Completed [Pure ancient romance with forced marriage + male lead has no morals but possesses male virtues + wife-chasing trope + heavy-handed, bittersweet romance]
(Controlling! Jealousy drives them crazy! Both are virgins! A seemingly innocent but actually cunning and possessive powerful minister vs. a resilient and scheming delicate flower)
Jiang Yu married the Grand Secretary, a man of gentle and refined character.
He washed his hands and cooked for her, and styled her hair in front of the mirror; because she was frail, he never parted with a string of white jade bodhi beads from then on.
People say he is a holy Buddhist disciple who has fallen into the mortal world.
Until Jiang Yu caught sight of him in the Buddhist hall, where he wrapped a jade bodhi around someone's neck and indifferently strangled that person to death...
Jiang Yu then realized that his feigned gentleness was nothing more than a golden cage he had woven to trap her.
One day, while they were intimately close, Jiang Yu plunged a dagger into his heart and then ran away.
Pushing open the gate of the mansion a thousand miles away, she found her husband, who should have been dead, smiling coldly. He wrapped the blood-stained white jade bodhi around her wrist, kissing it reverently, "Yu'er, running away will be punished..."
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Pei Xiao is a maggot huddled in a dark corner; marriage and human lives are nothing more than bargaining chips in his struggle for power and profit.
But in the tender moments of each night, he gradually succumbed to the repeated calls of "husband".
Later, all he wanted was her...
He knew it was morally wrong, and he knew she was destroying him, yet he still only wanted her!
Transmigrated into the lowest-ranking nurseryman on the Beast Planet, Tu Nan was locked in an iron cage, numbered, valued, and sold off cheaply, destined to give birth to one child after another until her life was exhausted.
Everyone says that with her constitution, she won't survive three pregnancies and will be beyond repair, not even qualified to be a reproductive tool.
In the midst of crisis, the system awakens.
She threw herself into the arms of the disfigured, strong male beast, begging him to buy her through tears.
She succeeded, and from then on... she kept choosing the strongest offspring to produce the most ruthless children, thus completing her genetic makeup.
Her first child awakened a white tiger, her second a phoenix rose from the ashes, and her third a top-tier royal bloodline reverted to its ancestral form. Each of her children was extraordinary, and they all recognized their mother but not their father.
A nobleman wants to claim kinship? Cut it off. A general wants to abduct someone? Kill him.
The emperor begged her to have another child, but she turned to her children and asked, "Do you want a younger brother or sister? Is there enough room in this world?"
[Relaxing] [Daily Life] [Management Bureau]
The sun burns in the deep sea, and roots spread across the sky.
Gears sprouted from people's bodies, and the upside-down city fell like a meteorite.
Fang Jiu once thought that these things, which only existed in his imagination, had nothing to do with him, an ordinary citizen, until the night his head was chopped off...
"The rating just came out; it will rise later."
Quick transmigration + scumbag abuse + abstract + torture to death
The system remains constant, but the male leads come and go.
The strictest father in the pseudo-human gender-swapped form.
What? Reborn and still a loser? Then don't bother being reborn.
What? Your wife killed your mother for your "white moonlight" (a term used to describe someone who is unattainable love), and you're going to leave in despair? Then you might as well die with her...
Note: The chapter titles only correspond to the formulaic structure of pseudo-human short stories and do not represent the actual content.
The main character in each world is randomized, and the host can be selected according to the reader's request.
[Dark] [Lone wolf cultivation] [No female lead] [Refreshing read] [Ruthless] [Cold-blooded] [Cruel]
The world is as beautiful as it is ugly.
The Star Realm is teeming with monsters, a brutal reality where the strong prey on the weak. One moment you're riding high, the next you're nothing but bones.
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[Eternal Life + Sect Building + Behind-the-Scenes Planning + No Female Lead]
Other sects rely on geniuses, my sect relies on "collecting corpses".
The protagonist, Mo Yuan, is bound to an immortality system at the start, becoming the most unlucky corpse collector in the cultivation world. However, he discovers that burying powerful individuals not only allows him to acquire their life's work but also transforms it into the foundation of his sect.
Therefore, on the surface, he ran a funeral business and lived a life of peace; in secret, he buried the Demon Lord, reaped the Immortal Emperor, and transformed the Daoist essence of ancient powerhouses into a secret realm for his disciples' trials.
He secretly invested in the Chosen Ones, manipulated dynastic changes, and transformed the Hall of Rebirth into a transcendent force that transcends eras.
When the war between immortals and demons broke out, and the Heavenly Dao cleansed all forces, all forces fell into despair. Mo Yuan stepped out from behind the scenes, with the tombstones of countless giants of the era behind him.
"I have no intention of dominating, only of overseeing the deceased."
"But if Heaven is unjust, I don't mind... changing the world for the sake of all living beings!"
Single sequence + infinite weirdness + sequence potion + post-apocalyptic highway survival + stockpiling supplies + decisive killing + high intelligence
"This station reports: The current time is 10:10 AM on October 10, 2035. Please remember this moment of perseverance in the darkness—"
As of now, all thirty-one major cities of the Great Xia Dynasty, including Shanghai, Yancheng, Chongqing, and Shanghai City, have been confirmed to have been mysteriously occupied.
"Human civilization is facing the most brutal test of survival since its inception."
"Please remember: This is not the end, but a protracted battle for the survival of humanity."
"A message to all fellow survivors: Please strictly adhere to these three ironclad rules of survival: Do not look directly at the blood-red sun; do not respond to anything eerie; do not attempt to salvage the situation."
"Live on, for those who are dead."
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Humanity squeezed its own value to the limit by renting out the psionic-covered sun and selling planets, and only then, under the protection of the overlord civilization, was spared from the invasion of space pirates, raiders, and slave-trapping teams, gaining a brief respite.
Su Shijie, who came from another universe and obtained the essence of an evil god, descended into such an era.
While others were gloating over their bloodline transformation, Su Shijie discovered that his bloodline could transform infinitely.
While others were overjoyed and weeping with happiness at acquiring their first bloodline trait, Su Shijie had already quietly enhanced his Nth trait to its limit.
My completed novel, "Infinite Prophet," with 8 million words and 27,000 high-level subscriptions, is full of integrity and you can read it with confidence.
Post-Apocalyptic Survival Notes, Page 1: Abandon morality and fantasy. Magical Girl Rule 1: Believe in bonds and hope. A crimson storm, devouring reason, tears through the sky; terrifying monsters, gnawing at everything, swarm the earth. Civilization crumbles in an instant; humanity loses its tomorrow. And you, little savior, your magical girl contract only extends to adulthood, yet you are already 17 years and 363 days old. If that single glimmer of light—is an opportunity for you, a wage slave, to also dabble in magic—then—let the torrent of elements burn away the twisted flesh, let the magnificent chapters of magic shatter the delirium of madness. Let solid barriers withstand the relentless onslaught, let boundless courage rebuild the embers of order. Let kindness be met with kindness, evil with evil, and let those who should not exist in this world be banished back to the endless abyss. This is the story of a hero...
My new book, "I Guarded Impel Down for One Hundred Years in One Piece," has been released.
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Synopsis: Mingchao, who travels to the Kusagakure village in the Naruto world with the help of a mobile game duel arena, never expected that his first mission would be to become Karin's tutor and brainwash her.
Mingchao: "Karin, listen, Kusagakure is great, really great..."
after a while.
Karin: "Brother Mingchao, didn't you say Kusagakure was nice?"
Mingchao: "Yeah, kill them all, and I'll be the Grass Shadow. The Grass Village is me, and the Grass Village is me. Isn't that... good enough?"
Karin: ?
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