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Books by 沐宇流枫
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Nine Heavens Emperor Lin Xuan 九宵帝尊林玄
Lin Xuan, the Supreme One of the Myriad Domains, was betrayed by his beloved and his brothers, then died in a self-detonation. Reborn in his youth, he uses memories from ten thousand years and peerless techniques to make up for every regret, crush all his enemies, shatter the highest heavens, uncover the shocking conspiracy behind his past life's betrayal, and become the one and only Imperial Venerable of the Myriad Worlds!
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Kill My Wife to Prove My Dao? I'd Rather Uphold Justice and Eliminate My Own Family 杀妻证道？我选大义灭亲
When the cultivation world’s greatest beauty is forced to marry the Demon Lord who slaughtered her sect, she binds herself to a System and vows to kill her husband to prove her Dao. But at the moment she succeeds, she discovers that she is the one who owes a blood debt beyond measure: the true culprit behind the world’s destruction. And the husband she hates with every fiber of her being is actually her disciple, who slew his master with his own hands ten thousand years ago just to save her. Fai
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The Scales of Lies: A Con Artist in the Gods’ Game 谎言之秤：在神明游戏里当欺诈师
The path I’m bound to means I can “only tell lies,” but only half of each one. Cheng Shi, a former financial con artist, is now an unlucky player in a game run by gods. The [Swindler] path he’s bound to requires every sentence to be half true and half false. Tell the whole truth and he dies. Tell a complete lie and he dies, too. In a deadly wager involving sixteen gods, he’s the “perfect vessel” everyone has their eye on, and also the bug they most want eliminated. Then he discovers a loopho
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Farming in the Heavenly Court 我在天庭搞农业
The day Li Tiegen ascended to immortality, the entire Southern Heaven Gate was abuzz with the Jade Emperor’s secret order: “Stop the one carrying a hoe!” The heavenly soldier on guard searched his luggage, but all he found were three bags of hybrid rice seeds. Half a year later, at the Peach Banquet, the immortals stared silently at their empty plates. The Queen Mother of the West tugged at his sleeve and whispered, “That experimental field of yours, the one yielding a hundred thousand catties p
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