The Chang Family Manor

1 志 Tales of the Strange Golden JasmineCultivation2.1M WordsCompleted 286Votes1MRecs1.3MFans

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The pine breeze blows away the tea smoke, and among the white clouds, the gods sleep peacefully. Unconsciously, I remembered the old days, under the trees at the entrance of the village, the old people talking about ancient times, those fairy tales, fox spirits and mountain monsters that shocked young children. They were neither true nor illusory, weird and romantic, but I still thought it was wonderful. … How many people can live forever if they dream of being a fairy? The story of Lin Jue seeking immortality in a world of strange creatures and gods.

2 打 Open Your Quest Log Thorns of the Dark NightWestern Fantasy1.5M WordsOngoing 50Votes275.7kRecs189.7kFans

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As night falls, the tavern gradually becomes lively. The adventurers brag to each other about their recent harvests, the waitresses are flying between the tables like butterflies, and the bards are playing the lute in the corner and singing ambiguous erotic ditties. At this time, the tavern door was pushed open, and a sturdy adventurer walked in from the darkness. "Hey, isn't this Barrit the Feeder?" Someone recognized the person. "He is no longer a 'feeder', but a 'natural enemy of the undead', a 'devil slayer', a 'mage ally', a 'crystal wall guardian', and a 'legendary adventurer' Barrit!" Someone retorted loudly. "Barrett, tell us your story." The man named Barritt took a swig of rye beer and spoke in the eyes of everyone expectantly, "It was a bright afternoon, I was riding a horse, preparing to go..."

3 尸 Notes on a Corpse Monster's Cultivation Kiss the FingertipsCultivation1.3M WordsOngoing 239Votes144.6kRecs373.8kFans

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That year I woke up from the ground, the earth was my quilt, and the silence was my sleep. Some years later, … A group of monsters from the mountains came to meet each other and spent the night alone on the balcony.

4 虎 Tiger Guard Zhong GengHistorical3.5M WordsOngoing 488Votes107.3kRecs258.8kFans

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After Dong Zhuo, the Three Assistants were in chaos The emperor is covered in dust, and the diligent king and his lofty ideals gather in Luodu Among the ruins, carnivores despise Drawing the sword and looking around, the national thieves were ten times more ferocious than Hu In the era of loyalty, filial piety, etiquette and righteousness, the most reliable thing is the sword and shield in your hand.

5 乌 A Record of Cultivation on Wulong Mountain Eight-Treasure RiceCultivation2.9M WordsOngoing 3.5kVotes948.1kRecs607.1kFans

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A daily practice journal of Wulongshan non-religious cultivators records every detail of his practice life... Women are afraid of marrying the wrong man, and men are afraid of joining the wrong profession. Since he became a low-level non-commercial cultivator from the beginning, and is still a Wulongshan non-commercial cultivator known as a bandit, Liu Xiaolou can only accept his fate and struggle hard in a world dominated by famous sects, busy only for a spiritual stone, a spiritual elixir, a magic weapon, and a spiritual grass. The food, rice, oil and salt of life, the ups and downs of spiritual practice, the taste of it is up to oneself to taste. The only thing that remains unchanged is the Taoist heart for eternal life.

6 我 Those Years I Was Scammed into Northern Myanmar Breaking GoldUrban1.6M WordsCompleted 9Votes19.9kRecs243.1kFans

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Do you think northern Myanmar is a paradise where gold is everywhere and you can just lie down and make money? No, this is a scorching hell on earth! Beatings with electric batons, pulling out teeth and cutting off fingers are just commonplace pediatrics... Do you think this is just a purgatory on earth? No, this is still an ocean of knowledge! Financial currency, beauty yoga, you have to learn from scratch! Because here, you are no longer you, you are a good-looking, high-quality white-collar woman working in finance! And this is just one of your thousands of identities. Behind the role-playing is a pig-killing plate that knows the weaknesses of human nature! Do you think there are only pig-killing trays here? No, the maturity of the fraud gang system here, the cruelty of the methods, and the cunningness of the deception have long exceeded ordinary people's cognition! You ask me why I know? Because I was deceived by Burma for nine years, and I just crawled out of this abyss...

7 食 The Immortal Eater Parrot Bites Its TongueEastern Fantasy3.5M WordsOngoing 2.2kVotes510.5kRecs863.7kFans

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The mysterious swords scattered across the earth are waiting for their world-famous sword master. Who can understand the miraculous menopause that has been passed down through the ages? There are people hiding in the hundreds of buildings in Chang'an who can raise fire and swallow the sun. In the Central Plains, there are huge and decadent millennium-old families. In the north, the deserted people are sharpening their swords in silence and fierce fighting. In the south, the countries in the south are singing, dancing and fighting each other... And above the distant Qingming, a pair of blue eyes covering the world are slowly opening. Pei Ye raised his head and pulled out the long sword from his belly: "Taiyi True Dragon Immortal Lord... Let us see who is whose food."

8 民 Twenty Years in the Underworld of Republican-Era China Zhengzi YouliHistorical4.2M WordsOngoing 1kVotes239.9kRecs236.1kFans

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[Markets, rivers and lakes, thieves in green forests, folk customs and anecdotes] It's hard work when we meet, it must be Jianghu. At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, the country was in decline and troubled times prevailed. Outside Shanhaiguan, heroes in the green forest are surging. In the streets of Beijing and Tianjin, strange people emerge in endlessly. In this world, heroes should have a certain gangster spirit! ! ! … Gold is praised and colorful is hung, and leather balls are mixed with willows; bees, sparrows, and sparrows are spread across the landscape. If one thing is missing, there will be no world! His name was Jiang Xiaodao, and Green Forest reported "Ghost knocking on the door"! Everything about him must start from the 28th year of Guangxu...