Card player Cheng Feng was selected by the Duelist Academy on the Game King plane and became one of the freshmen.

On the day of enrollment, he accidentally discovered that he had a "Duel Link" system as a plug-in. This thing is good, but...why? It's the national costume!

Chen Ze traveled to a world of immortal cultivation where hiding one's cultivation is prevalent. It is normal to hide one's cultivation here. Only those who have seven or eight trump cards are considered strong. However, he has a super divine sense and has the ability to see through all the trump cards of others.

Whether it is a hidden magic weapon or a secret technique cultivated through hard work, all the trump cards are exposed in front of him.

"What? This person secretly cultivated the immortal magic skill, and there are three treasures hidden in the storage ring? Sorry! Goodbye!"

"Huh? You have only this little ability, and you dare to show off in front of me! Watch out!"

"Hey, there is another person who is secretly cheating and developing. This... this cheat seems to be destined for me."

...

Many years later, seeing the immortal demon who had been dormant for thousands of years took out the 48th trump card, Chen Ze calmly took out the 49th.

"Haha, sorry, I have already seen through your trump card. I am still slightly better."

In a modern, high-tech martial arts city, the wandering Taoist priest Chen Luo unexpectedly awakens a trifecta of abilities: attribute points, lifespan infusion, and mastery training. From then on, he defies the ironclad rule of "aptitude determines one's life." With his venomous tongue, he navigates the worlds of wealthy families and ancient martial arts sects, rapidly mastering lost martial arts and deducing cutting-edge techniques while exposing the exploitation of the lower classes by resource monopolists. From a "useless Taoist priest" expelled from the Taoist temple to a stirring reformist leader, Chen Luo ultimately leads humanity's warriors to overcome a crisis of existential crisis.

What was the purpose of cultivation? Was it to dominate the world? To fill a house with gold? To sleep in the lap of a beautiful woman? Sha Ling shook his head. He cultivated his mind, cultivated his freedom, so that he could control his own life, so that he could be as free and unrestrained as drifting clouds and cranes, so that he could constantly brush his mirror without getting dust on it... Let's see how an ordinary man stumbles upon an opportunity, groping his way onto the path of cultivation, and freely wandering through the world...

[No romantic pairing + Five summer buddies playing together + Friendship/Family/Oddities + Homework + Logical Flaws + Out-of-Character Warning]

As the niece of Moth Masakado, the sister of Panda, and the number one "spiritual sorcerer" in the world of sorcery, Moth Masakado originally only wanted to use her parents' inheritance to realize her "foodie dream of traveling the world" and then use her psychic skills to do some heartfelt aftercare for the deceased (after all, the dead don't talk much).

But when she gets caught up in the millennium-long game of Go, and discovers that the three "problem children"—Gojo Satoru, Natsuyu Suguru, and Ieiri Shoko—are heading towards a tragic ending, she suddenly realizes—that the "ordinary and healthy" wish in her parents' dying wish was actually "to do everything in one's power to protect the person who prevents you from being ordinary."

In the warning clip, on the day Gojo Satoru was cleaved in half at the waist by Sukuna, Akira hated for the first time that what she saw when she used her psychic powers was not a joke but despair; when Natsumi Yuuki's idealism stained the streets with blood, she remembered the candy he had given her, so sweet that she vowed "never to let this tenderness go bad"; and Ieiri Shoko's profile in the medical room, smoky and grimy, was like a thorn stuck in her heart.

"So-called escapism is nothing more than the fear that the people you care about will become your weakness."

So she donned the "Twelve Gods Nuo Mask," using divine power to tear apart the script of fate.

It's not about saving the world, but about seeing Gojo Satoru laugh arrogantly one more time, hearing Natsume Yuuki say "See you tomorrow" one more time, and helping Shoko get rid of those damn dark circles under her eyes.

This novel, adapted from the Zhiguang fan comic, features not only the Mikoli Cup, but also the grand celebrations of the Quartz Conference, the Youth Cup, and other follow-up events. Discover more Easter eggs and more details.

[Rebirth + Satisfying Read + Scumbag Revenge + Intelligent Female Lead + Domestic Strife + Outwitting the Evil Mother-in-Law + Step-by-Step Crackdown on the Hypocritical Sister-in-Law] Yi Zhiyu was born into a wealthy family. Lively and carefree, she should have lived a carefree life, but instead, she was forced into a high-status marriage into a noble household. Forced to suppress her true nature and conform to the rules, she faced constant scorn from her mother-in-law and difficulties from her sister-in-law. She intended to endure her fate, but her marriage was destined to be filled with misery. Her husband died young, leaving her a widow with a son and a daughter. Her biological son, addicted to gambling, was kidnapped and died tragically at a young age. Her adopted son, intelligent and precocious, drowned in a pond before even reaching ten years old. Losing her husband and son in succession, Yi Zhiyu was devastated. She considered suicide, but couldn't bear to leave her young daughter behind. After recovering her strength, she painstakingly raised her youngest daughter, giving her all her wealth as a dowry when she married. However, on the third day after her daughter's return to her parents' home, she was poisoned by her youngest daughter and died a tragic death in the backyard. Only before her death did Yi Zhiyu learn that everything had been a conspiracy—the daughter she had carefully raised was not her own! She was her sister-in-law's biological daughter! She had thought her kindest sister-in-law was a good person, but she never imagined she was the most vicious one in the Marquis's household. It was she who switched her daughters! It was she who killed her son! It was she who tortured her own daughter to death! The agony of the poison tearing through her intestines made Yi Zhiyu's eyes bloodshot! She had lived her short life like a fool! She was filled with hatred! When she opened her eyes again, Yi Zhiyu found herself back on the day she gave birth to her daughter…

A humble scholar, with bones as thin as feathers, treads the foul wind; his blood, congealed into cinnabar, scorns the Daoist master.

Claws shatter cities and devour the sun and moon; a demonic heart refines the world and scorns the heavens.

The cauldron melts all laws to open a new realm; the sword shatters a thousand sects to reach the summit.

Do not concern yourself with the affairs of good and evil throughout the ages; only a single thought can govern the primordial chaos.

On a street in Tokyo, three or five people were lying on the ground, covered in blood and wounds. Two people stood among them, standing out from the crowd.

A man covered in scars was lying on the ground. He threw the dagger in his hand to the blond man in a black cloak standing beside him and said with lifeless eyes.

"Come on, Manjiro, kill me!"

The standing man's eyes narrowed and he spoke.

"I won't kill anyone, today..."

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the man on the ground.

"If you kill me today, everything will be resolved. You don't seem to be an adult yet, so you'll only spend a few years in jail. But if you don't kill me... over there, do you see that gasoline barrel? I brought it today to dispose of the body. If you don't kill me now, that barrel of gasoline will be poured at your doorstep tonight... Or maybe even in your house, on you, your father, your mother... Hahahahahahaha..."

As the injured man on the ground spoke, his expression became more ferocious and his voice became more perverted.

The man standing aside looked increasingly unhappy. He turned to look at the other men lying on the ground, their limbs crippled and completely unable to move. He didn't understand how these people had gotten into trouble with this man, who also seemed to have some mental issues...

While the man named Wanjiro was hesitating, another man beside him stepped forward, picked up the dagger, and looked down at the man on the ground with an increasingly fierce look in his eyes. Just as he made up his mind and slowly raised his hand.

A loud roar came from the intersection.

"Stop! Don't move! I'm Officer Murashita of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. Drop your weapon immediately! Hold your head and squat!"

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