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  1. Azeroth: The Legend of Late Song 艾泽拉斯:晚歌传奇 Anime Fanfiction472k WordsCompleted Luo Ying Wange is a Warcraft player who, after dying suddenly, transmigrates into one of her own low-level characters: a Night Elf Druid. Her goal is simple: do nothing. Lie beneath a tree and watch the clouds, catching up on all the sleep she missed when she died in her previous life. But Azeroth won’t let her laze around. She meets a short-tempered Quel’dorei hunter, a Lordaeron noble so vain he polishes his shield every day and is always picking fights, and a silent owl that goes, “Hoot.” The 236Reads—Score—Shelves
  2. This Live-In Son-in-Law Is Such a Show-Off 这个赘婿太能装了 Eastern Fantasy547k WordsCompleted A Golden Core cultivator transmigrates into the body of a useless live-in son-in-law, acting timid by day and cultivating at night. His cold, proud fiancée asks, “Didn't you say you couldn't fight?” Tang Shenqiu replies, “I said I couldn't fight, but I never said I was weak.” 31Reads5.7Score113Shelves
  3. I Farm and Cultivate Immortality at a Taoist Temple 我在道观种田修仙 Urban152k WordsOngoing Zhang Chenxing graduated with a degree in biotechnology and no job prospects. Down on his luck, he delivers food to make ends meet, until an unexpected stroke of fortune makes him the apprentice of a master at a rundown Taoist temple. He plans to scrape by telling fortunes from a stall, using "The Complete Guide to Deception", but then he awakens a spiritual vein beneath an ancient well. He farms, raises fish, and cultivates his way to immortality. Every casual prediction reveals heavenly secret 2Reads—Score—Shelves
  4. Crystal Bones Return to the Origin 晶骸归元 Sci-Fi & Apocalypse217k WordsCompleted I risked my life to kill a crystal-core beast so my younger sister could live in comfort inside the inner city. That very night, the City Lord slaughtered the entire city in a blood sacrifice. My sister took a fatal palm strike meant for me and died in my arms. Holding her, I wiped away my tears and stood up. “City Lord, my sister is afraid of the dark.” “Go down and keep her company.” —Reads—Score—Shelves