In this lifetime, I have lived with a clear conscience befor...

Shen Qingli, a cunning spirit who had lived for three thousa...

He was once the king who commanded respect across the world,...

The Lord of the Pantheon, having valiantly defended the fron...

There is a saying about tattoos: think carefully before you ...

Jiang Xiuyuan, once a guard to the First Emperor of Qin, acc...

A year in the heavens is but a day on earth. While thousands...

Genius. Sole heroine. Ensemble cast. The path to immortality...

Apocalypse + Rebirth + Stockpiling Supplies + Evolving Zombi...

My family runs a coffin shop. For several days in a row, a s...

Qiao Jia was murdered—truly, utterly dead. But there was goo...

Xu You opened his eyes from unconsciousness, glimpsing a thi...

In this lifetime, I have lived with a clear conscience before the heavens above and without shame before the earth below, yet I owe you far too much. Allow me to spend the rest of my days making amends for all of this.

Shen Qingli, a cunning spirit who had lived for three thousand years, was struck down by an immortal lord one day. But instead of dying completely, she awoke as the eldest daughter of the Shen family in the mortal realm, and conveniently bound herself to a Life Winner System. Yet Shen Qingli had little interest in this new life; all she wanted was to complete the system’s tasks and return to the demon world as soon as possible. She never expected to stumble over the very target she was supposed to win over. She had been the one to reel him in first—so why was it now all going awry? “You… be gentle…” On their wedding night, Shen Qingli’s face was flushed scarlet, her heart pounding wildly. Xie Jinchuan gazed at her, his eyes burning with deep emotion and unrestrained desire. His voice was hoarse with longing. “Qingli, I have waited over three thousand years for this day.” Shen Qingli blinked in confusion. “???” Something about this scene felt very, very wrong!

He was once the king who commanded respect across the world, but now he is nothing more than a scorned and despised son-in-law, regarded as a worthless failure.

The Lord of the Pantheon, having valiantly defended the frontier and rendered great service, returned to find his wife disgraced and driven to her death, his daughter clinging to life by a thread. The God of Slaughter has returned—Jiangzhou will be drenched in blood!

There is a saying about tattoos: think carefully before you get one; it is easy to ink but hard to remove, so consider it thoroughly. If you could tattoo a wandering spirit upon your skin to bring yourself boundless wealth, would you do it? If you could tattoo a vengeful ghost to rise swiftly through the ranks, would you agree? And if you could tattoo a malevolent entity to make the one you love fall hopelessly for you, what choice would you make then? Zhang Xu, an ordinary young man living in the city, dropped out of school after graduating from high school and inherited a family craft known as the Yin-Yang Embroidery. Little did he know, taking up this ancient art would turn his life completely upside down.

Jiang Xiuyuan, once a guard to the First Emperor of Qin, accompanied his daughter Jiang Yiyi—one of the three thousand chosen children—on a journey with Xu Fu in search of the secret to immortality for the emperor. Who could have foreseen that a calamity at sea would sweep them both onto the fabled isle of Penglai? There, father and daughter received a mysterious inheritance. When they finally emerged, they found themselves in the modern world of China, more than two thousand years into the future. Now, this valiant warrior of the Great Qin, armed with extraordinary abilities, begins his quest for eternal life anew, guiding his daughter—who still appears to be a nine-year-old girl—through the bustling metropolis of towering skyscrapers and dazzling lights.

A year in the heavens is but a day on earth. While thousands of suns and moons have passed in the mortal realm, a millennium of wind and frost has swept across the heavens. All know the allure of immortality, but in the heavens, only Xu Yuan walks alone. Those below yearn to ascend; those above long to return. The joys and sorrows of mortals do not intersect. Thus, emperors knit their brows in contemplation, dragon maidens shed silent tears, venerable monks seek enlightenment, and scholars pore over ancient scriptures. Is there truly a path to transcendence in this world? It is a question for the heavens—and for the heart.

Genius. Sole heroine. Ensemble cast. The path to immortality is marked by solitude, by loneliness, and by a chilling loftiness that few can endure. Reborn into a foreign world fraught with peril at every turn, he is fortunate to obtain a mysterious scroll of Daoist scripture. Upon breaking through the early stage of Qi Refining, he acquires the Scripture of Profound Yin and Yang, enabling him to cultivate both solar essence and lunar radiance, harmonizing yin and yang. Reaching the middle stage, he gains the Art of Concealed Breath, which hides his presence and veils his fate from the heavens. Advancing to the late stage, he attains the Method of Commanding Water and Fire, making the elements of water and fire serve his will. Achieving perfection in Qi Refining, he is bestowed with the Eye of Breaking Delusion, granting him the ability to see through confusion and trace things to their origin. Upon entering the Foundation Establishment stage, he obtains the Five Beasts Body Tempering Technique… Thus he cultivates heart methods, refines divine abilities, and comprehends the Great Dao, setting foot upon the road to immortality. When he ascends to the pinnacle and looks back, all that has passed has already faded away like smoke.

My family runs a coffin shop. For several days in a row, a strange woman has been coming by, asking if we have seven bright red coffins, all unfinished and without lacquer. As for what happened next… I possess a book titled "The River of Souls," which records the hidden taboos of this world, unknown to ordinary people! If you wish to discuss this story, you can reach me at: QQ: 913149247 WeChat ID: zybsz666 WeChat public account: zybsz888 Or simply search for “The Scholar Who Can’t Read” on WeChat. Friends who enjoy this novel are welcome to connect and share their thoughts!

Qiao Jia was murdered—truly, utterly dead. But there was good news: she had bound herself to a mystery box system to compete in a resurrection tournament. The bad news? She had lost all memories from before her death and had no idea who her killer was. Armed with her novice mystery box system, Qiao Jia entered the Ultimate Doomsday Town Tournament, selling and opening mystery boxes: food, water, weapons, supernatural powers, cultivation, and even tailor-made Doomsday Town mystery boxes for the strongest settlement in the apocalypse. Qiao Jia chose to save up points to unlock the property mogul boxes, specializing in building-type prizes. The delight of opening mystery boxes lay in the thrill of the unknown. Whether it was a disposable extra, a venomous antagonist, the true or false heiress of the world’s protagonist, the white moonlight’s substitute, the domineering warlord— even the zombie king who, like Qiao Jia, started out as a corpse, and the invading monsters, all had to obediently pay her rent. From log cabins and studio apartments to luxurious penthouses, standalone villas, private manors, and mysterious castles, anything could be found inside her boxes. Thanks to Qiao Jia’s relentless efforts, her collection of mystery boxes grew constantly, the number she opened multiplied, and those she sold became countless. The greatest Doomsday Town began with the easygoing life of a landlord, winning without even trying.

Xu You opened his eyes from unconsciousness, glimpsing a thin trail of blood seeping across his chest and abdomen. He gazed around in confusion, only to witness an era forever stained by blood. Witness how the cunning leader who once dominated the financial world in his previous life now rises amid chaos in Jiangzuo, ascends to lofty heights, schemes within the halls of power, determines the fate of the realm, unifies the North and South, and ushers in a golden age. This is a tale of sun and moon, yin and yang, sovereign and subject, North and South, Buddhism and Daoism, nobility and commoners. With cool deliberation, it examines history; with trembling awe, it critiques the players. It is lighthearted and intriguing—a captivating journey through the tides of time.

This is the tale of a peerless beauty confronting a rebellious prince of the royal family. Her sister-in-law once told her, “Whoever makes the first move loses.” She was the one to open the game, yet she could not afford to lose. Xu Guiyi, renowned as the greatest beauty of Jiangdong, unexpectedly caught the eye of the Empress and was commanded to marry into the Eastern Palace. However, on the eve of her grand wedding, she discovered that the Crown Prince... harbored... an unusual preference for men? Her sister-in-law asked, “Will you still marry him?” Xu Guiyi was perplexed, yet deeply shocked, and replied, “Yes!” If she did not marry, how could the game begin? After becoming the Crown Princess, everyone advised her to be cautious of the prince’s childhood companion, the favored consort who grew up alongside him in the Eastern Palace. Yet as Xu Guiyi observed, the prince’s childhood companion was also her own. But in the end, she realized she was mistaken; those who needed to be guarded against must still be guarded. [To be continued]