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  1. Transmigrated as Draco Malfoy's Twin? This Is So Hard 穿越成马尔福的双胞胎？我太难了 Tutu Who Eats Tomatoes吃番茄的图图Male-Channel Fanfiction782k WordsCompleted (There’s no System, and I can’t remove the tags!) I’ve landed in the world of Harry Potter? And I’m Malfoy’s twin brother? Let’s see how I teach this arrogant little brother a lesson! Malfoy: My brother is even stronger than Dumbledore! Dumbledore: He won’t become the next Dark Lord, but he will become the next White Lord. Harry: He’s the guiding light of my life! I have to get stronger! Snape: Your whole family is no good! Wait, I’m his godfather... 2kReads7.1Score183Shelves
  2. Adopted by Uncle Nine from the Start 开局被九叔收养 Tutu Who Eats Tomatoes吃番茄的图图Mystery423k WordsCompleted Lin Chen becomes a baby and is adopted by a Taoist priest. Wait, is this priest Uncle Jiu? Let’s see how Lin Chen gets Uncle Jiu’s junior sister to return obediently to his side! 199Reads—Score—Shelves
  3. I'm Shi Jian, and Lin Jiu Is the First Friend I Made in the Chat Group 我石坚，聊天群第一个好友是林九 Tutu Who Eats Tomatoes吃番茄的图图Mystery66k WordsOngoing Becoming Shi Jian, he carries the memories of two lifetimes and knows he led his disciples astray and took the wrong path. Now that he knows what the future holds, he must raise them properly and revitalize Maoshan. Then a chat group appears. He expects to meet the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, the Wine Sword Immortal, Zhong Kui... But he never expected the chat group's first friend to be Lin Jiu! [Maoshan · Lin Jiu]: Senior Brother, good morning! These two disciples of mine have gotten into troub 108Reads—Score—Shelves
  4. Lin Jiu: This Life, I Want It All 林九：这辈子我全都要 Tutu Who Eats Tomatoes吃番茄的图图Mystery370k WordsOngoing [Middle-Aged Comeback] [System-Based] [Maoshan Taoist Arts] [Reborn and Making Amends] [Everyday Life Between Master and Disciples] Lin Jiu, the thirty-seventh-generation heir to orthodox Maoshan, spent his whole life catching ghosts and obeying the rules, only to end up utterly alone. The rice bin was empty, his disciples were hopeless, and he had let the woman he loved slip away time and again. At sixty-five, he lay dying in a run-down funeral home, hearing the wedding firecrackers from the ne 31Reads6.0Score—Shelves