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Books by 玖夜的琼

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  1. My Density Grows by One Percent Every Day, Until My Body Ascends to Sainthood 密度每日增长百分之一我肉身成圣 Qiong of the Ninth Night玖夜的琼Eastern Fantasy199k WordsCompleted A rank-and-file soldier, buried as a corpse, finds that his body's density permanently increases by one percent every day. Hiding his strength, he sinks from a corpse pit all the way to the Demon Suppression Office's desk. While the world wants to refine him into a weapon, he makes himself into a calamity. They all got one thing wrong: this number has no limit. 89Reads—Score—Shelves
  2. Immortality: Six Years of Laying Low in the Heavenly Prison 长生，从苟在天牢六年开始 Qiong of the Ninth Night玖夜的琼Eastern Fantasy345k WordsCompleted A slow-burn story and a new book whose rating is gradually climbing. The protagonist isn't invincible, and the story leans toward everyday life. It's a subtle, carefully savored tale about Lin Mo's happy life after he transmigrates, and his very real personal growth. Political intrigue is woven throughout. I hope you enjoy it, and I'd love to hear your suggestions. 63Reads—Score—Shelves
  3. Seeking the Way Without Delusion 问道无妄 Qiong of the Ninth Night玖夜的琼Eastern Fantasy243k WordsCompleted At its heart is the idea that "the immortals perish, but the Dao endures." It tells the legend of Li Ergou, an ordinary man who awakens the wisdom of a past life in a shattered immortal realm, bears fragments of the Realm Lord's Command, and traverses the Five Realms in search of fragments of the Heavenly Dao. Its appeal lies in reimagining the traditional xianxia ascension as a path of redemption that restores the Heavenly Dao. The rise of villagers intertwines with the bloodlines of ancient g —Reads—Score—Shelves
  4. The Teahouse Between Worlds 万界小茶馆 Qiong of the Ninth Night玖夜的琼Urban113k WordsCompleted The tea garden manager of the Interstellar Federation quit. His reason: he wanted to go somewhere without war, schemes, or missions, and quietly brew a cup of tea. So Gu Xingci opened an unassuming little teahouse deep in an old street on Blue Star (Earth). He thought he could finally enjoy a quiet retirement, basking in the sun, making tea, and daydreaming every day. But... A single sip of spirit tea from the cultivation world can break through a bottleneck, and the leaders of the great sects l —Reads—Score—Shelves