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1. 701 允 The Gear That's Allowed to Stop 允许停摆的齿轮 A Brush Writes All Under Heaven指笔画天下6k WordsCompleted Gears Allowed to Stop —Reads—Score—Shelves
2. 702 昏 After I Fell into a Coma, Mom Became My Grandma 昏迷后，妈妈成了我的奶奶 Lone Moon00孤月00Mystery476k WordsCompleted I woke in a pool of blood, with a dead old man lying beside me. When I opened my eyes again, Dad was gone. Mom had become “Grandma,” called me her “good girl,” and said she was a transmigrator. I didn’t believe her. I secretly stopped taking my medicine, but my memories grew more and more deranged Did I kill someone? Am I a transmigrator? Am I a boy or a girl? When I was ten, she forced me into a ghost marriage with a paper effigy. When I was twenty, I saw a bearded man in the mirror. She had ma 6Reads—Score—Shelves

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   Ma San reached out to push him away, his hand already on Chen Jianguo's shoulder, and shoved him aside. Chen Jianguo raised his hand, removed Ma San's hand from his shoulder, and pushed him outwards. The force wasn't great, but the movement was decisive. Ma San looked at his hand that had been pushed away, stunned. Then he laughed—not a real laugh, but the kind of laugh that comes from feeling humiliated and needing to regain face with a bigger commotion. He rolled up the sleeves of his military uniform and spat on the ground. "I've been giving you face, haven't I? Brothers, let's show this kid who's in charge around here." The men behind him scattered, surrounding him from the base of the wall. One of them went around to the side, blocking the way to the baggage room. Another burly man clenched his fists and pressed forward, his knuckles cracking. Xiulian took half a step back, her back hitting the wall. Her fingers gripped the strap of her cloth bag tightly, her eyes darting left and right, calculating which way to run. But Chen Jianguo didn't run. Not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't—Xiulian was behind him, his back to her, trapping her in the corner. This posture wasn't his choice; it was instinct. He shifted his weight onto the balls of his feet, his arms slightly outstretched, protecting the space behind him. Ma San threw a punch. Chen Jianguo dodged to the side, grabbing Ma San's wrist and pulling him diagonally downwards. Ma San staggered a couple of steps from the force of his own movement. The burly man next to him pounced from the side, grabbing him around the waist and slamming him against the wall. His back hit the brick wall of the luggage room, his shoulder blade scraping against the cracks in the brickwork, stinging painfully. Ma San seized the opportunity to get up and punched him in the cheekbone. He tilted his head to the left, but still couldn't dodge properly—his eye burned, and he saw stars. He gritted his teeth, crawled out from under the burly man's arm, and kicked Ma San in the waist, sending Ma San staggering back several steps. Ma San crashed into an empty luggage cart standing against the wall, the iron wheels clattering to the ground, the axle still creaking. A thug nearby grabbed half a carrying pole that someone had dropped and swung it at Chen Jianguo's shoulder. Chen Jianguo raised his left arm to block—the pole struck his arm, the impact numbing his entire arm, from his wrist all the way to his shoulder. He groaned, staggered back a couple of steps, but didn't fall. Xiulian steadied him from behind; he could feel the strength of her fingers through his blue cloth jacket—tight, but steady. Just then, a clear shout came from outside the crowd. "Stop it, all of you!" The voice was shrill, carrying an undeniable air of authority. The crowd paused, then turned their heads in unison. Zhao Hongying stood at the door of the luggage room. Today she wore a short black woolen coat, a red scarf, and a white knitted hat. On her feet were a pair of polished black leather shoes with heels. In the station square of those days, a girl dressed like that wasn't an ordinary person. She had just come from Changjiang Road, carrying a bulging paper bag printed with "Changchun Department Store No. 2," probably containing new clothes bought at the store. Standing next to her was a girl dressed similarly, her friend, also carrying a paper bag. Seeing the scene, she took a half-step back and tugged at Hongying's sleeve: "Hongying, don't get involved..." Hongying ignored her. She shoved the paper bag into her friend's hand, and strode forward in her black leather shoes, her red scarf fluttering in the wind. The folding umbrella in her hand—she usually carried one for sun protection in summer and snow protection in winter—was now clutched upside down, the tip pointing at Ma San's face. "You, a grown man, bullying a kid with a bunch of people, aren't you ashamed? If you're so tough, go find Old Wang at the railway police station and see if he doesn't handcuff you to a radiator pipe all night." Her voice was crisp and loud, drawing stares from passersby in the station square. Ma San, clutching his kicked back, was about to retaliate when he saw it was a woman and laughed. "And who do you think you are?" "I'm your great-aunt." Hong Ying thrust her umbrella forward, almost poking Ma San's nose. "Ma San, ask around the station, everyone knows what you do! Last month you helped an old man from Jiutai carry his bag, asked him for 50 cents, and when he refused, you threw the bag into the sink. That old man cried all night in the waiting room, and I had to ask Jianye to retrieve it. And you still have the nerve to act tough here?" Ma San's face turned a deep shade of purple. He recognized her—the second daughter of Old Zhao's family on Dongsan Street, Chen Jianye's girlfriend. Who is Chen Jianye? He was a soldier, spent two years working at the railway station, and now drives a train at the locomotive depot. His gang of brothers, Heizi, Dabin, and Erfei, are all formidable. Ma San swallowed hard, but he couldn't back down in front of so many of his brothers. He reached out to brush away the umbrella—"Mind your own business, you bitch." Before he could finish speaking, a hand reached in from outside the crowd and grabbed his wrist. Chen Jianye was wearing the locomotive depot's blue work clothes, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, the veins on his forearms bulging. Behind him were Heizi, Dabin, and Erfei—Dabin was still clutching a handful of sunflower seeds, the shells still unspitting out, as he ran over; Erfei was panting heavily, his stomach trembling under his work clothes; Heizi picked up a discarded stove hook from the ground, weighed it in his hand, and poked it against the wall, causing ash to fall from the cracks in the brickwork. He was tall, standing behind Da Bin and Er Fei like a wall. The men behind Ma San turned pale when they saw Chen Jianye. The burly man released his grip on Chen Jianguo's collar and took a step back. The one carrying the carrying pole threw it to the ground, where it bounced once and rolled to the base of the wall. Chen Jianye gripped Ma San's wrist tightly, so tightly that Ma San's five fingers were spread open, and the iron pipe fell from his hand, crashing to the ground with a thud. "Ma San, you dare touch my brother?" Chen Jianye's voice wasn't loud, but each word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. "Brother Jianye," Ma San's voice trailed off, "I didn't know he was your brother. He kicked me first—" "He kicked you? How many of you are there? How many of him are there?" Chen Jianye shoved his hand aside. "Get lost. If I ever see you bullying people in front of the station again, I'll make sure you can't stay in this area." Ma San clutched his wrist, his lips trembling. He wanted to say something harsh but didn't dare. Finally, he spat on the ground, turned, and left. His brothers followed him, walking quickly with their heads down, none of them looking back. Chen Jianguo leaned against the wall, panting heavily. The bruise on his cheekbone was bigger than before, his eye was a little swollen, and there were several abrasions on his arm. Xiulian stood beside him, handing him a handkerchief—she had taken it out of her bag at some point—and he took it. He took it and pressed it to the corner of his eye. The handkerchief was old, faded from washing, with a crooked little flower embroidered on the edge. The flower was embroidered with great care, the stitches dense and solid; it was Xiulian who had done it herself. Hongying folded her umbrella, tucked it under her arm, and walked over to glance at Chen Jianguo. Her gaze swept from his torn sleeve to the bruise at the corner of his eye, then she turned to Jianye and said, "Is this your brother? He looks quite like you." There was no disgust or surprise in her tone, only a kind of helplessness that said, "Why are all the people in your Chen family so good at causing trouble?" Jianye nodded, went over and helped Jianguo up from the wall, patting the brick dust off his shoulder. He didn't say, "Why did you cause trouble again?" Nor "I'll settle the score with you when we get home." He just patted the dust off, then turned to Heizi and said, "Go and call Old Wang." Heizi stuck the stove hook against the wall and ran off. His strides were long; he crossed the square in a few steps. The station police station was located in a two-story building on the west side of the square. The exterior walls were gray brick, and the windows had iron bars. A Changjiang 750 police tricycle was parked outside, with the words "Public Security" painted in large white paint on the sidecar. Old Wang was drinking tea inside when Hei Zi pushed open the door, bringing a gust of cold wind that knocked the duty roster off the table. "Uncle Wang, something's happened. Ma San beat up Jianye's brother." Old Wang put down his enamel mug. "Which Jianye?" "Chen Jianye. From the locomotive depot." "His brother? Chen Jianguo?" "Yes. Over at the baggage room. You need to go quickly." Old Wang stood up, pulled his hat over his head, took a few steps towards the door, then turned back to pick up the enamel mug. The veteran officers at the station police station were all like this; they never forgot to bring their tea mugs when going out on cases. By the time he arrived, Ma San had already been dragged back by Jianye. No one knows how he managed to drag Ma San back—Da Bin later said that when Jianye was working at the station, Ma San was still squatting by the wall picking up cigarette butts to smoke. At the baggage room door, Old Wang stood between two groups of people, holding an enamel mug. To his left were Ma San's gang; some were clutching their wrists, others were brushing dust off their trousers, all heads bowed, afraid to look up. To his right was Chen Jianguo, his blue cotton jacket torn, a bruise around his eye. Chen Jianye stood beside him, behind him were Hongying and her sisters, and further behind were Hei Zi, Da Bin, and Erfei. Xiulian stood beside Jianguo, the handkerchief in her hand crumpled from his grip, but she didn't take it back. Old Wang took a sip of water, looking left, then right. "Tell me. Who started it?" Ma San spoke first. "Uncle Wang, a bunch of them surrounded me. That kid kicked me, that big guy almost poked me with a stove hook, and this woman even pointed an umbrella at my face and cursed at me, publicly humiliating me." He pointed at Hong Ying, spitting as he spoke. Hong Ying sneered. "Humiliate you? I said you're Ma San, everyone at the station knows what kind of person you are—this is an insult? This is the truth." She glanced at Old Wang. "Uncle Wang, I saw it with my own eyes. Ma San and four or five people were beating him up. I couldn't stop them. If we hadn't come, who knows what would have happened today." "He attacked me first!" Ma San pointed at Chen Jianguo. "He pushed me!" "Don't you know who started it?" Xiu Lian suddenly spoke up. Her voice wasn't loud, but every word was clear, and everyone present heard it. "You pushed him first. He blocked you from touching me, so you hit him." She crumpled the rumpled handkerchief in her hand, then looked up at Old Wang. "He blocked me once last winter at the waiting room entrance. He said he'd find me a job. I ignored him. He came again today and hit me. It's his old habit." Old Wang looked at Ma San with an expression that wasn't like he was interrogating a case—he was looking at a seasoned swindler who had been on this street for five or six years and had finally run into a wall. "Ma San, how many times have I told you this in the past few years at the station? Count for yourself." Ma San opened his mouth. "The third time." "The third time." Old Wang slammed the enamel mug on the stone table next to him, the bottom of the mug hitting the stone with a dull thud. "Tell me yourself, what did you promise me last time?" Ma San didn't speak. He kept his head down, the dark red smell of alcohol on his face had faded, leaving only a scar on his nose, drooping eyes, and a face that was no longer young. Old Wang didn't ask him any more questions, turned to look at Chen Jianguo, and then at Ma San. Someone in the crowd whispered, "He should have been taught a lesson long ago"—it was the old man who sold tea eggs, pushing his stove and squeezing to the front of the crowd, craning his neck to see inside. Old Wang took off his hat and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. "Ma San, you brought four or five people to beat up one person, this is not a big deal, but it's not a small one either. How do you want to settle this?" "I... I'll compensate him." "Compensate for what?" Ma San rummaged in his pocket and pulled out a few crumpled bills, placing them on the stone table where Old Wang was. Old Wang looked down and counted them—three yuan and fifty cents. He glanced at the bruises on Chen Jianguo's face, then at Ma San's face, which looked like it was about to burst from holding back his anger, and pushed the money in front of Chen Jianguo. "Is this enough?" Chen Jianguo didn't look at the money. He glanced at Xiulian. Xiulian stood beside him, her expression calm, but her eyes held a hint of something that had just been crying but hadn't yet let out. It wasn't pain, nor fear, but a weariness from holding it in for so long, finally able to let go. She rubbed her feet on the ground, the soles of her cotton shoes making a soft rustling sound on the gray bricks of the station square. "That's enough." He stood up, folded the three yuan and fifty cents neatly, and put it in the inner pocket of his blue cloth jacket. Then he took out two yuan from his pocket—the three yuan he had asked his mother for before leaving home, having spent one, leaving two—and handed it to Hongying. "Sister-in-law, here's the money back. I appreciate your kindness earlier. But giving money to that stuff is wasteful." Hongying took the money, glanced down at it, didn't refuse, but a smile appeared on her lips. The way she looked at Chen Jianguo had changed—no longer the sympathy for an older unemployed youth, but a kind of recognition. Old Wang stood up and picked up his enamel mug. "Alright. Everyone disperse. Ma San, you're coming back to the station with me. This time it's not just a verbal warning." He nodded to Chen Jianguo. "Those who need to go to the hospital, go to the hospital; those who need to go home, go home." The crowd dispersed. The old man selling tea eggs pushed his stove back, saying to the stevedore beside him, "Someone should have taught Ma San a lesson a long time ago. That girl—the one with the red scarf—is fierce. One poke with an umbrella, and Ma San's face turned green." The stevedore took his cigarette butt from his mouth and threw it on the ground. "That's Old Chen's eldest son's girlfriend. The Chen family isn't to be trifled with." A small patch of sun peeked out from behind the clouds, falling on the gray bricks of the station square, illuminating the years of grime and cigarette butts in the cracks. The station square returned to its usual rhythm—some were carrying luggage to catch trains, some were riding bicycles with jingling bells, and some were pushing strollers around the pond. The snowman's head had been picked up and put back on its body, standing crookedly by the pool, a twig stuck in its mouth—probably a pipe a child had put in it. Hongying walked ahead, arm in arm with Jianye. The folding umbrella in her hand had been neatly tucked under her arm. Dabin squatted against the wall, still clutching a handful of sunflower seeds, shells flying around his mouth. He gestured towards Xiulian, saying to Erfei, "Look. That handkerchief. She embroidered it herself." Erfei glanced at it, said nothing, but brought the enamel mug to his lips, finding the water empty. Chen Jianguo and Xiulian walked at the very back. His knees still hurt, making him limp, but he didn't utter a sound. She walked beside him, having retrieved the handkerchief, folded it neatly, and stuffed it into her cloth bag. Neither of them spoke, but their steps were in sync—fast when they walked fast, slow when they walked slow. "Don't sleep in the waiting room at night anymore," he suddenly said. "Where are you sleeping?" "Let me think." He reached into his pocket, his fingers touching the three yuan and fifty cents. He remembered something, stopped, took out the three yuan and fifty cents, and handed half to Xiulian. "Here you go. Ma San owes you." Xiulian looked down at the crumpled bills and didn't take them. He pushed them forward again. "Take it. This is what he owes you." She took it, folded the money neatly, and stuffed it into the innermost pocket of her cotton-padded coat. That was the first time in her three years in Changchun that she had her own money. It wasn't found, it wasn't begged, it wasn't given to her by anyone. It was owed to her by a scoundrel named Ma San, and a man named Chen Jianguo had gotten it back. "Are you going to the grain store tomorrow?" She asked. "Yes," he said. This time, he felt he might really go.

3. 703 白 My Moonlight Turned Into My Enemy 白月光变仇人 Bing Qian冫仟Modern Romance204k WordsCompleted [Revenge]+ [Forced Love]+ [Love and Hate]+ [Rekindled Romance]+ [A Groveling Heroine Pursuit] Eight years ago, her father fell from the roof of their own home. He was the one who called the police. She stood outside the morgue, clutching her phone. She was eighteen, and her whole world had collapsed. In a single night, she lost her family and everything she had. Eight years later, she returns in a glamorous, captivating secret identity as one of the industry’s top public relations powerhouses. S —Reads—Score—Shelves

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4. 704 玉 The Jade Pendant Immortal Path: From Good-for-Nothing to Child of the Plane 玉佩仙途：从废柴到位面之子 Ying Zi影梓Eastern Fantasy1.1M WordsOngoing So what if his dantian is shattered? So what if he’s only a menial disciple? A mysterious jade pendant lets him defy fate and rise to the top! Lin Feng of the Qingyun Sect rebuilds his foundation with the pendant’s power, but is also drawn into a world-shaking maelstrom. Fortuitous opportunities and deadly threats go hand in hand, as do glory and conspiracy. Watch a good-for-nothing youth ascend step by step amid bloodshed and chaos, turning the whole world upside down! 9Reads6.6Score—Shelves
5. 705 我 Those Years I Sang for the Dead 我给死人唱戏那些年 Bing Qian冫仟30k WordsCompleted Those Years I Sang for the Dead —Reads—Score—Shelves
6. 706 全 Global: My Spirit Beast Is My Future Self 全民：我的御兽是未来的自己 Ying Zi影梓Urban538k WordsOngoing In the twenty-first century, spiritual qi revival swept the world, ushering in the “Age of Beast Taming.” Everyone could awaken a Beast Taming Space upon turning eighteen and become a Beast Tamer by forming a contract with a pet beast. Pet beasts progressed through the following ranks: Awakening, Extraordinary, Commander, Lord, Overlord, Totem, and Mythical. A Beast Tamer’s rank was linked to the strength of their pet beast. 26Reads—Score—Shelves
7. 707 明 A Dream of Returning with the Sheng Flute, Ink Ashes by My Pillow 明烬枕书一梦笙归 Listening to the Rain聽雨瀟瀟Ancient Romance288k WordsOngoing Han Zhiling, a history graduate student, was up late revising her thesis when she cursed, “The Ming dynasty fell. What the hell does that have to do with me?” When she woke up, she had become the youngest daughter of the Han family, whose entire household was destined to die according to the history books. Seventeen years remained until Beijing fell and the Chongzhen Emperor hanged himself. Looking at herself swaddled in her crib, Han Zhiling swallowed those words. Fine. Now it really does hav —Reads—Score—Shelves

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8. 708 我 My Little Hong Kong Devil Can’t Possibly Be This Cute 我的香江小恶魔不可能这么可爱 Username Is Insignificant用户名不足道Urban2.9M WordsOngoing [Not-So-Classic School Life]+ [Loli]+ [Everyday Life]+ [Urban]+ [Mystery]+ [Could Be One Heroine, Could Be Several]+ [Ensemble Cast]+ [Basically, Who Knows What Elements] [This isn’t the story of one person or one couple. It’s a story universe.] [Fans of different pairings are welcome.] [Brief and Straightforward Synopsis] Li Longji is an eighteen-year-old man. He shares his name and birthday with Emperor Xuanzong of Tang, Li Longji, who ushered in the Kaiyuan Golden Age and brought about the 36Reads8.8Score—Shelves

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9. 709 没 With No Golden Finger, I'll Be My Own Light 没有金手指，我就做自己的光 Speedwell in Spring春天里的婆婆纳Ancient Romance198k WordsCompleted Murong Xue ascended the throne at sixteen, inheriting a battered and broken Xiliang: the treasury held only eight thousand taels of silver, the court officials were all scheming for themselves, and the borders faced enemies on three fronts. She had no System, no golden finger, no cheat of any kind. She had only herself. And Shen Mu, the boy who had grown up by her side. He joined the army at fifteen, became a deputy general at eighteen, and was made a general at twenty-two. The longest thing he —Reads—Score—Shelves

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   A modern-day brute and a young empress from another world, facing the same mess, what will they do? One has a cheat-like ability from another world, the other is a native with no such advantage—how will they manage to fight powerful ministers, fill the national treasury, and bring peace? A cold and aloof imperial advisor and a loyal childhood friend—how will they protect the people and her? The answers are all here. Read on! #ShortStory #Completed

10. 710 开 The Whole City Wants Me Dead from the Start? I'll Clear the Abyss Solo as a Lone Adventurer! 开局全城封杀？我散人单通深渊！ Waiting for the Wind and for You 666等风也等你666Urban887k WordsOngoing On Awakening Day, he is cruelly disowned, and Lin Yuan, the true young master, awakens as a rankless [Freelancer]! “So what if I have no class restrictions? I’m still a useless sewer rat who can’t change classes!” Facing a citywide ban imposed by the Lin family and the scorn of the world, Lin Yuan activates the Supreme Law System! [Ding! Law-tier trait acquired: Absolute Evasion! Evasion chance locked at 100%, ignoring causality!] [Ding! Advanced trait fused: Absolute True Damage! Ignores defens 184Reads—Score119Shelves
11. 711 三 The Spirit Medium of the Three Realms 三界通灵人 Carefree Bodhi Seed逍遥菩提子Mystery321k WordsCompleted From spirit medium to spiritual cultivator to primordial spirit, I slowly unveil the mystery. Born with an extraordinary destiny, I endured trial after trial. A strip of red cloth, three chi and three cun long; the elders of the clan and the old spirits of the mountain. My grandmother was a famous village shaman, and the Fox, Yellow Weasel, Porcupine, and Python spirits accompanied me, making me a medium between yin and yang. I roam the Three Realms, helping people avert disaster and driving out 300Reads—Score—Shelves

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12. 712 本 I Wanted to Cultivate Immortality and Make a Fortune, but Was Forced to Become a Demon and Save the World 本想修仙赚大钱，被迫成魔救世间 A Letter Knows When Night Falls锦书知晚Fantastical Romance213k WordsOngoing [No romance + subverting expectations + humorous and hilarious] This is a slow-burn novel. The heroine is a rational lunatic at heart. She enjoys coming up with inventions that turn conventions on their head, is an extreme egoist, and is no selfless saint. The Ruan family transmigrates to the Spirit Immortal Realm. They plan to find a sect to lie low in, make a fortune, and live as rich folks. But then the System binds itself to Ruan Ning and forces her to win over all kinds of prodigies. Ruan N 3Reads—Score—Shelves

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13. 713 我 I Conquered the Cultivation World by Selling Goods 我靠带货征服修仙界 Speedwell in Spring春天里的婆婆纳Fantastical Romance112k WordsCompleted I'm lazy and just want to get a taste of the internet, have fun, de-stress, and enjoy myself. My values are sound, I don't dwell on the details, and if you don't like it, please don't flame me. I'll keep improving. You're always welcome, and the plot can be customized 😊. In short, as long as everyone's having fun, that's what matters. —Reads—Score—Shelves
14. 714 时 The Silent Track of Time 时轨无声 Mo Chenyan莫辰言Historical226k WordsOngoing Liu Shaoyang opens his eyes to find himself a refugee outside Pei County at the end of the Qin Dynasty. Hunger, fleeing soldiers, and harsh rule could kill him at any moment. Thanks to his knowledge of history, he rescues Fan Xiandu from marauding defeated troops. In the timeline he remembers, this clever woman was destined to marry Liu Bang and become an ancestor of Liu Xiu. Now her fate has changed. All he wanted was to survive, but step by step, he is swept into the currents of history. Liu B —Reads—Score—Shelves

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    I've been reading high-quality historical fiction (70s, 80s, 90s) for a while now, and I'm hoping fellow readers will give me a chance to write a Western Han Dynasty historical time-travel novel that I genuinely love. It's slow-paced, well-developed, unconventional, and not mindless. The protagonist is a top-notch bodyguard trained in the military who transmigrates, struggling to survive from the bottom as a laborer, relying solely on his intelligence and skills, without a system or cheat codes. He unintentionally becomes the biological father of "Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu," and his story involves a love-hate relationship with fellow time-traveler Wang Mang! I've carefully polished the writing and plot, but nobody seems to be reading it. If you're looking for a good read and enjoy a realistic historical atmosphere, a patient protagonist, and political intrigue, please take a look. It's not about quantity, but quality. Thank you so much!

15. 715 逼 You Forced Me Off the Team? After I Left, I Made a Pact with Ten Thousand Beasts 逼我退队？退队后我契约了万兽 Waiting for the Wind and for You 666等风也等你666Urban724k WordsCompleted [Unlimited Contracts + Ancestral Bloodline Awakening + An Invincible True Form: Who could possibly handle this?] His support class is looked down on from the start? His beast companion of three years dies in battle? His girlfriend dumps him, his teammates mock him as a good-for-nothing, and they kick him out of the team without mercy! Li Yi: Thanks for asking. I’m out in the rain at night, and I just picked up a stray dog. [Ding! Beast Soul Sovereign System activated!] [Chinese rural dog detecte 216Reads6.9Score103Shelves
16. 716 明 Crown Prince Liu Ju of the Ming: My Father Is Zhu Yuanzhang 明太子刘据：我的老爹朱元璋 Boss Cao of Jian'an建安曹总Historical1.3M WordsOngoing Part of the Emperor Qin, Emperor Wu of Han, Emperor Taizong of Tang, and Emperor Taizu of Ming series: The Crown Prince of Han, Liu Ju, Reincarnated in Zhu Biao He is Liu Ju, a lonely soul who has lingered for a thousand years. All his life, he wanted nothing more than to hear, “A father understands his son, and a son understands his father.” He is Zhu Yuanzhang, an iron-willed emperor who, in his later years, bears the pain of losing his son. When the soul of a crown prince from the Han dynas 2.6kReads8.6Score187Shelves

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    Focus on mutual evaluation of integrity

17. 717 开 A Woof-Woof from the Start 开局一条汪汪 That Is Way Too Ridiculous太太太离谱了Eastern Fantasy265k WordsCompleted Reborn as the most useless mutt in the cultivation world. But this dog has a secret: I can “lick” cultivators' belongings and directly extract their techniques and spiritual energy. Lick a ring, gain a breathing technique. Lick an iron sword, gain a sword-flying art. Lick a bone... Never mind, let's not talk about that. Three days later, a mutt reached Foundation Establishment. The strongest cultivator in the sect, a beautiful woman as cool and aloof as frost, took me home and raised me as an or 1Reads—Score—Shelves

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    This book is really good.

18. 718 去 To Hell with You! This Princess Is Taking the Throne 去你的吧，这龙椅该本公主坐了 The Overbearing Beast Who Likes Book Drums喜欢书鼓的霸玄兽Ancient Romance772k WordsOngoing [Reincarnated Before Birth + Empress + Childhood Sweethearts + Mutual Firsts + Height Difference + Nation-Building and Farming + Epic War] Reborn in the womb as a princess, all I wanted was to keep my head down. The noble clans bully my childhood sweetheart? Then I'll send their whole families to the grave. My dog of an emperor father wants to marry me off to secure his throne? I'll defy the decree and head north, then raze the Turkic royal court that meant to marry me as a wedding gift! With my 184Reads8.6Score—Shelves

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19. 719 末 In the Age of Declining Dharma, I Used My Powers to Build a World 末法时代，我凭异能造世界 Farmer of Eastern Qin东秦农夫Eastern Fantasy221k WordsCompleted [Epic Fantasy + God-Slaying + Weaving Lies About Magic + Creation-Era Prodigies] Ten thousand years ago, a false god slaughtered the gods, rewrote the laws of the world, spun the lie of “woven magic,” and founded the Church of Light and Shadow. Every generation of pontiffs has been a reincarnation of the Light and Shadow God’s soul, enslaving all under the title of “divine emissary.” The ancient magic tribes were mercilessly wiped out, leaving Sean as their sole survivor. Bearing the name “Magic 3Reads—Score—Shelves

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20. 720 苟 A Life of Lying Low in the Brocade-Clad Guard 苟在锦衣夜行的人生 Dark Dust, Dusk Snow暗尘暮雪Urban386k WordsOngoing His younger brother, who shared his mother but not his father, went missing. Bai Yu opened the black suitcase the boy had left under the bed and understood one thing: The world is a bride beneath a veil. Whoever lifts her veil, she belongs to him. Fifty years spent cloaked in luxury, walking unseen through the night. Life is like dust beneath the bright moon. 25Reads—Score—Shelves

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21. 721 江 There's a Little Ghost at the Bottom of the River, and He Calls Me Dad 江底有个小鬼，他喊我爸爸 Meow Isn't Miao Meow喵不是妙喵Mystery565k WordsCompleted Blurb One: The corpse retrievers of Cangjiang have one rule: never look back. That day, I broke the rule and turned to look at the river. A child stood beneath the water, his face deathly pale as he smiled at me. That night, he crouched beside my bed and timidly called me “Uncle.” I didn’t think much of it until he told me, “You look like my dad.” Only later did I learn that this little ghost was the corpse I had pulled from the river with my own hands three years earlier. He called me Dad for t —Reads—Score—Shelves
22. 722 从 Facing the Gods, Starting in the Deep Sea 从深海开始直面神祇 Mo Qianxing moaison莫千行moaisonUrban162k WordsOngoing [A Touch of Otherworldly Content]+ [Divine Invasion]+ [Corruption]+ [Fantasy Systems]=Facing the Gods, Starting in the Deep Sea After an intimate encounter with a truck, Lin Shen transmigrates into a young man’s body. The body looks just like he used to. But the world is completely different. Gods, corruption, evolution or assimilation? Should I stop being human, or hold on to my humanity? The deep sea is unfamiliar to humanity, yet it is also where humanity is most eager to explore. Humans gree —Reads—Score—Shelves

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23. 723 樊 Fan A: A Modern Swordsman Crashes the Eastern Han Medicine Market 樊阿：现代刀客搅局东汉药市 Wang Hanzi王涵子Historical1.0M WordsCompleted Fan A, a top modern neurosurgeon, collapses from exhaustion during an operation and, by a twist of fate, transmigrates to the final years of the Eastern Han dynasty, becoming Hua Tuo’s last disciple, “Fan A.” Armed with a stainless-steel scalpel, he leads the Qing Nang team in a desperate struggle against the Tianyao Pavilion, which monopolizes medicinal herbs. In a medical clash spanning two thousand years, he single-handedly brings the spirit of modern medicine into resonance with the Eastern 2Reads—Score—Shelves

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24. 724 平 Cause and Effect 平因，安果 Qi Difan麒棣帆Eastern Fantasy245k WordsOngoing “I... wasn't I dead?” “What do you think?” a voice replied, amusement lurking in its tone. Half-human and half-ghost, Bei Chengpeng had already fallen on the execution grounds. Now, suddenly, he had returned. In the distance stood three gods. Farther still was a shadow, faint and elusive. “The world is an illusion, and nothing is as it was. Despair, won't you? You don't need to understand. Why look for so much meaning? “Keep a calm heart and let everything go. Be puzzled, won't you? You have to 4Reads—Score—Shelves

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25. 725 泰 The Tai-Pi Hexagram Changes: The Interstellar Resource War 泰否卦变：星际资源争夺战 Wang Hanzi王涵子Sci-Fi & Apocalypse802k WordsOngoing In 2149, the collision of quantum divination and traditional hexagram theory revealed the universe’s deepest secret: the 64 hexagrams were quantum resource codes governing heaven and earth. A hexagram-modeling experiment at a lab in the Magic City accidentally triggered the manifestation of interstellar energy. The people of Planet Xelos tore through Earth’s defenses by altering the Small Accumulation hexagram, then conspired with the Kingdom of Omanrui to build a hexagram-reversal device in the 33Reads—Score—Shelves
26. 726 缘 Fated Dreams, Born of Me 缘梦，源我 Primordial Venerable源初尊Eastern Fantasy558k WordsOngoing (No harem + no holier-than-thou protagonist + no dumbing down the characters; the protagonist is aloof on the outside but warm inside.) (This book contains plenty of foreshadowing and clues. But if you don't catch them or feel like thinking too hard, you can just read it as a feel-good power fantasy.) Reborn amid flames and leaving the past behind, yet still unable to escape its influence entirely. Holding back the inferno with one hand, he faced the warm corpse in his arms and whispered to her 10Reads—Score—Shelves

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27. 727 魔 The Demon Sect’s Old Sixth: I Snatch Every Opportunity 魔门老六，我的机缘全靠抢 Wang Xin, Who Loves Huazhou Dough Flowers爱吃华州面花的王鑫Eastern Fantasy485k WordsOngoing Shen Jin transmigrates to an Eastern fantasy world of immortals and becomes the young master of a demonic sect. On the brink of death from the start, he awakens a double cheat: the power to seize fortune and luck! His Truth-Seeking Eye spots opportunities, his Plundering Physique devours the chosen ones, and a luck exchange System backs him up! The Heaven’s Chosen? They’re my experience points! The sacred lands’ secret treasures? They’re as good as mine! As a cunning, ruthless villain, he knows 43Reads—Score—Shelves

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28. 728 穿 Reborn as a Miserable Marquis’s Wife, I Dump My Trash Husband and Marry a Powerful Lord 穿成憋屈世子妃，踹掉渣夫嫁权王 Late Autumn Breeze旬风晚Ancient Romance102k WordsOngoing Clearheaded Special Forces Heroine VS The Shadowy Ninth Prince Who Commands Fear at Court VS The Obsessive Heir Who Pursues His Wife to the Bitter End On her wedding night, her husband Xiao Qi and her half-sister join forces to humiliate her. The original owner of her body dies of heartbreak on the spot. When she opens her eyes again, a 21st-century special forces legend has taken over her body. Facing the scumbag and his vile lover, she sneers, “I’ll take care of your mother!” From then on, sh —Reads—Score—Shelves

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29. 729 魂 Reborn in Wang Duoyu's Body: Acquire Evergrande and Reach the World Cup 魂穿王多鱼：收购恒大打进世界杯 Reykjavik雷克雅末克Male-Channel Fanfiction178k WordsOngoing [Football] [China’s National Team] [World Cup] [Evergrande] [Richest Man] In 2026, overworked wage slave Wang Duoyu watches China’s national team lose 0–7 to the Japanese and dies of rage. In 2016, Wang Duoyu transmigrates into the body of Wang Duoyu, the richest man in the movie. Having just inherited 30 billion, he decides to make a huge gamble: buy Evergrande and lead China’s national team to the World Cup. Guangzhou Evergrande has a new owner. Will the national team’s 2017 tragedy, when they 13Reads—Score—Shelves

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30. 730 破 The Wallbreaker: From Sandbox to Creation 破壁者：从沙盒到创世 War Drum Wolf战鼓狼Eastern Fantasy178k WordsOngoing Cang Ye opened his eyes and discovered that he had become a string of numbers in Heaven's “Divine Ruins System”: scrap unit Chen-079. He had once been the ancient supreme being Chenlong, but had been refined into a power source for the System. “Ding! Virus detected. Initiating purge!” Cold System commands arrived alongside cleaning puppets, intent on formatting him completely. “Purge me?” Cang Ye laughed. A chaotic vortex swirled in his left eye, while a star of Chenlong that could shatter spell —Reads—Score—Shelves

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31. 731 我 I’m the Heiress: After Dumping the Rich Heir Who Pretended to Be Poor, I Became Unstoppable 我就是豪门：休掉装穷富二代后我飒爆了 Wang Hanzi王涵子30k WordsCompleted I’m the True Heiress: After Dumping My Impoverished Pretender of a Rich Heir, I’m Unstoppable —Reads—Score—Shelves
32. 732 情 Emotion-Forged Sword: Insults Make My Cultivation Explode 情绪养剑：被骂就爆修为 Wang Xin, Who Loves Huazhou Dough Flowers爱吃华州面花的王鑫Eastern Fantasy492k WordsOngoing [Eastern fantasy] [Emotional Sword Dao] [Slow-burn growth] Humiliated on his wedding day and left with a crippled dantian, Lin Jinghan awakens the Myriad Forms Swordheart at the edge of despair. While other cultivators draw in spiritual energy through breathing exercises, he alone nurtures his sword with the seven emotions and forges his Dao with the six desires. Contempt hones his edge, hatred sharpens his blade, rage gives birth to the sword, and sorrow condenses into intent. He never rushes 1Reads—Score—Shelves
33. 733 重 Reborn as Royalty in the Entertainment Industry 重生之在娱乐圈当皇族 Qi Qi Xiamian戚戚夏眠Modern Romance296k WordsCompleted [Entertainment Industry + Rebirth + Feel-Good Power Fantasy + Revenge + Favored Heiress] [Career-Driven Female Lead] In her previous life, Xia Youquan made her debut as the center of her group, thinking she was one step closer to her dream. Little did she know that her debut would be her peak. Bullied by her teammates, led into a storm of online abuse, let down by her agency’s inaction, and blamed by her family, Xia Youquan was thrust into the eye of the storm. In this life, she returns to the 31Reads—Score—Shelves

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34. 734 抑 A Depressed Mother's Final Confession 抑郁妈妈的临终自白 Wang Hanzi王涵子9k WordsCompleted A Depressed Mother's Final Confession 2Reads—Score—Shelves
35. 735 无 Supreme Mad God 无上狂神 Eternal Starry Night星夜不朽Eastern Fantasy404k WordsCompleted Volume Two, the world of Journey to the West, is now underway! The young Su Chen pretended to be a fool for ten years, then awakened his Heaven-Devouring and Immortal bloodlines! He also acquired the Hongmeng Heaven-Devouring Pagoda to rule the world, the peerless Ten Thousand Dragons Seal to command the dragons, and opened nine Dantians and condensed nine clones. Seeking the truth of his origins, he treads the firmament, battles across myriad domains, and breaks through the heavens. With the be 185Reads—Score—Shelves

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36. 736 红 The Red Dress Murder Case: Secrets Beneath the Rafters 红裙悬案：屋梁下的秘密 Wang Hanzi王涵子86k WordsCompleted The Case of the Red Dress: Secrets Beneath the Rafters —Reads—Score—Shelves
37. 737 末 Apocalypse Sisters: The Evil Gemini 末日姐妹花：邪恶双子星 Head Forward赴前Sci-Fi & Apocalypse243k WordsOngoing [Apocalypse + twins + powerful female lead + supernatural invasion + divinely granted abilities + base-building + seemingly innocent but secretly ruthless + comedy + child of destiny + no romance] A thunderous crash splits the sky, and Shi Tang makes her dazzling entrance! She’d planned to stand on a tree amid the celestial omens, staging a dramatic scene of the apocalypse beginning and the heroine making her entrance, just to show off in spectacular fashion. She never imagined the thunder overh 2.1kReads—Score483Shelves

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38. 738 原 It Wasn’t a Dream: Motherland, Let’s Cultivate Immortality Together 原来不是梦：祖国，咱们一起修仙 No Time, No Time!没空没空啊Ancient Romance632k WordsOngoing When the cultivation world mocked her as a rootless weed, the voice of her motherland reached across time and space: “Fellow countrywoman, we’re bringing you home.” A young woman carrying the wisdom of Chinese technology starts her cultivation journey anew in another world. The ancient legacy she gives back will become the spark that keeps a civilization alive. As both worlds face peril, aid spanning the stars and the bond she shares with her peerless cultivation partner together write a legend 2Reads—Score—Shelves

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39. 739 撞 The Ghostly Encounter and the Vengeful Spirit 撞鬼与索命鬼 Wang Hanzi王涵子35k WordsCompleted Ghost Encounters and the Vengeful Ghost —Reads—Score—Shelves
40. 740 序 Survival by Sequence: The Money-Spending System 序列求生之消费金钱系统 Moonlit Autumn Evening月晴落秋Sci-Fi & Apocalypse361k WordsCompleted [Written by the author personally + not mindless + not invincible + Sequences + the eerie + road survival + apocalypse survival + sci-fi + clear logic] The world suddenly plunges into an eerie apocalypse. The only way to survive is to awaken a Sequence, join a convoy, and obtain a ghostly artifact. All kinds of powerful horrors attack the convoys, which also encounter other groups on the road. Survivors scheme against and slaughter one another. The protagonist, Yue Nan, obtains a System that let 2.1kReads5.9Score104Shelves

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41. 741 摆 Selling Crispy Bites at My Stall, I Made a Fortune with a Secret Recipe 摆摊卖口口脆，我靠秘方赚疯了 Wang Hanzi王涵子34k WordsCompleted I Sell Crispy Snacks at a Street Stall, and My Secret Recipe Makes Me a Fortune —Reads—Score—Shelves
42. 742 试 Reagent Protocol 试剂指令 Zhe Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan仄言言言言言言Mystery160k WordsCompleted Four apparent suicides. Four dead, all connected to an old case from three years ago. Under pressure to solve it before the deadline, police captain Wu Jiang discovers that all the evidence points to a chemical agent that should not exist. When he tries to trace its source, an order from his superiors, resistance from the school, and the victims’ silence intertwine into a vast web. Wherever the agent flows, secrets dissolve on their own. And the one flaw Wu Jiang has found points straight to the 3Reads—Score—Shelves
43. 743 焚 Five Years of Burning Corpses: I Expose Martial World's Wrongful Cases Through Bone Reading 焚尸五年，我靠摸骨掀翻武林冤案 Meng Qitian梦琦天Mystery292k WordsOngoing Lin Mo, a corpse burner in Buried Bone City, carries the blood feud of the entire Guxi Village. Five years of burning corpses have taught him the Bone-Knocking Secret Art. By touching dry bones, he can read fragments of the dead's memories. By touching living bones, he can predict an opponent's moves and spot their weaknesses. But the secret art comes with a curse. Every time he uses it, dark blue-black bone markings eat away at his flesh, and the calamity of death draws ever closer. The arrival 11Reads—Score—Shelves

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44. 744 一 I Transmigrated and Became the Beloved Bride of a Crippled Marquis 一朝穿越，替嫁残侯成团宠 Chen Jiu辰九Ancient Romance230k WordsCompleted [Historical transmigration + medical skills + marriage before love + two strong leads who dote on each other + suspense and court intrigue] Shen Qingci, a top surgeon, transmigrates into the body of a bride forced into a marriage swap. She becomes the new bride meant to bring good fortune to Xiao Yan, the blind and crippled Marquis of Dingbei. On their wedding night, she takes his pulse and immediately sees through it: “My lord, you’ve been poisoned. Someone wants to keep you in darkness forever 112Reads—Score—Shelves

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45. 745 靠 Conquering Every Profession with My God-Given Trash Physique 靠天赐的废物体质干遍全职业 Ming Hao铭澔Urban2.4M WordsCompleted A falling star crashes to earth, spiritual energy surges, and supernatural abilities endure. As someone without spiritual energy, my place in this world begins to change in subtle ways. But are the things this world has done over the past thousand years a sign of progress with the times, or an unforeseen mystery that was always destined to emerge? It all began when my soul arrived at that [place]... [Modern urban martial arts + supernatural abilities + no System + uncovering secrets] When a conc 92Reads—Score—Shelves

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    This old book has been written by me alone for almost 1000 chapters. I hope all readers can take a look! 🤦 [Original work enthusiast]

46. 746 梦 I Unlocked the Ten Directions Divine Palace in My Dreams 梦中我解锁了十方神殿 Yu Who Loves to Write爱写的煜Urban121k WordsCompleted [High Martial] + [No System] + [Fateful Choices] + [Ordinary Person’s Rise] Chen Yu was born in an era when dream beasts were returning. Many ordinary people awakened the talent to command them. At the culmination of the dream world, the Dream Lord was about to resurrect. Chen Yu inherited the legacy of an ancient shrine and uncovered a conspiracy to bring about the Dream Lord’s resurrection. “Why?!” “You were the ones who bestowed the title of Chosen One upon me!” “Have you all forgotten? I was —Reads—Score—Shelves

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47. 747 宸 The Return of the Venerable Lord: Sweeping Across the Myriad Worlds 宸尊归来：横扫诸天万界 Night Dream Wensheng夜梦文生Urban550k WordsOngoing Zheng Yechen, the Supreme Lord of Wuji, was betrayed by both his beloved wife and his closest friend during his tribulation to become a god. His body and soul were destroyed, leaving only a wisp of his soul to fall onto Blue Star and enter the body of a young man who had just been hunted down and killed. His divine soul was damaged, leaving him dazed and confused for three years. During that time, he became a spineless live-in son-in-law, until his wife forced him to divorce her. Then his soul r 4Reads7.4Score—Shelves
48. 748 顾 Gu Wangxi 顾望昔 Yu Xinxin9于心心9Ancient Romance300k WordsCompleted Gu Wangxi was just over thirteen. Thirteen years later, she returned, only to have Gu Chengjue use their betrothal to destroy her country and family, forcing her to wander the world. At last, the old scores of love and hatred would be settled. Thirteen years on, she had carefully laid the groundwork for a death trap, luring him into it so she could reclaim everything that should have been hers. The contest of open calculations and hidden schemes was about to begin. A strong female lead story. Lo 10Reads—Score—Shelves

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49. 749 穿 After Becoming a Simp, I Found Out the CEO Could Hear My Thoughts 穿成舔狗后，美女总裁偷听我心声 Dao Jiumeng道九梦Urban334k WordsCompleted Author transmigrates into a book, his inner thoughts broadcast for all to hear, a feel-good wealthy-family fantasy, a double-female love rivalry, face-slapping and scum-bashing, world-creation powers, sweet romance and mutual flirting, and urban supernatural abilities! On a stormy night, the author transmigrates into a book as the Chu family's good-for-nothing live-in son-in-law and awakens world-creation powers. He also obtains the ancient cultivation technique Azure Emperor’s Art from an inher 30Reads6.9Score—Shelves
50. 750 冷 Fir Kisses the Orchid 冷杉吻幽兰 Jiang Niao Yu江鸟yuModern Romance42k WordsOngoing Childhood friends + unexpected cohabitation + rekindled romance + aloof childhood sweetheart + two-faced girl + intensely possessive male lead + workplace reunion + sweet romance and happy ending It turns out every long-awaited reunion is a wish secretly plotted, finally coming true. “Since we're living together, we might as well get married.” In their senior year of high school, she broke up with him abruptly because of her own insecurity, then vanished without a trace. Years later, he used an 4Reads—Score—Shelves

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