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Books by 凭风引
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I Led the Coldhearted Sword Cultivator Astray 我带坏了薄情剑修
[Full novel completed] Ji Yun was sent to the Spirit Sword Sect at the age of eight to be disciplined. The person assigned to teach her was the sect's beloved sword prodigy. She thought Xie Huaiqing was aloof, cold, and difficult to get along with. Later, she realized that this prodigy seemed to have something wrong with his head. Ji Yun made things difficult for him and lost her temper, but he never got angry. He even sewed her a doll to soothe her to sleep, thinking she was having trouble ad
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I Seduced My Male Demon, and Our Fake Romance Became Real 引诱我的男妖精假戏真做了gb
[Cultivation fantasy + ABO | girl-boy | female Alpha, male Omega | man disguising himself as a woman] (Updates are irregular. I’ll post chapters as I finish them. Thanks for reading!) Before she went down the mountain, her master had warned her not to use the Mind-Seeking Art. She should use her eyes and ears to understand people and make friends, and preferably bring home a partner. Song Qiyan ignored the last part, slung on her pack, and headed down the mountain. On her first day down the mou
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Reborn to Save My Villainous Fellow Disciple 重生之拯救我的反派同门
(The full manuscript is complete. It will start once everything is saved. Current progress: 12,000+ words.) [Heroine's Blurb] In her previous life, Zhao Suzhi cultivated desperately, yet she never managed to rid herself of the demonic mark. She scattered all her cultivation in exchange for death, but when she opened her eyes, she had returned to the day she first joined the sect. Everything was as it had been before, except that images would occasionally flash before her eyes. The images showed
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I Accidentally Took the Beautiful Master as My Wife (GB) 不小心攻了美人师尊gb
(The main text is written in third person.) I am a Tianqian, orphaned and wandering the mortal world, waiting to die. On a snowy day in early winter, when I was ten, someone took me on as his disciple. He wanted me to inherit his swordsmanship and become, like him, a righteous and impartial sage who cared for all under heaven. I had no such ambition, but I nodded anyway. After wandering the mortal world for so long, I hadn't seen such a simple-minded fool in ages. I was curious, so I wanted to
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