Novels like System: You’ve Got the Wrong Person
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- 1 Outlaw, Starting with the Top Spot on the Martial World Wanted List 法外狂徒，从登顶武林通缉榜开始 Good news: I transmigrated, got a System, topped the martial world's wanted list, and became a notorious villain. Bad news: The System framed me for massacres, a case involving ghost cultivation, a village slaughter, a pit filled with ten thousand victims' blood, a wilds corpse Buddha... It made me the fall guy and turned me into a murderer. And I got stronger, too. Bounty: One million. Congratulations, Host, on completing a special achievement. You have obtained [Peerless Overlord Physique]. Bo 0Votes15.2kRecs69.6kFans
- 2 EN Tokyo: Parasitic Supernatural 东京：超凡寄生 Parasitism, mutation… Piece after piece is placed on the dining table, while life after life vanishes for no reason. Every piece is merely fuel for me to achieve supreme power. [Behind the Scenes] [The Source of All Supernatural Phenomena] [Left-Hand Versus Right-Hand] 0Votes33.3kRecs161.3kFans
- 3 This Really Isn't Mechanical Ascension 这真不是机械飞升 The moment Li Ming opened his eyes, he found himself caught in the turmoil of the stars. Countless civilizations trained their hunting rifles on everything in the universe, eyeing it hungrily. His most pressing concern, however, was finding enough to eat. Fortunately, he could control special items and gain bonus abilities from them-- [Thunderclap Armor Exoskeleton--Rank D] [Control Effect: Strength Boost - 100%] [Control Ability--Four Armed Armor: Generates four mechanical arms for combat suppo 4Votes145.8kRecs538.1kFans
- 4 What Do You Mean, Retiring from the Underworld? I’m No Crime Boss 什么金盆洗手，我又不是龙头大佬 Everyone in the underworld burns yellow paper, worships Guan Yu, drinks blood wine, and kowtows to swear brotherhood. But who actually keeps the Second Master’s virtues of loyalty, righteousness, benevolence, courage, trust, propriety, and wisdom in their heart? 1980, the New Territories, Tseung Kwan O, the ancestral hall’s incense room. The brothers draw lots to determine life or death. Yin Zhaotang holds incense in both hands and kneels on one knee, praying to Lord Guan for protection. He rece 0Votes156.5kRecs509.8kFans
- 5 EN My Management Game is Me?! 经营游戏竟是我自己 “Why do I have to rely on this farming and management game to trade blows with a bunch of martial artists and immortals?” Faced with the old masters emerging from seclusion after the world’s energies revived, and gods and immortals returning, Lü Xingshi deftly pressed the tilde key to open the game console and edited himself a Boss template. … The good news: I transmigrated with a game. The bad news: The game is unfinished. The better news: The unfinished game can be edited. The worse news: I am 4Votes109.6kRecs386.4kFans
- 6 EN Desperate Dark Night 绝境黑夜 There are monsters and ghostly shadows everywhere outside. I’m so scared. I just want to stay in my safe house until the end of time... The ghostly shadows can’t be killed, and the monsters are endless. Yu Hong came here with a mysterious black seal. Using its power to strengthen anything, he slowly built an absolutely safe zone of his own inside his safe house. As everyone voted, this book is a fusion of eerie cultivation and extreme-path cultivation. Lao Gun keeps his word. 27Votes861kRecs1.7MFans
- 7 EN Cultivating in the Demonic Sect as a Talent 苟在初圣魔门当人材 Lyu Yang transmigrates to a world of immortal cultivation, only to become a disciple of the First Sacred Sect, a demonic sect. Fortunately, he obtains a wondrous treasure, the Book of a Hundred Lives. When he dies, he can begin a new life and start all over again, while bringing back treasures, cultivation, and even lifespan from his previous life. He can even awaken special talents. Unfortunately, his chances are limited. He is not truly immortal. With chaos about to engulf the cultivation worl 577Votes1.8MRecs4.7MFans
- 8 EN Cultivation? Ain't Got No Money For That! 没钱修什么仙？ The old man asked, “You want revenge?” The boy replied, “I’ve been humiliated again and again by the powerful, and my master considers me trash. How could I not want revenge?” The old man patted the boy’s head and sighed. “Good boy, let me pass my cultivation power on to you.” The boy exclaimed, “Senior! How could I accept that?” The old man held out his hand. “Give me your phone.” Watching the changes on his phone, the boy cried out in shock, “Senior! Where did all this hundred-year cultivation 17.7kVotes4MRecs7.2MFans
