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Books by 广意
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I'm Already a Great Emperor, and You Dare Touch My Family? 我都成大帝了，你敢动我家人？
Seven years ago, Li Su suffered endless humiliation, then had the good fortune to be taken in as the final disciple of the strongest Martial Emperor. Seven years later, Li Su had mastered the Flame Emperor Art and condensed Heavenly Flame True Essence, capable of incinerating all things. He became the new Emperor of Chaotian, wielding supreme power. Unexpectedly, just as he became Emperor, someone targeted his family. Enraged, Li Su rushed to Tianhai in the dead of night! Overnight, the top expe
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The Book of Lu Yaoran, Who Takes No Life 不杀生陆杳然书
In 2147, the invasion of the Void Abyss race triggered a global spiritual qi revival. At the Third Division of the Special Affairs Administration in Nanhai City, Lu Yaoran was being mocked by his colleagues. “F-grade spiritual root, bottom of the merit rankings, and you call yourself a cultivator?” He lowered his head and said nothing. Three years ago, his sect had cast him out, calling him a good-for-nothing. Now he was just marking time in the government system, unable to get even the lowest-g
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The Murder Livestream, Volume One 凶案直播间卷
In 2147, the metaverse's “Reincarnation Mirror” launched its deadly cycle. Shen Hengwu opened her eyes to find herself trapped in a sealed freezer with 99 strangers. A frozen corpse hung in the middle. Blood-red words flashed overhead: “72-hour countdown. Identify the killer and the method, or your consciousness will be trapped forever.” Worse still, a live-streaming chip from the “Court of Evidence” had been implanted in her wrist, putting her every move on trial before tens of millions of view
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Borrowing the Dragon Vein: Shen Yuxiu’s Scroll 借龙脉沈聿修卷
Dragging his broken leg, Shen Yuxiu crawled back to Langya, only to find the old Shen family home reduced to four crumbling earthen walls that let the wind blow through. Grass grew three feet high over his parents’ graves. His younger brother was starving, skin stretched over bone, and every breath split the cursed mark on Shen Yuxiu’s chest into another bloody fissure. For three years in Beirong, he had carried corpses and chewed tree bark. He thought nothing could be worse, until Wang Anshi sp
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