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Books by Goden Mountain Chiya
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The Outcast: Starting with the Analysis of All Laws 一人：从解析万法开始
Dao Yi transmigrates into the world of The Outcast, and from then on, the world gains another “madman” in pursuit of power. Slaying Quanxing fiends, fixing all the plot's lingering regrets, wiping out the Lu, Wang, and other families... Is there anything Dao Yi dares not do? Zhang Chulan: “Dao Yi? He's... really strong. Absurdly strong. And I get the feeling he knows a lot. He always shows up at critical moments, then vanishes mysteriously. Though he does seem to pay special attention to Sister
772Reads—Score—Shelves
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Tenfold Wheel of Life from the Start: I Am Boundless 开局轮海十重，我即无涯
Zhang Wuya, whose Dao knows no bounds! With a body that can “contain everything and transcend everything,” he can double his strength every day from the very beginning, draw upon the void, and dominate the age! The young prodigies of the Myriad Worlds? One palm strike reduces them to ash! Competing for the path to the throne? I am invincible! Great Emperors? Immortals? Before him, they are nothing but ants! When the heavens and the Myriad Worlds are no longer the end, and the realm of infinity s
480Reads6.5Score—Shelves
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You Dare Mess with Me? I'll Beat Up Even the Protagonist 你敢惹我？我连主角都敢打
Let's get straight to the point: I'm invincible, and I'm crazy. I have a talent that makes me infinitely stronger whenever I feel insulted. But I think something's wrong with my sense of what's insulting. Scene one: A prodigy from the Mystic Realm passes by and instinctively glances back at me. Me: “He gave me a scrutinizing look. He doubts my strength!” Result: I blast him into a wall with one palm strike. Scene two: A Demon Lord from the Earth Realm disguises himself as a street vendor and kee
12Reads—Score105Shelves
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The Peerless Imperial Heir: Mastering Probability, Ruling the Ages 帝子无双：执掌概率独断万古
“Xuan Yuan Chen! Aren’t you afraid the heavens will unite to destroy you?” The Nine Netherworlds Demon Lord roared in despair as his crumbling body came apart. But the ink-haired Imperial Heir held countless universes rising and falling in his palm, while endless phantoms of his true self appeared behind him. From the dawn of chaos to the end of the era, every version of him across every time and space sneered at once: “What heavens? They’re nothing but dying embers in my palm.”
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