Peaceful Days 岁月静好

1 仙EN After the Immortals Vanished 仙人消失之后 Wind Walker Between Water and Clouds风行水云间Xianxia7.5M WordsCompleted Entirely original, written and polished without AI. Plot-driven storytelling, no System. +++++ Three thousand years ago, the Heavenly Demon descended. The immortals intervened and drove it away after winning the battle. Then cataclysmic changes weakened the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the immortals vanished. The Heavenly Demon, however, took on the guise of a god and began infiltrating the mortal world once more. More than 160 years ago, a divine relic descended. The fertile Chipa 443Votes63MRecs2MFans

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Purely original content, never created or edited using AI. It's a story-driven game with no system. +++++ Three thousand years ago, the Heavenly Demon descended. The immortals intervened, defeated and drove away the demon, which then withdrew from the mortal realm. Afterwards, a cataclysmic event weakened the spiritual energy, the immortals disappeared, but the demon transformed into a god and once again infiltrated the mortal world. More than 160 years ago, a divine being descended. The fertile Chipa Plateau and the invincible Panlong Ancient City have all been reduced to yellow earth; Now, I have arrived! Follow the clues left by the immortals, reverse the predetermined fate, and uncover the truth about immortals and demons... The origin of everything lies in returning to Panlong Ancient City and experiencing its turbulent and tragic history. P. S.: This is a mystery novel, without an omniscient perspective. The full picture and truth of the world are gradually revealed through the protagonist's actions. It emphasizes exploration and experience, and avoids clichés.

2 隐 Hidden Dead Ends 隐秘死角 Get Lost滚开Sci-Fi2.3M WordsCompleted New book: The Desperate Night: I Alone Am Immortal in a Strange World. Search for it if you're interested. Have you heard? If, late at night when all is quiet, you open a music player, put on your headphones, curl up under the covers with your head tucked in, and listen to the same song on repeat, then fall asleep after the forty-fourth play, you might wake up somewhere other than your own bed. You will have entered a strange space completely cut off from reality. That space... at first glance, 11Votes812kRecs2MFans

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My new book, "Desperate Night, A Mysterious World Where I Stand Alone," is available for download. Those interested can search for it and read it. Have you heard of it? If you turn on your music player, put on your headphones, curl up under the covers, and listen to the same song on repeat late at night, when all is quiet, this is a great way to pass the time. After repeating this forty-four times, fall asleep. If you're unlucky, when you open your eyes again, you will no longer be lying in your own bed, but will have entered a strange space completely isolated from reality. That space... On the surface, it looks like a place we see every day: our own bedroom, living room, underground garage, bathroom, basketball court, construction site, etc. But if you look closely, you'll find that it's different... Everything is different. This is the story of an ordinary person who, after gaining superpowers, gradually transforms and grows in another world, reaching the pinnacle of his abilities.

3 修 A Guide to Ascending Through Cultivation 修仙飞升指南 Endless and Unceasing无休又无止Xianxia1.9M WordsOngoing A barely adequate aptitude for cultivation, and a life with almost nothing to one's name. A single low-grade spirit stone, for a bottom-tier cultivator who could only watch others cultivate. A life's path laid bare, with cultivation cut off ahead! His life should have been as insignificant as a speck of dust and as fleeting as a blade of grass. But one act of kindness and two brushes with death gave him a slim chance to struggle on. Wind and sand, years flowing along the edge of a sword! When da 36Votes38kRecs59.5kFans

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A barely qualifying person to cultivate immortality, a state of near-utter destitution. A low-grade spirit stone, hanging there for low-level cultivators to observe. A path in life laid bare before you, a path to spiritual cultivation cut off at the very end! A life that should have been as insignificant as a speck of dust, and as fleeting as a blade of grass, was given the right to struggle because of a single act of kindness and two life-or-death crises. Wind and sand, the fleeting years on the tip of a sword! A storm brews, danger looms, and the sword is stained crimson with the sunset! Others' cultivation guides are something for ordinary people to look up to!

4 武 The Blue-Robed Wanderer of the Wuxia World 武侠江湖里的青衫客 Night Rain, Drifting Lanterns夜雨飘灯Infinite Myriad Worlds1.1M WordsOngoing Pour a pot of aged wine, gather two or three friends, say “jianghu,” and drink away every grudge! This book is not an original infinite-flow story. If that's not your thing, don't read it. 0Votes78.5kRecs329.5kFans

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Let's raise a pot of old wine, gather a few close friends, utter a word about "jianghu" (the martial arts world), and drink away all the grudges and grievances! This book is not an original infinite flow novel; please do not read if you dislike this genre.