Su He traveled back to the 1990s, only to find out that his parents were both high-ranking officials in the Dragon Kingdom.

When he accidentally learned that his father had an undercover mission, he took the initiative to apply to be undercover.

After arriving in Hong Kong Island, he stepped on He Liansheng and punched Hongxing.

After being loved by the rich girl, he encountered opposition and difficulties from the rich man, who even wanted to find someone to teach Su He a lesson.

Who knew that the person he was looking for was actually Su He's father.

Su He put aside his past grudges and rescued the kidnapped wealthy businessman from Zhang Shihao, and finally got the support of the wealthy businessman.

From then on, the business was unstoppable.

It was one thing to have my hands and feet securely tied, but why was my mouth also sealed? I should at least have been able to make a noise! Why was I confined in a mental asylum? Why did it seem like everyone was afraid of me? Why... do I feel like laughing?----------------

This is a story where Sherlock Holmes and the Joker wreak havoc on the SCP Foundation. I hope everyone will enjoy it!

"I want you… to help me kill all the immortals of this world!"

In his youth, Gu Wutian unexpectedly inherited the legacy of the Sword Demon. The more lives he took, the stronger he grew. With every drop of blood spilled, he condensed Demonic Qi into his heart. But the cost—he must one day return to the Immortal Realm and enact the Sword Demon’s vengeance!

To the Gu Clan, Gu Wutian was a failure—neither learned nor martial, a useless disgrace. Yet when he uncovered the truth behind his mother’s death, he shed the mask of weakness and revealed a terrifying power hidden deep within. His cultivation had already reached an unfathomable realm—with one sword, he could become a demon and slay gods!

"With a single sword, ten thousand immortals tremble—

I roam freely through Heaven and Earth.

My sword proves the Demonic Dao,

And blood-forged steel becomes my blade!"

I will shatter the shackles of this world. I will make the gods and Buddhas above bow their heads in submission!

Tear apart their masks of false virtue!

My fate is mine alone—not the will of the immortals!

Chu Hao has traveled to a different world where everyone has the opportunity to become a god.

And everyone here can design their own exclusive world of God's Domain! Beautiful and delicate fairy world? The majestic dragon's nest plane?

The ancestral witch world in the beginning of chaos?

These are too weak, my design is an endless abyss!

Here is the endless, suffocating horror land!

Here is a place where the environment is extremely harsh and life is extremely dangerous!

This is a place where there is no morality and never stops killing!

This is the home of the abyss demons and the final destination of the chaotic evil spirits

The Gamble between the Dark Lord and the White Wizard

The future of the wizarding world is at stake

But the teenager in the gambling game said

What Grindelwald? What Dumbledore? What is the cause of wizarding and Muggle society?

Don't interfere with my relationship!

Who is this noseless guy who always causes trouble at school and disturbs my relationship?

Voldemort?

Die for me!

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But gradually, the boy discovered that something was wrong with this world.

Who is this guy with an eyepatch and a demon by his side who kills people wherever he goes?

Who is this vampire sister in black tights who can shoot a gun?

Who is this strong man who jumps out and yells “Ola Ola” with an invincible look on his face???

Where is the magical world?

Hogwarts is just a corner of the world after all, and Voldemort is just a village-level terrorist.

A wider world awaits young people

Nine changes of the universe, the last two years of the last days of the previous life, Ye Yan survived, was tortured to death, his parents were fed to zombies, and suffered humiliation. After rebirth, can he reverse the wheel of fate?

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Gao Yang is an orphan who traveled to a "parallel world" at the age of six and has lived in a warm family of five ever since.

At the age of 18, Gao Yang accidentally discovered the truth of the world: this is not a parallel world at all, but a mysterious realm, and all the relatives and friends around him are terrible "beasts"! Gao Yang, who discovered the truth, was almost killed, and at the critical moment, he obtained the system [Luck] - the longer you live, the stronger you will be!

A game of fighting between lambs and wolves begins...

Ye Shaoyang, the Maoshan ghost hunter, ventured into the city bravely, fighting people, ghosts, and charming demons and beautiful foxes.

Xiangxi Corpse King, Immortal Evil God, Disc Immortal and Fierce Spirit, Ghost Bandits from all directions.

A female celebrity who raises little ghosts, a blood-sucking royal princess, and a female president haunted by fox demons.

Maoshan magic, all the way!

The Reticent Blade is, first and foremost, a wuxia novel, meaning that the world and its character’s powers and abilities are more grounded. Instead of cultivators who can soar through the heavens and shatter planets, you will find martial artists who can still perform superhuman feats but not so fantastical as to tear through space or achieve immortality.

The world of The Reticent Blade is one of medieval China, loosely based upon the time period of the Ming Dynasty. It is a time of chaos and strife, where war and death are rampant. We follow the intertwining story of several protagonists and antagonists as they navigate the chaotic times, unraveling the threads that connect the past, the present, and the future of the world.

The Reticent Blade is a story of heroism, love, revenge, and cruelty.

The Reticent Blade is a story of both the righteousness and vileness of the Jianghu.

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Official Blurb:

Someone once asked me, "What is the jianghu?"

I thought for a moment, and what came to mind was…

A jug of unrefined wine on a weathered table,

A lone silhouette fading into the distance under the setting sun,

A nameless grave bathed in moonlight,

The smoldering incense in my grasp, its final wisps dissipating.

They then asked me, "Where is the jianghu?"

I smiled faintly and lifted my gaze beyond the window. Out there, beneath the vast heavens, countless jianghus lay.

A single soul carries his own story.

When two paths cross, a jianghu is born.