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Books by 蔓金
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A Demoness Bringing Ruin to the Nation? She Ascends Through Dual Cultivation 妖女祸国？她靠双修飞升
[1vN + all male leads are devoted + no transmigration + no System + heroine’s sole goal is ascending to the Ninth Heaven] A clearheaded heroine who takes them one by one. Five kings, five colors of spiritual power. Could you five kingdoms put your war on hold? You’re getting in the way of my ascension. The kings obeyed. The world called her a wicked temptress who would bring ruin to the nation. But they all knew the truth: without her, the five kingdoms would never have laid down their arms, the
3.1kReads—Score388Shelves
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The Princess’s Cultivation Boy Band 公主的修仙男团
On the Yunheng Continent, women rule. She is the continent's only princess, and imperial physicians say she won't live past eighteen. To prolong her life, she sets out on the path of cultivation, accompanied by just one handsome general. Little does she expect that along the way she'll meet: A carefree spirit skilled in medicine and poison in a forest shrouded in miasma; An Ice Lotus Immortal Lord, lonely for a thousand years, in the frigid ice fields; A short-tempered but loyal stone spirit dee
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A Husband Found in the Snow: The Mute Bride's World Comes Crashing Down 雪地捡夫，小哑娘的天塌了
[Picking Up Husbands in the Snow, the Mute Girl Marries the Young Lord of the Western Regions] [1v2 / Heartbreaking Male Lead / Sweet Second Male Lead] I once picked up two men in the snow. One was fate, the other a calamity. Back then, I knew nothing of young love, yet I foolishly believed Zhao Chengyan's empty promises. One mistake in love, and I was doomed to endless suffering. When I was fifteen, I rescued Zhao Chengyan from the snow. He said he was a traveling merchant, and I believed him.
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Falsely Reborn, Truly Guiding the Dead 假重生真渡亡
Heaven gave us a chance to start over: the Crown Prince and I were both reborn, joining forces to bring down our enemies and clear our names. Yet whenever night fell and all was still, the distant sound of bells and chanting would reach us. I thought it was a revelation from heaven, a warning bell. It wasn’t until that day that I learned the truth: The bells came from the Hall of Ksitigarbha. We had been dead all along. We were never reborn. And the younger sister I thought needed my protection
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