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Books by Zhang Shiyi
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Matriarchy: The Handsome Boy from Rural Tokyo 女尊：东京乡下的美少年
[Matriarchal world + does not affect readability] + [mature older sister] + [ice-cold skin and jade-like bones] + [succubus] Also known as: I’m only responsible for saving people, not cleaning up afterward Reborn in a matriarchal world, Xingye Zhen obtains the Justiceful Handsome Boy System, also known as the Rescue System. Day 1 sign-in: bright eyes Day 2 sign-in: natural fragrance Day 3 sign-in: icy skin Day 4… Xingye Zhen looks at the mature, refined older sister standing before him, rea
7.5kReads7.0Score720Shelves
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Sword Immortal in a Matriarchal World: I, the White-Robed Master, Am Being Courted 女尊剑仙：白衣师尊的我被攻略
[Matriarchy] [Reverse Pursuit] [White Robes] At Cold Moon Peak, its master Bai Liuyun works hard to cultivate and pursue the Great Dao, while raising four young disciples. But everything changed the day Bai Liuyun returned to the sect with the Heaven and Earth Yin-Yang Bell, which she had obtained in some ruins. Her youthful, pretty fourth disciple, her sultry, tanned third disciple, her beloved senior sister... They all want to drag the white-robed Sword Immortal of Cold Moon Mountain down to t
2.7kReads5.9Score210Shelves
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Surely There’s No One Who Can’t Cultivate Immortality? 不会真的有人不会修仙吧
Everyone says cultivating immortality is hard, and Lin Yi agrees, because all the people around him are “experts.” He comprehends the Sword Dao in a day, and his senior brother tells him to keep working hard. He gathers inner strength in a few hours, and his master says it's just so-so. Outside the sect, someone provokes them. His master tells him to step up, and he wins, even though this person had previously defeated his senior brother. Is cultivating immortality really that hard? Lin Y
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I, a Blind Man, Rise to Greatness by Laying Low with My Suona 我，瞎子，从唢呐开始苟成大佬
(Immortality, no heroine, probably a bit tragic.) Of all the instruments under heaven, the suona reigns supreme: it sends you off to the afterlife or leads you to the wedding altar. When the music starts and the cloth is laid over the body, the whole village, young and old, waits for the feast. Some walk, some are carried, and behind them trails a sea of white. After transmigrating, Zhang Kongqing gains a point-allocation System. One suona, one mouth. One donkey, two legs. He has eaten the white
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