March二万五千里长征路Urban841k WordsCompleted By a twist of fate, Chen Feiyu returns to the day after his class reunion, held after the college entrance exam. Using his information advantage, he makes up for past regrets. From the start, he sets his sights on the Brazil World Cup to earn his first fortune, then uses his expertise and memories to grow his money in the stock market. He also keeps in touch with his high school crush and his senior from university, wins the hearts of both beauties, and becomes a winner in life! 2.6kReads—Score107Shelves
17. 117 我 I, Wang Chongyang, Attain the Dao Across the Myriad Worlds 我，王重阳，证道诸天万界 The Neighbor's Toyata邻居家的toyataMale-Channel Fanfiction658k WordsCompleted After transmigrating as the young Wang Chongyang, he finds himself outside the Tomb of the Living Dead from the start, only for Lin Chaoying to shut the door on him? Li Yang says, “I'll make up for the original owner's regrets! To hell with being rigid and stubborn. In this life, this Daoist will cultivate alongside a Dao companion and make our sect flourish!” Thankfully, the Myriad Heavens Mirror activates just in time, reflecting the martial arts of The Storm Riders from the start! Three-Origi 60Reads5.5Score—Shelves

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    Wuxia (martial arts) worlds, reborn as Wang Chongyang, sweeping across countless worlds, invincible, including works like The Legend of the Condor Heroes, The Return of the Condor Heroes, Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, Tang Dynasty, and Jade Dynasty.

18. 118 神 Yang Guo of The Return of the Condor Heroes: I Cultivate the Sutra of Unfeelingness 神雕杨过：我修的是不仁经 Who'd Read It If There Were No Harem?不后宫谁看啊Male-Channel Fanfiction523k WordsCompleted [Dark tone + villain protagonist + revenge + System + invincible protagonist + multiple women] After an unexpected transmigration, the souls of a modern-day Yang Guo and the Condor Heroes' Yang Guo merged. He awoke aboard a large ship bound for Peach Blossom Island. He awakens a revenge System that rewards him for getting back at those who wronged Yang Guo in his previous life. Faced with Guo Jing's hypocrisy, Huang Rong's suspicion, and Guo Fu's harassment, Yang Guo recalls the grudge over his 21Reads—Score—Shelves

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    I've taken them all.

19. 119 神 The Divine Eagle, Peach Blossom Island, Peach Blossom Dreams, and Peach Blossom Tribulations 神雕，桃花岛，桃花梦，桃花劫 Ink-Stained Mysterious Abyss墨染玄渊Male-Channel Fanfiction224k WordsOngoing As peach blossoms drift down, she gathers him in her arms. From that moment on, the orchids bloomed. For all the years to come, there would only be her. Only her. Love the one you should love, kill the one you should kill. He is waiting. Someone asked, “Who are you waiting for?” He smiled. “The one I ought to wait for.” What is love, the world over? That it should make us pledge our lives, in death as in life. I have come to fulfill a dream of the jianghu. You are here, I am here, she is her 288Reads—Score116Shelves

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    A must-recommend...

20. 120 神 The Return of the Condor Heroes: In Frosty Years, I Think Only of One Hibiscus 神雕：霜年独念一枝芙 The Twenty-Ninth Day of Winter冬月二十九Male-Channel Fanfiction232k WordsCompleted Everyone knows how devoted Yang Guo was to Little Dragon Girl. He waited sixteen years for her, and their story spread far and wide, celebrated by all as a love so deep it defied death, and a devotion that never wavered. Everyone praises the happy ending of the Condor Heroes, believing it to be the best possible conclusion. But only the autumn wind knows, and only the river remembers. All his life, he crossed the Sea of Passion, crossed the divide of separation, and crossed the paths of all unde 2.2kReads—Score134Shelves

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    A very detailed and clear explanation of the underlying plot lines, starting with the father-daughter relationship between Ouyang Feng and Li Mochou and Xiaolongnu, then moving on to Wu Santong's scheme to get Guo Jing and Huang Rong to take the Wu brothers as disciples, and finally to Granny Sun using gratitude to force Yang Guo to stay in the Ancient Tomb... It's probably the clearest explanation of the underlying plot lines on the entire site so far.

21. 121 我 I Became Yang Guo 我成了杨过 The Director on the Left, Not the One on the Right左导右不导Male-Channel Fanfiction346k WordsCompleted His body shrinks, and he becomes Yang Guo, meeting Huang Rong and Guo Jing. But after arriving on Peach Blossom Island, Yang Guo realizes that something is very wrong with Huang Rong. He has no choice but to set out for Mount Zhongnan. At eighteen, he descends the mountain with Xiaolongnü to help Guo Jing and Huang Rong deal with the Golden Wheel Dharma King. When Yang Guo sees Huang Rong again, he discovers something even more outrageous... 144Reads6.2Score106Shelves

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    Huang Rong, Little Dragon Girl

22. 122 神 Condor Hero Huang Rong: Brother Jing, Let’s Get a Divorce 神雕黄蓉：靖哥哥，我们离婚吧 Stealing Light at Dawn凌晨偷光Male-Channel Fanfiction1.7M WordsOngoing Yang Lai transmigrates into The Return of the Condor Heroes. Yang Guo dies saving him, after which Guo Jing takes him back to Peach Blossom Island, where he becomes a servant. But then a huge misunderstanding causes trouble, and to prevent future problems, Huang Rong personally sends him off to become a Daoist priest... 6.5kReads7.2Score659Shelves
23. 123 孟 Uncle Meng's Eighth Book 孟叔的第8本书 Uncle Meng孟叔Male-Channel Fanfiction134k WordsOngoing [Multiple Transmigrators] [System] [Nearly Invincible] Zhang Yi transmigrated into The Return of the Condor Heroes and became Zhen Zhibing. To his utter surprise, the Little Dragon Maiden was a transmigrator too. To get justice for herself and the original owner of her body, she fought her way into the Quanzhen Sect, only to discover that Zhen Zhibing wasn’t there. As she left the sect, the two fellow transmigrators ran into each other. The female transmigrators include the Little Dragon Maiden 2Reads—Score—Shelves

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    🥥Family members, does anyone understand this?! Zhen Zhibing from The Return of the Condor Heroes has become a dragon knight, and he's a complete idiot who thinks time travel is a dream. What's even more outrageous is that Xiaolongnu is also a time traveler. And the most unbelievable thing is that the two of them are from the same hometown!

24. 124 我 I’m a Fortune-Teller in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils: From the Start, I Predict Xuanbei’s Death 我在天龙当神棍，开局算玄悲要死 The Fortune-Telling Blind Man算命的瞎子Male-Channel Fanfiction1.1M WordsOngoing [Power levels stay consistent + faithful to the original with minimal changes + making up for regrets] Reborn as the junior disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, I took a Longevity Pill and slept for over sixty years. When I woke up, Tianshan Tonglao was my eldest senior sister, and Wuyazi was my second senior brother. The legend of “Qiao Feng in the north, Murong in the south” was spreading across the martial world. I did a quick calculation and came up with a title for myself: Shen Jizi. When Maste 5kReads7.0Score123Shelves

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    Not yet the Condor Heroes

25. 125 开 A Bowl from the Start: Conquering the Realm with Heaven's Sword and Dragon Slaying Sabre 开局一个碗：倚天屠龙打江山 Mu Fan沐梵Male-Channel Fanfiction305k WordsCompleted I save a beauty, only for Ji Xiaofu to knock me down. To get in with the powerful, I become Peng Yingyu’s disciple and even take Yang Xiao as my adoptive father. The two of them come up with a rotten scheme: make me pose as Kong Wen’s illegitimate son so I can sneak into Shaolin and learn the Tendon-Transforming Scripture. But Cheng Kun treats me too well, stealing Little Rejuvenation Pills for me to eat like candy! After mastering the Tendon-Transforming Scripture and the Indestructible Diamond 178Reads—Score—Shelves

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    My soul has been reborn as a mythical bird; watch my outrageous antics! [Eating popcorn]

26. 126 穿 Reborn as a Seventy-Year-Old Farmer, I Rejuvenate by Giving Gifts 穿成七旬老农，我靠赠礼返老还童 The Brain of a Shoelace托鞋的脑仁Eastern Fantasy1.7M WordsCompleted What does it feel like to awaken a System at the age of 79? Li Chengfeng will tell you: give a widow some eggs and get five years of life in return; give the village belle some hair oil and get a hundred taels of silver. People can gossip all they like. Once I've won over every beauty in the village, the town, and the entire country, then they can talk. 140Reads—Score219Shelves

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    ♀…

27. 127 托 Tuoxie De Naoren's 15th Book 托鞋的脑仁第15本书 The Brain of a Shoelace托鞋的脑仁Urban3.3M WordsOngoing 110Reads6.8Score122Shelves

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