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Books by 等我买根笔
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Fanqie books matched on the author's name.
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Call Me the Spirit Envoy 叫我灵使官
[Spiritual Qi Revival] + [Superpowers] + [Comedy] + [One Heroine] + [Academy Showdowns] With the Spiritual Qi Revival, most people awaken their own guardian spirits. These spirits are known as spirit familiars. They can fuse with their Host and grant them abilities. Luo Lin is a senior in high school. After independently awakening an Emperor-rank spirit familiar, he survives a demonic tide, only for his mother to be taken away by the Celestial God Sect and his father to set off alone in search o
754Reads—Score—Shelves
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The Magician Beneath the Stars 星空下的魔术师
[Superpowers] [Comedy] [Playing Cards] [One Heroine] [Academy] His mother was missing, his father had faked his death, his family was dead, his friend had betrayed him, and the girl who had been by his side as he grew up died right before his eyes. At the brink of death, Zhong Changge used his trump card, Reboot, and returned to his high school days. “Hahaha, Zhong Changge, tell me, who’s the ant now?” A four-meter-tall, two-horned monster floated in the air, looking down at the white-haired, mi
364Reads—Score—Shelves
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Cultivation? Don't Make Me Laugh, I Slay Gods with Talismans 修炼？别逗我，我靠画符弑神
[Talismanic charms] [High Martial] [Lighthearted comedy] [Spiritual Qi Revival] [One female lead] [Not mindless] After being struck by lightning while gaming on a rainy day, the male lead, Tang An, is reborn and transmigrates to a modern world where spiritual qi has returned. People are physically stronger, and some gifted individuals awaken spiritual roots and gain supernatural abilities. However, the demon beasts have also grown more powerful, and have begun slipping into cities little by litt
29Reads—Score—Shelves
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Don't Call Me a Pickpocket, Call Me the Great Thief of Jiangyang 别叫我小偷，请叫我江阳大盗
“Get this straight: I never use my hands to steal. I use my brain.” (Because the first time I tried stealing, I nearly wet myself with fear.) On a dark and stormy night, Fang Jiangyang, a thief, stood on the roof of a forty-eighth-floor building with his hands in his pockets, looking down at Beihu City. He glanced back at the police behind him and gave them a disdainful smile. He stayed right where he was, not moving an inch, because his legs had gone numb with fear. By the time the police caugh
15Reads—Score—Shelves