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  1. Sun Wukong: The Greatest Trial, Mount Lingtai and Fangcun 孙悟空【最强一难灵台方寸山】 Eastern Fantasy528k WordsOngoing Who says Sun Wukong only knows how to fight? When Mount Lingshan is the board and the Three Realms are the pieces, I’m the player who flips the table. On the surface, I’m the “honest monkey” abandoned by Tang Sanzang and welcomed back into the group. In secret, I join forces with the Jade Emperor, who resents Mount Lingshan, sway the wavering Demon Realm Alliance, and even plant pawns within Buddhism itself. The Tathagata is a hypocrite? Guanyin is sinister? Maitreya Buddha is ambitious? Perfect 6Reads—Score—Shelves
  2. The Chaos Boar Daoist 混沌之豪猪道人 Eastern Fantasy551k WordsCompleted Outline of The Wild Boar Adept of the Primordial World: The Primordial World has just begun. Spiritual energy fills the air, and all manner of beings roam its lands, where conflict and opportunity go hand in hand. ### Character The Wild Boar Adept was once an ordinary wild boar. After eating a spiritual fruit, he gained sentience and embarked on the path of cultivation. After consuming the fruit, the wild boar began to cultivate. Once he had made some initial progress, he left the mountains t 1Reads—Score—Shelves
  3. The Crazy World: I Am Wu Jinhong 疯狂世界之我是武晋鸿 Male-Channel Fanfiction478k WordsCompleted Every chapter is different from Chapter Six onward On a pitch-black, rainy night, lightning split the sky. In the old Wu family residence beneath Qingcheng Mountain, a baby’s cry pierced the roar of the storm. Holding the blood-soaked newborn, the midwife trembled as she spoke to Master Wu. “Sir, it’s a boy, but… but this child…” Before she could finish, a bolt of thunder struck the ancient tree in the courtyard. The blaze illuminated a red birthmark on the baby’s chest, shaped like a flying dra 1Reads—Score—Shelves
  4. Sun Wukong: I'm Done with This Pilgrimage 孙悟空【这经老子不取了】 Eastern Fantasy339k WordsOngoing That evening when Tang Sanzang wrote the letter of expulsion, an old monkey on Flower-Fruit Mountain crouched on the Watching Sea Rock and wiped away his tears. Their king sat before the waterfall, clutching his Golden Cudgel. The fiery eyes that had once burned with impatience on the journey to fetch the scriptures now shone with a light they had never held before. Then a System alert exploded in Sun Wukong’s sea of consciousness: “Detected: Host is resisting his predetermined fate. Activating —Reads—Score—Shelves
  5. My Missions Make Me a Saint, but I’m a Deadbeat in the Mortal Realm 任务成圣我在凡界当老赖 Eastern Fantasy482k WordsOngoing "On the first day after binding to the Mortal Sage Path System, Song Wuzhou stared at the quest panel and grimaced. Educate a hundred mortals? He felt the three copper coins left in his pocket, then set up a storytelling tea stall by the city gate. 'Today's stories are about the ridiculous antics of cultivators!' A cup of tea cost one coin. When the mortals listening slapped their thighs with laughter, the System notification rang out: Quest progress +30%? His improved pill recipe was rejected f —Reads—Score—Shelves
  6. Twins of Evil and Righteousness 邪义双生 Eastern Fantasy241k WordsCompleted I, Chen Que, was kneeling on the scorched earth of Mount Qingwu, still clutching the tattered pages of the Nine Chapters of Qingwu that an elder had pressed into my arms before his last breath. They said we were hidebound and stubbornly upright, and refused to cooperate with the Nethersea to suppress the Nine Luminaries Alliance. So the righteous path's blade fell faster than the demonic cultivators'. The blood of three hundred people soaked through the sixteen years I'd spent learning to preser —Reads—Score—Shelves
  7. From Body Snatcher to Overthrowing the Throne 从夺舍到推翻 Eastern Fantasy342k WordsOngoing Chen Que feels his consciousness gradually fading, his body seemingly swallowed by endless darkness. In his final moments, all he can think about is his parents and younger brother. “Mom, Dad, little brother, what should I do? I haven't had the chance to take good care of you...” As soon as the thought crosses his mind, everything before his eyes sinks into darkness. But just as Chen Que thinks everything is over, a cold, mechanical voice rings in his mind: “Quick transmigration System bound. H —Reads—Score—Shelves