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Jingxia Drummer
This is a world where studying music is a weapon. Zheng Tianyou traveled to the Jingxia Dynasty and still continued to do his old job, playing drums. . . .
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Ask Jin
Eternal night spreads from the end of the void. . . . Within the Immortal Dynasty, the major Immortal sects were fighting against each other for the position of Immortal Emperor. Conspiracies, betrayals, and fighting swept the world, and no one raised their head. The embers spread, and the catastrophe of the Burning Immortal Dynasty had begun. . . .
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An Assassin's Life in the Late Tang
Everyone knows a sleeve arrow can travel no more than ten paces. Only one nameless assassin ever broke that ironclad rule. An expert in modifying hidden weapons, calculating wind direction, and predicting angles, he used steady hands and an obsessive mastery of his craft to make specially designed sleeve arrows kill silently from a hundred paces away. No identity, no trace, just the deadliest hunter in the dark. A meticulously calculated, bone-chilling battle to the death between a master assass
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What's a Martial Emperor? I Want to Rule a Planet
Chen Haowen looks exactly like the Dragon King, so he is forcibly recruited as a decoy pawn in a plot to assassinate the Dragon Sovereign. Before the assassination plan can even begin, the Dragon Sovereign arrives without warning and demands that Chen Haowen undergo a forced blood exchange with him. As a Blueblood, Chen Haowen knows the deadly rule: his blood is incompatible with that of other races, so a blood exchange would kill them both. But he can cleanse himself and be reborn four hours la
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The Holy Lord Returns: From Deliveryman to Supreme Ruler of the Three Realms
His name is Qiangzi, a poor young delivery rider who once climbed twenty-eight floors through a torrential downpour to deliver an order. Security guards barked at him. Customers threw food in his face. His station manager cursed him out and told him to get lost. His drunken adoptive father smashed a bottle over his head, blood running down his forehead. For sixteen years, he endured a living hell, suffering scorn and hardship just to scrape together rent and money for the medicine of Grandma Zha
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