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The Blood of Youth: Dark River, Star Traces 少年歌行：暗河星痕
In the darkness, who will hold up a glimmer of light? The Dark River, the deepest shadow in the martial world and the sharpest blade in the hands of the powerful. Xing Hen, an anomaly born within its ranks and the young lord of Jingzhe. He studied under reformers and holds to the paradoxical belief of “living toward the light.” Gifted with unparalleled talent, he can use his “Mirror Heart” to see through appearances and his “Game of Strategy” to plot his moves. But an assassination order from
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Tales of the Dark River: Born Toward the Light 暗河传：向光而生
This is a fan-created derivative work of A Tale of the Dark River. Its setting and some characters come from the original, but the central plot and protagonist are original, exploring another possibility. The assassins of the Dark River must have no names, and must have no weaknesses. They are shadows forgotten by the world, poisoned blades, ghosts who exist only to carry out their missions. Until one day, a shadow codenamed “Mo Chen” returned from a mission with a token stained with the blood o
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I Am a Cockroach. What Can I Do for You? 在下蟑螂，有何贵干
I was a laboratory cockroach who transmigrated to the world of cultivation, and from the start, I licked the Supreme Immortal Emperor's [overnight immortal urine]. They laughed at my lowly status, cursed me as filthy, burned me with Samadhi True Fire, and struck me with Heavenly Thunder. But they don't understand: my resistance to nuclear pollution is maxed out! My genetic lock has shattered! My immortality is on the level of a rule! Thirty thousand years later, I led my insect fleet and hovered
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The Ancestress Returns Through the Mirror 老祖宗她踏镜而归
The Shen family fell into decline, and our rival accused my father of “using a supposed connection to the immortals to plot treason.” In court, they demanded the right to search our ancestral hall by force and destroy our family’s ancestral mirror. I laughed at their ignorance. That “Heaven-Peering Mirror” connects to our ancestor, who ascended to immortality seven hundred years ago. As the mirror’s ringing echoes across the city, new shoots sprout from the withered parasol tree. A figure stroll
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