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4 我EN The Corpse Mender of Autumn Execution Grounds 我在秋斩刑场当缝尸人那些年 Southern Accents, Northern Tunes南腔北调Xianxia644k WordsCompleted [A human face with a ghost’s heart, drawing on the past to speak of the present. I am the master of the martial world.] Lin Shou wakes up to find himself a corpse-sewer at the execution grounds where prisoners are beheaded in autumn. Fallen leaves return to their roots, and the dead must be laid to rest. The corpses of executed prisoners must be sewn back together before burial. Otherwise, they will be buried improperly and bring disaster. Lin Shou discovers that sewing up corpses can earn him a 2Votes300.7kRecs741kFans

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With a human face and a devil's heart, I speak of the past to illuminate the present; I am the master of the martial world. Lin Shou woke up to find himself a corpse-stitching man at the autumn execution ground. Fallen leaves return to their roots, and burial brings peace. The body of a decapitated prisoner must be sewn up completely before burial, otherwise chaotic burials may occur. Lin Shou discovered that he could actually obtain various rewards by sewing up corpses. The Book of Burial, Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases, Human Bone Shadow Puppetry, Shrine of the Underworld Gods, Waist Plaque of the City God, Mask of the Nuo God, Eight Gates of Jianghu Arts... A lighthearted, enjoyable read without any angst for the protagonist; a dark comedy.

8 兰 Immortal Destiny at Lanruo Temple 兰若仙缘 Sweet-and-Sour Yu糖醋于Xianxia2.0M WordsCompleted New book, Subduing the Dragon. You’re welcome to give it a read! A thousand-year-old tree sways in the wind; a ten-thousand-year-old black mountain lies silent. Withered bones build the Buddhist temple; blood stains the imperial city. Practice Buddhist arts, train with Shushan swords, and command the underworld. At the ancient Lanruo Temple, my dharma name is Wusheng. I don’t beg for alms; I only deliver souls! 0Votes241.3kRecs203.8kFans

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My new book, "Dragon Subduing," is available for your reading! Ancient trees sway in the wind, while the Black Mountain remains silent for millennia. Buddhist temples were built from bones, and the imperial city was stained with blood. He cultivates Buddhist practices, masters the Shu Mountain sword, and commands the Yin Commander. The ancient temple, named Wusheng, does not solicit alms; it only performs rituals for the deceased! Book club: 971622783

10 大 The Grand Sui Preceptor 大隋国师 A Word Breaks the Spring Breeze一语破春风Mystery & Supernatural2.3M WordsCompleted With a brush in my hand, I can write a thousand splendid essays, paint prosperous mountains and rivers, and depict the grand affairs of the human world. I can also strike down foolish rulers and treacherous ministers. With a stroke of my brush, I can send them to the underworld. With a sword at my waist, I can slay demons and monsters, and sweep away every injustice in this world. My name is Lu Liangsheng, Grand Preceptor of the Great Sui. 3Votes235.3kRecs349.9kFans

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With a pen in hand, one can write thousands of beautiful articles, paint prosperous mountains and rivers, and depict the grand events of humankind. It can also be used to criticize tyrannical rulers and rebellious ministers, write down one's thoughts in the netherworld, hang a sword at one's waist to slay demons and monsters, and sweep away all the injustices of the world. My name is Lu Liang Sheng, and I am the Grand Preceptor of the Sui Dynasty. Group: 371508141

13 裙 The Minister in the Skirt 裙上之臣 Bronze Ears of Grain青铜穗Ancient Romance832k WordsCompleted Du Jian tells everyone he meets that he already has a wife, putting on the appearance of a chaste and virtuous husband. Chang Ying scoffs at this. Her mind is occupied entirely with earning merit and rising through the ranks, leading her followers to follow some future prince toward the pinnacle of life. Who would have the spare time to covet him? 0Votes266.3kRecs89.1kFans

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Du Jian would tell everyone he met that he already had a wife, putting on the appearance of a chaste and virtuous husband. Changying scoffed at this. All she could think about was making a name for herself and getting promoted, leading her followers to the pinnacle of life with a future prince. Who would have the time to covet him?

14 一EN The Sage Who Transcended Samsara 一世之尊 The Squid Who Loves Diving爱潜水的乌贼Eastern Fantasy4.4M WordsCompleted In this life, I ask nothing of the past and seek nothing in the next. I’ll live boldly, settle every score, defeat the greatest heroes of every race, and laugh proudly at the gods and demons of the Six Paths! Ten thousand years later, a great calamity begins anew. The Tathagata’s Golden Body or the Primordial Dao Body: which is stronger? The Tathagata Divine Palm or the Seven Forms of Severing Heaven: which will reign supreme? Amid the cycle of reincarnation, Meng Qi begins his journey at Shaoli 310Votes3.3MRecs3.4MFans

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In this life, I neither inquire about the past nor seek the future; I only live a life of glory, seeking vengeance and defeating all heroes of all races, laughing arrogantly at the gods and demons of the six realms! Ten thousand years later, the great calamity begins again. Which is stronger, the Tathagata's golden body or the Primordial Dao Body? Which will reign supreme, the Tathagata's Divine Palm or the Seven Forms of Heaven-Slaying? In the cycle of reincarnation, Meng Qi began his journey of "dominating his entire life, who can stand against him" from Shaolin Temple.

15 鸟 The Bird Lord’s Leisurely Life 鸟爷的悠闲生活 Autumn Rain and Song秋声雨霖Urban1.3M WordsCompleted Before turning into a myna bird, Zhou Jiu lived by two principles: “What’s it to you?” and “What’s it to me?” After turning into a myna bird, all Zhou Jiu wanted was to run off to a corner and cry, clutching his cowlick: “What kind of bird-brained mess is this?!” A lighthearted, humorous slice-of-life story. No contrived plot twists, no cultivation. Feel free to save it for later if you like it. If you don’t, please don’t leave hate 0Votes48.2kRecs47.6kFans

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Before becoming a myna bird, Zhou Jiu's principles could be summarized in two sentences: "None of your business!" And "None of my business?" After turning into a myna bird, Zhou Jiu just wanted to run to a corner and cry while pulling at his tuft of hair; "What kind of mess is this?!" Lighthearted rants, a leisurely slice-of-life story. No clichés, no cultivation themes. Feel free to save if you like it, but please refrain from negative comments if you don't. PS: [Regular reader group: 620844880] No cultivation, no clichés, no newbies, just simple and lighthearted daily life. Please don't criticize if you don't like it!

16 斩 Slaying Evil 斩邪 Chen of the Southern Dynasties南朝陈Xianxia1.4M WordsCompleted He rises with sword in hand to exterminate ghosts and monsters, then sits quietly with brush in hand to write. With heaven and earth in his grasp, he slays evil and preserves righteousness: A single song, “Song of Righteousness,” and vast righteousness rises into the boundless world. 0Votes91.5kRecs122.1kFans

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I rise up with my sword to slay demons and monsters, and sit quietly with my pen to write articles. Holding the universe in one's hands, slaying evil and preserving righteousness— A song of righteousness rises from the vast expanse. Southern Dynasties Book Club: 200702009. New and old readers are warmly welcome to join. We have fun chatting and joking around, and the content is top-notch!

19 寒 Rise of the Poor Scholar 寒门崛起 Zhu Langcai Jin朱郎才尽Historical5.1M WordsOngoing This is the story of a graduate student in Classical Chinese who, after being battered again and again while searching for work, returns to the middle of the Ming dynasty and enters the body of a young child in a mountain village. His father is stiff and taciturn, his mother is fiery, and his relatives are all a troublesome lot. There's no shortage of squabbles in the little farmyard. Luckily, I have several thousand years of accumulated history behind me, and the Four Books, Five Classics, and 61Votes2.8MRecs1.1MFans

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This is the story of a graduate student majoring in Classical Chinese who has been repeatedly thwarted in his job search, and who travels back to the mid-Ming Dynasty and enters the body of a young child in a mountain village. A dull father and a shrewish mother, a whole host of peculiar relatives—the farmhouse courtyard is always rife with trouble. Fortunately, we have thousands of years of historical heritage, the Four Books and Five Classics, and the eight-legged essay; our major is also relevant, so who says it's impossible for a poor family to produce a successful child? As national power rises, the government can govern without any intervention. Lax laws and regulations, and lax official discipline; There were a few treacherous officials, and also some Japanese pirates; But overall, it can be said that this was fertile ground for the free growth of the literati. And so began the legendary rise of a poor family. This article is dedicated to all classic time-travel stories. PS: The "Rise of the Poor" book club group: 219,803,021; The "Rise of the Poor" full subscription group: 254,292,459. Welcome to join the groups to exchange ideas and communicate with me.

20 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! Aaaaaah, 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

22 小 Little Demons Don’t Go to Heaven 小妖不上天 The Feverish Bighead Carp发烧的胖头鱼Xianxia1.8M WordsCompleted Huan Ge was an honest, down-to-earth little demon tasked with patrolling the mountains. Then a meteorite from beyond the heavens knocked something loose in his head, and all sorts of strange words started popping into it every day. What kind of cat is a Tmall? Calabash Brothers? Don't scare me, bro. Since when can gourds become spirits? There's even a kind of chicken called “Kende Chicken,” and apparently it's delicious... Huh, why am I drooling just talking about it... All right. Huan Ge just t 0Votes118kRecs118.5kFans

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Huan Ge is an honest and dutiful little demon who patrols the mountain, but he was hit by a meteorite from outer space and suddenly his mind is filled with a bunch of strange words. What kind of cat is Tmall? Calabash Brothers? Don't scare me, gourds can become spirits these days? There's even a type of chicken called "KFC," which is supposedly quite delicious... Hmm, my mouth is watering just thinking about it... Okay. Huan-ge just felt it was time to be a demon who was different from others. What kind of waves will a little mountain demon with human-like thoughts stir up on Demon Mountain? What exciting stories will it create in the human world? Find out in the humorous new work, "The Little Demon Doesn't Fly to Heaven." A solemn promise: the protagonist of this story is anything but serious; he'll be so cheeky you'll love it. (My new book, "My Sister is a Prophet," has been uploaded; please support it!)

23 道 Dao Traverses Nine Heavens 道辟九霄 Supreme True Lord太上真君Xianxia4.0M WordsCompleted Literary Version: The Double Ninth Festival lingers, where once I solved the mystery beneath the peach blossoms. My heart opens to the Great Way, and I rise to the ninth heaven. I look back from the ends of the earth, but my three or four old friends are nowhere to be seen. I ascend to immortality and soar away, joining the undying celestial ones. Comedy Version: I transmigrated to a world of immortals with a mysterious dragon scale. The immortal path? The demonic path? This is just a stage pla 0Votes413kRecs198.4kFans

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Artistic version: Lingering on the Double Ninth Festival, I recall the place where I once discovered the secrets of peach blossoms. With a heart opened to the Great Dao, I ascended to the Ninth Heaven. Looking back from the ends of the earth, I see no trace of my old friends from my hometown. They have ascended to heaven, living as long as the immortals. Funny version: He transmigrated to a world of immortals and heroes, carrying mysterious dragon scales. The path of immortality? The path of demons? This is just a stage play by a madman with a split personality and a group of master actors. "Senior brother, senior brother, come with me to deal with Xuanmen Qinghong?" Sorry, that was my avatar. "Junior brother, junior brother, let's go find the demon dragon and settle accounts." Sorry, that was also my avatar. "Ah, what good luck I have today! I've actually received guidance from a celestial being." Well, that's me in disguise. He embodies countless forms, his personality splitting into multiple roles. Today he aids the demonic path against the immortal path, tomorrow he helps the immortal sects crush the demonic path. Hidden behind the scenes, he manipulates the conflict between good and evil. Unbeknownst to him, he has become a true master, establishing the Nine Heavens and embarking on the path to immortality? Life is indeed as lonely as snow.

24 顾 Gu Dao's Immortal Life 顾道长生 Sleep Turns You White睡觉会变白Urban2.3M WordsCompleted I thought this was going to be a realistic urban-life story, but then the setting changed without warning! Spiritual qi revival, the return of Taoist arts: this is probably a story about modern civilization transforming into a cultivation civilization. This book still takes its time. Reader group: 666-464-52. VIP group: 465-455-757 14Votes2.5MRecs1MFans

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I thought it was a realistic depiction of urban life, but the setting was changed without warning! The revival of spiritual energy and the reappearance of Taoist practices—this is probably the story of a modern civilization transforming into a civilization of cultivation. This book is still quite long-winded. Book club group: 666-464-52. VIP group: 465-455-757