My Reading List 我的书单

1 我 I Am the Pacific 我就是太平洋 Dare to Act敢为Urban3.8M WordsCompleted I've hauled in nets, sorted fish, and even sounded the ship's horn. A fisherman who can't cook isn't a good beast tamer. I'm Tang Hai, and I season myself with a pinch of salt. 0Votes188.1kRecs163.5kFans

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They've hauled nets, divided fish, and even sounded the whistle. A fisherman who can't cook isn't a good animal trainer. I am Tang Hai, and I feed myself a bag of salt.

3 名EN A Wizard in the World of Famous Detectives 名侦探世界里的巫师 Dream Chaser Love Ping追梦人Love平Light Novel7.5M WordsOngoing A ghost wizard from the Age of Declining Dharma was killed in a car accident. His soul transmigrated to Japan and possessed the body of a Japanese man. He was just thinking about making a name for himself in Japan when he casually picked up a newspaper and glanced at it Shinichi Kudo, the Sherlock Holmes of Japan's Heisei era, savior of the police? What the hell? How did I transmigrate into a world of anime and manga? Anyway, this is the story of a wizard playing the role of an ordinary passerby 104Votes1.9MRecs596kFans

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A sorcerer from the degenerate age was killed in a car accident, and his soul traveled to Japan, where he found himself possessing the body of a Japanese person. Just as I was thinking about making a name for myself in Japan, I casually picked up a newspaper and glanced at it— Shinichi Kudo, the Sherlock Holmes of Japan's Heisei era, the savior of the police? Holy crap, how did I end up in the world of anime? Well, in short, this is a story about a wizard playing a minor role in the world of Detective Conan... P. S.: The author also has other completed works: "Refining Ghosts and Cultivating Immortality" (6.53 million words), "Evil Path Ghost Lord" (3.65 million words), and "My Mechanical Octopus" (2.18 million words). Those who are bored can check them out. Okay, there's also "The Last Cultivator," but it's banned in China, so let's ignore it... Group 1: 512240405 is full. Group 2: 670934518

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Ever since being possessed by the God of Laziness and gaining access to a wondrous energy within his body, Nanming has become incredibly lazy... Everything consumes energy; it's so frustrating not to be lazy! Taking two steps, the wasted energy could turn a flashlight into a lightsaber. The energy wasted sweeping the floor could turn a voice assistant into artificial intelligence. Carrying a bucket of water wastes enough energy to turn a quadcopter into an invincible flying robot. Besides food, energy also needs to be replenished by various positive energies. A sense of accomplishment, satisfaction, happiness... In order to gather more energy, Nanming began his dream life as a lazy, pleasure-loving, and helpful young man. The most luxurious thing in the world is walking down a long street with you.

5 修EN Cultivation Chat Group (The Daily Life of a Chat Group) 修真聊天群（聊天群的日常生活） Legend of the Paladin圣骑士的传说Urban8.5M WordsCompleted One day, Song Shuhang accidentally joined a chat group for veteran sufferers of immortal-cultivation chuunibyou. Everyone in the group addressed one another as fellow Daoists, and their profile names were all things like Palace Master, Cave Master, Perfected One, and Celestial Master. Even the group owner's lost pet dog was described as a great demon hound that had run away from home. All day long, they chatted about alchemy, exploring secret realms, cultivation experiences, and such. Then one 114Votes17.6MRecs15.7MFans

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One day, Song Shuhang accidentally joined a chat group for hardcore fans of fantasy novels and chuunibyou (a Japanese term for someone with delusions of grandeur). The group members all addressed each other as "fellow Daoists," and their nicknames were filled with various titles like "Lord of a Palace," "Master of a Cave," "True Person," and "Celestial Master." Even the group owner's lost pet dog was referred to as a "Great Demon Dog Who Ran Away from Home." They spent all their time discussing alchemy, exploring secret realms, and cultivation techniques. One day, after lurking for a long time, he suddenly discovered that... Every single member of the group was actually a cultivator, the kind who could move mountains and overturn seas and live for thousands of years! Ugh, my worldview has completely shattered overnight! Book club: Kyushu No. 1 group: 207572656 Jiuzhou Group 2: 168114177 Jiuzhou Group 3: 165210665 (New) Nine Provinces No. 1 Group (VIP book club, verification required) 63769632

6 初 The Second Fang of the Early Tang 初唐房二传 Qing Le晴了Historical3.6M WordsCompleted This book was originally titled Taming the Early Tang One of the most formidable women in history, Princess Gaoyang, hailed by later generations as a great pioneer who yearned for free love, slowly raised her head. Her pretty face blossomed into a smile at me, her brows relaxing, her eyes curving, dimples faintly appearing, and the corners of her lips lifting into a perfect arc. She was breathtakingly beautiful and seductively alluring, leaving me completely unable to breathe. The future empress 0Votes1.7MRecs433.3kFans

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The original title of this book was "Taming the Early Tang Dynasty". One of history's most formidable women, Princess Gaoyang, hailed by later generations as a great pioneer of free love, slowly raised her head. Her beautiful face blossomed into a smile, her brows relaxed, her eyes curved, dimples appearing and disappearing, and the corners of her lips curving into a perfect arc. Exquisitely beautiful, captivatingly alluring, she left me breathless. The future empress, the ruthless, merciless, and heartless Iron Lady Wu Zetian, who made the entire Tang Dynasty tremble, stood before me, her face flushed, speaking softly…

7 我 My Life as a Daoist 我的修道生涯 Xiao Xiaosheng小小圣Xianxia1.1M WordsCompleted Time is the most superfluous thing to me as a cultivator. I've been terribly bored lately, so I was browsing the internet and came across an article called “We Post-80s, Our Generation!” I was quite surprised after reading it. I'm actually part of the post-80s generation too, but: I'm a genuine cultivator. When I was in elementary school, I had no idea what money was. By the time I was in college, I had already made some progress in cultivation. Money was just an external possession to me, and w 0Votes357.4kRecs391.5kFans

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Time is the most superfluous thing for someone like me who's cultivating the Tao. Lately, I've been incredibly bored, browsing aimlessly online, when I came across an article titled "The Post-80s Generation: Us!" After reading it, I was quite surprised. Actually, I'm also a member of the post-80s generation, but: I am a true Taoist practitioner. When I was in elementary school, I didn't know what money was; When I was in college, I had already achieved some success in my spiritual practice. Money was something external to me, and I would donate any money I earned to the primary school in my hometown. When I graduated from university, while my classmates were struggling to find jobs that wouldn't let them starve, I was traveling and having a great time. While housing prices in the city are soaring, I live in the sky. While everyone around me struggles to find a wife because they don't own a car or a house, I'm slinking around in shame, hiding from the world. And yet, so many close female friends want to marry me… Why…! It's amazing how people from the same era can lead such different lives. Thinking about it, cultivating Taoism is still the best option!

8 武 A Martial Guide to the Tang Dynasty 武唐攻略 Fu Tian府天Historical2.4M WordsCompleted Damn you, Heavens! You actually made me Wu Zetian's son! Bah! I've got a strategy guide, so why should I fear the Wu-Tang dynasty? Reclining in drunken abandon, I sing aloud, laughing as I admire beauties with their red sleeves. How many heroes of the age have all fallen into my trap? Fine horses and robes worth a thousand gold: all I ask is to scheme at Zhangtai and drink my fill, sword in hand as I point toward the distant Penglai Palace. 0Votes247.7kRecs57.3kFans

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Damn you, God! You actually made me the son of Empress Wu Zetian! Bah! I have the strategy guide, what do I have to fear from the Wu Tang! Drunk and carefree, I sing loudly, laughing as I watch the beautiful women in red sleeves. In a short time, countless heroes fell into my trap. A dappled horse, a thousand pieces of gold, all I seek is a drunken revelry at Zhangtai, where I'll brandish my sword and point towards Penglai Palace.