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Books by 爱吃燕麦棒的凶吾
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Honghuang: I’m Luo Hou, and I Talked Hongjun into a Stupor 洪荒：我罗睺，把鸿钧忽悠瘸了
Transmigrating as Demon Ancestor Luohu, he finds himself from the start in a deadly predicament, surrounded by four Saints. Han Tian decisively uses a cicada's trick to escape: his true self slips into chaos to do sign-ins, while his secret identity wanders aimlessly through the primordial world. Over the course of billions of years Hongjun thinks he's won, merged with the Dao, and become the Heavenly Dao's spokesperson. Meanwhile, Han Tian's secret identity takes Ancestral Dragon, Tongtian,
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Journey to the West: I Steal Princess Iron Fan Away from Her Husband from the Start 西游：开局截胡铁扇公主
Delivery driver Jiang Quan fell from a building and was reborn as a wolf demon. From the start, he cuckolded the Bull Demon King, won Princess Iron Fan, and even had a “wolf version” of Red Boy! He fled through Honghuang overnight, became a disciple of Sect Master Tongtian, took up the God-Slaying Spear, and set out on the path to sainthood through the physical body. When the Journey to the West tribulation began, he didn’t accompany the master and disciples on their pilgrimage. Instead, he tur
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Call Me a Nobody? I Dismantle Everything to Become an Immortal Emperor 说我废物？我靠分解万物修成仙帝
A new story is here! Come read my work on Tomato Novel. I hope you enjoy it. Your support is what keeps me writing, and I’ll do my best to tell every story well!
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Immortal Wastrel: I've Been Lying Flat for Ten Thousand Years 长生废材：我躺平了一万年
My name is Lin Changsheng, and I'm the oldest odd-job worker in the Qingyun Sect. I've cultivated for a hundred years, but my spiritual aperture has never opened. I've been cursed at ten thousand times and never talked back. The whole sect laughs at me for being useless. Only one little fool sneaks me steamed buns every day. She calls me a blockhead. She says we're "the world's greatest useless duo." Until the day Zhao Lingxiao crushed her steamed bun. She crouched down to pick it up, still smil
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