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- I Do My Homework at the Funeral Home 我在殡仪馆写作业 When I was eight, my mom said I was sick, and my dad dumped me on my uncle, who stood night watch at a funeral home. My classmates avoided me, my teacher said I wasn't normal, and even the neighbors said I brought bad luck. I didn't care. After all, every night, Grandpa Li in the morgue helped me with my homework, the girl in the bathroom stall told me who was crying, and the auntie in the red dress at the corner said someone had cut out her heart and begged me to find it for her. I'm not good 6kClicks1Favorites0Recs
- The Haunted Burial at Huangdu 荒渡诡殡 But I never expected that what lay buried beneath Huangdu wasn't just a corpse. Sunken coffins formed an array in the riverbed, and the walls of the underground palace were covered with the names of generations of the Shen family. One by one, they went down, and none ever came back up. Grandma said the Shen family had guarded this place for a thousand years. They were guarding a tomb, a rift between yin and yang. Once the rift opened, the living could go down but not come back up, while the dead 5.1kClicks0Favorites0Recs
- The Seven Essentials of Daily Life 开门七件事 The Dragon Kingdom was wiped out in three consecutive battles of national destiny. Its culture was severed, its ancient books burned, and the yellow sands swallowed three hundred miles of fertile land. With only eleven points of national destiny remaining, the Western nations were already drafting an agreement to divide up the Dragon Kingdom's territory. Lin Chen, the chosen warrior for the fourth battle, entered with nothing but a military entrenching tool, a canteen of water, and a scrap of pa 4.9kClicks1Favorites0Recs
- One Punch, Ten Thousandfold Power 一拳万倍 Everyone says I'm the hopeless good-for-nothing of Cangxuan City. My ribs were broken when I was eight, and I endured endless scorn. No one knows that hidden in my chest is a law that multiplies every strike by ten thousand. Cultivating or throwing a punch can trigger a ten-thousandfold boost. After ten years of endurance, I'll sweep away everyone who looked down on me. But once my revenge is over, an even greater conspiracy emerges: countless powerful figures are all someone else's pawns. Benea 4.8kClicks1Favorites0Recs
- Every Ancient Poem Is a Restless Spirit 每首古诗，都是一个亡魂 Three years after her grandmother's death, Lin Xinyi opens the old camphorwood chest she left behind. Inside is only a yellowed handwritten poetry collection. She casually flips to the first page and reads Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thought". The temperature in the room plummets, the sound of the rainstorm vanishes into thin air, and a man's sigh rises from beneath the ground. Most terrifying of all, she has no shadow. She's just an ordinary college senior, afraid of the dark, ghosts, and walking alo 4.8kClicks0Favorites0Recs
- Heaven's Dao IOU 天道借据 In the immortal path, all seek eternal life. Only Zhou Du cultivates debt. One scroll, the Heavenly Dao Promissory Note, tears open the coldest rule in the world of cultivation. Cultivation borrowed in advance, lifespan cashed in. Every glorious step up the immortal path is paid for by tearing a piece of his own humanity away. No sound, no color, no taste, no pain, no sense of time, no memories... Nine loans, nine sacrifices, nine brushes with the scattering of his soul. He keeps the books i 2.7kClicks2Favorites0Recs
- Those Years I Did Homework at the Funeral Home 我在殡仪馆写作业的那些年 I grew up in a funeral home, so I was used to seeing people part from their loved ones for good. To earn money for tuition, I took a part-time job helping a girl who was buried with the dead do her homework. But then a line of blood-red writing appeared on the page out of nowhere: "You shouldn't have come. She... is watching you." Then the underworld's soul reapers hauled me into service, saying that from now on, my job was to maintain order between the worlds of the living and the dead. I thoug 978Clicks0Favorites0Recs
- The Eternal Fierce Beast Emperor 万古凶兽帝 Born with severed meridians, abandoned by his clan! Yang Chong was forsaken by his family as a child. His cultivation was crippled, he endured endless scorn, and he became the biggest laughingstock on the Tianyuan Continent. What no one knew was that his body sealed an ancient taboo: the supreme bloodlines of the Four Great Primordial Ferocious Beasts! Taotie devours the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, blood essence, and every kind of magic. Hundun is immune to all arts, unaffected by any 907Clicks1Favorites0Recs
- The Pill Emperor Is Reborn to Refine the Divine Treasure 丹帝重生炼神藏 In my previous life, I was the Pill Emperor, but my closest friend ripped out my bones and marrow. My remnant soul found refuge in a black stone and was reborn. In this life, I was a good-for-nothing, with my cousin crushing my hand and pinning me into the mud. "A crippled meridian? You're worth less than a dog!" But they don't know... When he opens the first divine treasure within his body, a phantom of immense power descends from the heavens, shaking the earth! When he meets divine weapons he 808Clicks1Favorites0Recs
- Ghost Gate of the Seventh Month 七月半鬼门归墟 Twenty years ago, a village deep in the mountains was sealed off. More than a hundred people died in a single night. The official records blamed a flash flood. Lin Yan was the only survivor of that disaster. His life is a debt pledged to the Ghost Gate. Every Ghost Festival, the wronged spirits of those killed that year follow his scent back to collect what they are owed. Ghosts were never the true perpetrators. The real executioners were the evil intentions of the living, hidden in the human w 262Clicks0Favorites0Recs
