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The Li Clan's Torch Passed Down
Long, long ago, there was a small village where a child was born into the Li family. On the night the baby was due, the skies changed and the winds rose. The old clan chief set up an altar, lit three sticks of incense, and knelt to pray to Heaven: May I trade my own years of life for the safe delivery of my grandson. The child was born and named Li Changsheng. His grandfather passed away peacefully after the baby's first month. The villagers said the child had a hard fate and brought misfortune
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Pastoral Wonderland: Imperial Relics
Lin Qingshan, a boy from a mountain village, has been dependent on his father since childhood and leads an ordinary pastoral life. In an encounter under the moon, he saved the beautiful widow Liu Ruyan who was crying late at night. From then on the gears of fate began to turn. One stormy night, Lin Qingshan woke up in the middle of the night and discovered the entrance to an imperial mausoleum that had been sealed for thousands of years at the foot of Wolong Mountain outside the village. The f
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A Thousand Times
In the Ning family of Qingyun City, there was a notorious “useless good-for-nothing.” His name was Ning Fan. His talent was ordinary, his aptitude mediocre, and after seven years of cultivation he was still only at the mid-stage of the lowest realm, Qi Nurturing. His family mocked him, his peers looked down on him, and everyone believed he would never amount to anything. No one knew that he got up before dawn every day to practice the basic fist form a thousand times, day after day, without fail
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The Immortal's Path Through a Fleeting Life
In Lin'an during the Southern Song, Li Quan was a poor scholar who had lost both his parents. With no way to pursue the civil service exams, he buried his brush and ink before their graves and stepped into the vast, turbulent world. He worked as a hired hand for a landlord, opened a congee shop at the end of an alley, served as a county yamen runner, and finally shaved his head and became a monk at Lingyin Temple. After spending half his life struggling in the mortal world and tasting all its wa
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The Nine Extremes Meridian Treasury
Chen Jiu was an orphan abandoned beside a filthy ditch. Growing up, his master always warned him: Never let anyone see the birthmark beneath your collarbone. He never understood why, until the night his master was brutally killed. The mysterious organization Candle Dragon Society tracked him down, following the scent of his birthmark. Overnight, he went from an unknown feng shui apprentice to a target hunted by every faction. Cornered with nowhere to run, the Yellow Emperor's bloodline, dormant
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A Pact Sealed with My Life
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The First God of All Ages
In the desolate lands, young Chu Tianqiong of the Chu family was born with a useless body and suffered endless humiliation. His parents vanished mysteriously, leaving him just one keepsake: an inert gray stone bead. When he was sixteen, his family sent him to the deadly Black Iron Mine. At the brink of death, the stone bead entered his body, and meridians sealed for sixteen years opened overnight. He wasn't born with a useless body. He was the one and only Myriad Daos Origin Body in all eternity
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The World's Tempering Stone
Four thousand years of glorious prosperity had become a thing of the past. After a century of accumulated decay, the Great Yuan Kingdom finally faced a powerful enemy at its gates. Seven-year-old Li Quan watched ironclad warships reduce his hometown to scorched earth. His first teacher, protecting a book of military strategy, was struck down in a spray of blood. Amid blood and fire, “love of country” ceased to be an empty phrase. For ten years, he honed his skills, seeking out renowned teachers
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The Moon Shines on Chang'an
After that night, Chang'an became a city he could never return to. On the Mid-Autumn Festival of the third year of the Qian Ning era under the Tang, the residence of Shen, Vice Minister of Rites, was decked with lanterns and decorations, and guests crowded through its gates. Eleven-year-old Shen Zhao lay across an old locust tree, a sweet osmanthus cake in his mouth, watching the moon rise in the east like the bronze mirror in his mother's dressing case. He didn't know it would be the last time
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The Mortal Who Would Not Yield
When Chen Mo was twelve, he collapsed from hunger outside Yunlai Temple. An old monk brought him a bowl of thin porridge, and he survived. He had no talent: five spiritual roots, each as thin as a strand of silk. No connections, no resources. His only stroke of luck was a tattered page of golden silk wedged into a crack in a ruined temple wall. The “Returning to the Origin Method” written on it was hardly a cultivation technique at all, just a clumsy way to teach people to look within and sense
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Chaosbound Mortal Oath
Li Quan, a farm boy, was born on a stormy night. His grandfather offered up his life and swore a solemn vow: “May he live as an ordinary man, untouched by worldly troubles.” In exchange, Li Quan was granted twelve years of an unremarkable life. But no vow can hold back the wheel of fate forever. An accident awakens the dormant spiritual root within him, stirring wind and thunder and attracting fangs lurking in the shadows. To find a chance at survival, Li Quan takes up the mysterious token his g
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