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2 云 The Mage Above the Clouds 云上法师 Fantasy Three Primary Colors幻想三源色Western Fantasy517k WordsCompleted Two thousand years ago, floods ravaged the land. The survivors prayed to the gods, who raised a third of the continent from the sea, all the way above the endless sea of clouds... “Those days when I lost my ability to cast spells helped me understand what it means to be a mage,” John Gotte said eloquently from the lectern, clearly appreciating how intently his audience was listening. “For a true mage, losing the ability to cast spells is not the end of life. It is a new beginning.” A story about 0Votes10.7kRecs9.4kFans

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Two thousand years ago, a great flood ravaged the land. The survivors prayed to the gods, who then raised one-third of the continent from the sea, soaring above the endless sea of clouds... "It was during those days when I lost my spellcasting ability that I came to understand the meaning of a mage's existence," John Goth said eloquently from the podium, greatly appreciating the audience's focused expressions. "For a true mage, losing the ability to cast spells is not the end of life, but a new beginning." A story about boys and girls that takes place in a world in the clouds. Welcome to read. Tip: Please start reading from Volume 1, "Spring Festival".

3 非 Tales of the Abnormally Human 非正常人类异闻录 Three Generations of Split Personality精分三代Mystery & Supernatural5.3M WordsCompleted My name is Zhang Dadao, and my Daoist name is Zhang Quandao. I’m being studied at the Seventh People’s Hospital! This poor Daoist, Zhang Quandao, specializes in refurbishing, polishing, and waxing coffins. Black donkey hooves and black dog blood sold wholesale. I’ll do homework for grades one through three, find lost cats and dogs, and catch cheating spouses. Professional revenge and effigy-bashing! Discounts for bulk orders! Receipts available! 3Votes298.9kRecs261.6kFans

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My name is Zhang Dadao, and my Taoist name is Zhang Quandao. I'm being studied at the Seventh People's Hospital! I, Zhang Quandao, am a professional coffin refurbisher, polisher, and waxer. I wholesale black donkey hooves and black dog blood. I also offer homework assistance for grades 1-3, help find lost cats and dogs, and catch mistresses. Professional revenge and vengeance services! Bulk discounts available! Invoices provided! Book club group (small group of 200 people): 481355012. Please state the book title when joining.

4 寂 The Silent Crown 寂静王冠 Wind and Moon风月Western Fantasy2.8M WordsCompleted We are born of aether, made in aether, and pass away in aether. Revere the aether! The Sacred Canon. This is the golden age of musicians. Music has changed the world, aether has forged glory, and the spirits have ascended to the skies to join the stars. This is a world on the eve of the Long Night, where natural disasters and maddened gods spread destruction and death, and a golden age teeters on the brink. This is the story of a boy who sets out on the path of a musician. It is not about being 3Votes378.4kRecs284kFans

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We are born of ether, we are made of ether, and we die of ether. Reverence for the Ether! —The sacred text. This was the golden age of musicians; music changed the world, ether forged glory, and the Holy Spirits ascended to heaven to join the stars. This is a world where the long night is approaching, where natural disasters and chaotic gods sow destruction and death, and the prosperous age is on the verge of collapse. This is the story of a young boy embarking on the path of a musician, regardless of whether he is humble or great, simply to reach the end of his dream. From that time onward, a crown of righteousness and glory was reserved for him. Divider Simplified explanation: What should I do if my dad gets into trouble and runs away? I need help urgently.

5 间 The Outsider 间客 Mao Ni猫腻Eastern Fantasy3.4M WordsCompleted There are two things that deeply stir the human soul: the lofty moral law within us, and the brilliant starry sky above us., Kant When Xu Le looked away from these words and saw for the first time the countless stars scattered like sesame seeds beyond the dust, he wasn’t moved. On the contrary, he was furious: the stars beyond the District’s sky were so dazzling, who could stand it? Being blinded by their light every day would turn him into one of those feral cats on the mining roads, brain-fri 26Votes2.8MRecs1.4MFans

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Two things fill the mind with ever new and increasing admiration and awe, the more often and the more steadily we reflect upon them: the starry heavens above and the moral law within us. — Immanuel Kant When Xu Le looked away from those words and truly saw the countless stars behind the dust for the first time, he wasn't awestruck. Instead, he was furious: "The stars outside the regional sky are so dazzling, who can stand it? Being blinded by these lights every day, I'm afraid I'll turn into one of those stray cats in the mine tunnels that's been driven mad by the headlights!" So Xu Le gave up his dream of becoming a noble female warship commander's assistant and began to fall, fall, fall under the influence of gravity, becoming a poor boy from out of town who worked as a doorman, a pitiful man who sold his body, a male nanny who did tedious work... In the turbulent era, he showed his white teeth, squinted and smiled foolishly, covered in inexplicable radiance, and stepped by step towards a distant place that no one knew. Xu Le, a citizen of Donglin District, left a desolate, semi-abandoned planet. He possessed some strange and unusual knowledge in his mind and had a power in his body that no one in this world had ever encountered. He was not confused, but rather absurdly content as he entered this most boring yet most interesting world. The life of a stranger must be very exciting.