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Books by 依剑随风

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  1. The Night the Escort Agency Was Wiped Out, the System Rewards Me with a Max-Level Divine Art 镖局灭门夜,系统奖励我满级神功 Eastern Fantasy738k WordsCompleted Transmigrating into a chaotic martial arts world, Chen Du only wants to stay alive. Fortunately, the “Order System” arrives right on time. [Ding! Order completed. Reward: Pure Yang Wuji Skill, max level.] [Ding! Order completed. Reward: Diamond Sutra.] [Ding! Order completed. Reward: Thirteen Forms of the Heavenly Blade.] From the moment Chen Du entered the martial world, nothing would ever be peaceful again... The Wusheng Sect, assassins from the Tingyu Tower, and peerlessly beautiful women all 666Reads5.4Score—Shelves
  2. Crushing All Martial Artists: I Achieve Sainthood Through Slaughter 横推武道:我以杀戮成圣 Eastern Fantasy135k WordsCompleted On the Jiuzhou Continent, humanity reigns supreme, while countless races coexist. Sects control the spirit veins, clans monopolize resources, and ordinary people are treated like grass. The martial path flourishes: the strong can shatter mountains with a single punch and fly through the air, while the weak remain trapped in the cities their entire lives, their lives worth no more than an ant's. Chen Fan transmigrated into the body of an unlucky man beaten to death by thugs. The good news: He awa 3Reads—Score—Shelves
  3. I Drove the Entire Immortal Realm Mad and Became a God by Drawing Hatred 气疯全仙域,我靠拉仇恨成神 Eastern Fantasy93k WordsOngoing [Hilarious Absurdity + Wild Misunderstandings + Decisive Violence] Reborn as cannon fodder in the cultivation world, Lu Xiaoyu is about to have his eyes gouged out from the start. Is there any hope for him? Lu Xiaoyu is desperate, but even worse, his System is a fat orange cat that just wants to watch him suffer! "Go confess to the icy Saintess in front of everyone. Give her a hug!" "Point at the Pill King's nose and shout: 'Even dogs won't eat the pills you make!'" "The sect tournament? No, it' —Reads—Score—Shelves