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Books by Sunset Xin

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  1. Yu-Gi-Oh!: Three Choices from the Start 游戏王:开局三选一 Sports505k WordsOngoing He wakes up on a street in Domino City, surrounded by duelists with gravity-defying hairstyles. A chime rings in his mind: the King of Games System has activated, and three decks appear before him: Blue-Eyes White Dragon, Dark Magician, and Red-Eyes Black Dragon. Old-school duelist You Tianchen licks his lips. 31Reads—Score—Shelves
  2. Siheyuan: The Old Man in the Back Courtyard Who's Almost a Hundred 四合院:后院那个快一百岁的老头 Male-Channel Fanfiction459k WordsOngoing The wind in the twelfth lunar month cut like a knife, burrowing between the bones. A few older women huddled beneath the porch in padded coats, their tongues wagging at a furious pace. Silly Zhu's father hadn't shown his face in days, so he had probably run off with a widow. Jia Dongxu had found himself a country girl named Qin Huairu, and she was quite a looker. Xu Damao had taken his wife to the hospital again, and this time she was probably really pregnant. Second Aunt pursed her lips and sai 26Reads—Score—Shelves
  3. The New Moon Hotel Storyteller: My Tomb-Raiding Tale Stuns the Crowd 新月饭店说书人:我讲盗墓惊全场 Mystery352k WordsOngoing After transmigrating into the storyteller Zhang Chen at the New Moon Hotel, Zhang Qishan and Er Yuehong listen to the story from start to finish in a private box on the second floor. The hall falls silent as every guest listens intently. The uniformed Buddha turns to Second Master and asks, “Who came up with this story?” Zhang Chen taps his wooden clapper. “Everyone, I'll continue the story next time.” 21Reads—Score110Shelves
  4. Dream of the Red Chamber: Jia Cong, the Concubine-Born Son, Wins a Title on the Frontier 红楼:庶子贾琮戍边挣爵位 Historical473k WordsOngoing After three years of training on the frontier, I return to the capital with Niu Jizong to receive my reward. The sons of the Four Princes and Eight Dukes ride along, laughing and chatting, but I know the roots of the Great Qian Dynasty have rotted away. A smiling eunuch leads the way, while the Lantian Camp waits to take charge of the border troops. The waters in the capital run far deeper than those at the frontier. Jia Cong tightens his grip on the reins. This time, I'm afraid I'll have to wad 10Reads—Score—Shelves
  5. Great Qin: I Picked the Warring States Era from the Start with a Controller 大秦:手柄开局就选战国 Historical443k WordsOngoing Zhang Wei opened a delivery and found a game console inside. When he turned it on, three options appeared. He selected Start Game. The screen went black, and the sound of wind and clashing weapons came through. Faint characters appeared before his eyes: "Choose a historical scenario: The Seven Kingdoms' Struggle for Supremacy, the End of Qin, or the Beginning of Han." He froze for a moment, his finger hovering over the End of Qin option. The light bulb in the room suddenly flickered. "This thing 4Reads—Score—Shelves
  6. Siheyuan: Set Up by the Yan Family from the Start 四合院:开局被阎家设局 Male-Channel Fanfiction504k WordsOngoing Li Weidong transmigrates into Love in the Courtyard. The original owner was set up by Yan Bugui, who got him drunk and arranged for him to share a bed with Yu Li. After binding a ten-thousandfold Experience System and a pocket-dimension warehouse, he cleverly hides someone to defuse the crisis and forces Qin Huairu to repay her old debt. With Yi Zhonghai demanding repayment and plotting against him, can Li Weidong scrape together a hundred yuan in five days and save his home? 4Reads—Score103Shelves
  7. Journey to the West: Three Monks Stare at Me and Drool 西游:三个和尚盯着我咽口水 Xianxia422k WordsOngoing Chen Yi woke up in a ruined temple in a remote mountain in the Journey to the West, having gone three days without food and barely clinging to life on rainwater. Three monks sat around the fire, tapping wooden fish drums. They looked at him like he was a plate of braised pork. He clutched the yellowed sheet of paper. Whenever he rubbed it with his fingers, words seeped through, telling him everything that was about to happen. A headless Buddha statue protected him, but the eyes of those three th —Reads—Score—Shelves