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  1. Infinite Summoning 无限召唤术 Eastern Fantasy475k WordsOngoing A gathering place for the protagonists of countless novels. Laughing, adventuring, falling in love, and forging bonds of life and death along the way. With you, me, and him, we’ll roam the world righting wrongs and breaking into hidden realms. —Reads—Score—Shelves
  2. My Compass Can Tune In to Any Frequency 我的罗盘能调频 Mystery237k WordsCompleted A scientific Taoist and a foodie big sister star in a colorful adventure. · An heir to the “scientific school” of the Celestial Masters’ Mansion on Mount Longhu, he firmly believes that “baleful energy is negative ions, and dragon veins are conduits in the earth’s meridians.” He uses electromagnetic theory to explain feng shui and infrasonic waves to break through ghostly labyrinths. A wisecracking type, he always carries an upgraded “high-frequency vibrating peachwood sword” and a “multifunctio —Reads—Score—Shelves
  3. The Feng Shui Boy Ventures Into the Martial World 风水少年闯江湖 Mystery178k WordsCompleted Young feng shui master Lin Xiaofan descends the mountain to gain experience, carrying on traditional culture as he grows into his responsibilities. With humor, he overcomes crises and shares an optimistic outlook on life. —Reads—Score—Shelves
  4. I Transmigrated to a Cultivation World, but Got Kicked Out 穿越修仙,我是被踢下来的 Eastern Fantasy678k WordsCompleted In the depths of despair, he carves out his own path to immortality. The story explores how, in an extreme situation with no foundation to build upon, and even “forgotten” by the entire world, one person can draw on the mindset of a past life, an unexpected gift, and absolute solitude to redefine cultivation and power, ultimately establishing an order of his own. —Reads—Score—Shelves
  5. The Wrong-Ring Armament 错环武装 Eastern Fantasy496k WordsCompleted When our military knife pierced the throat of the final target, we detonated the explosives. When I opened my eyes again, I was hanging from a branch ten meters above the ground. Below me lay five country kids who had fallen and passed out. After our memories merged, we learned that this world was called the Continent of Magic Rings. Cultivation meant lighting the magic rings inside your body, and falling to your death while stealing bird eggs was the most common way to die from the start. The c —Reads—Score—Shelves