In the fifth year of the Tianyou era of the Han Dynasty, a renowned surgeon unexpectedly transmigrated into the body of Jia Yun, a nobody in the Dream of the Red Chamber. Originally, Jia Yun only wanted to be a wealthy man through his own abilities. Given the chance, he also hoped to flirt with Qingwen and Ping'er, and perhaps even encounter Daiyu and Baochai. But this wasn't the prosperous and romantic Grand View Garden of the Han Dynasty; instead, the world was in turmoil! The Jurchens in Liaodong were eyeing the land covetously, bandits in the northwest were rising up in the chaos, and the White Lotus sect in the southeast was spreading deceitful rumors—the Han empire was already teetering on the brink of collapse. Having been reborn, Jia Yun knew the principle that no egg remains intact when the nest is overturned. But with neither a system nor a powerful backer, only his knowledge and experience, hundreds of years ahead of his time, he had no choice but to pick up his pen and, in a desperate gamble, carve out a bloody path through the imperial examinations! From a child scholar to a licentiate, from a provincial graduate to a tribute student, from a metropolitan graduate to a metropolitan graduate… Jia Yun raced through the ranks, from the periphery of the Grand View Garden straight to the heart of the empire's power. Destroy the Jurchens…

His novel, her fate. Repeatedly, endlessly. Li Xianyu runs in the maze of time, just to find the only answer to save her before the end. But what about those people? ! "Are you from 2020?" "She is mine! Stay away from her!" - A guy without eyebrows. "Are you from 2025?" "Yeah, listen to me this time!" - A divorced wife who just walked out of the grave of marriage. "Why is there an old aunt from 2030?" "Xianyuxi, auntie can lead you to success~" - A forever solo female lead. There are many female protagonists in Korean entertainment, please do not enter if you don't like it.

Seeing the true nature of reality, all phenomena are empty; in an instant, one realizes that all phenomena are the same. Once the glory cannot be hidden, it is revealed face to face.

The decision states that some people are unwilling to truly believe in the Buddha's teachings, so we must directly address the root cause and gradually teach people by picking leaves and searching for branches.

Birth and death have occurred countless times, and this has been true since time immemorial. There are countless forms of gods and demons, but nothing can truly restore one's original nature.

I study the exoteric teachings and practice the esoteric teachings; though our expedient methods differ, we ultimately return to the same origin. Since traversing the path to Nirvana, I have come to understand that birth and death are inherently empty.

Whether walking or sitting, all is emptiness; whether speaking or remaining silent, moving or still, all is emptiness. Even if a sharp blade is at your head, it is as if a sharp sword is cutting through the spring breeze.

Suddenly I realized the wondrous source of mind; the shell of ignorance cracked open, and all was the same. In dreams, the six realms were clearly present, but upon awakening, all was empty, devoid of saints or mortals.

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[A work signed by the First Editorial Team of Qidian]

I have half a scroll of a book, which I call "transformation" in my carefree spirit.

We wave to ask the immortals and Buddhas to retreat, and send this to the gods to hear.

The ink's fragrance is heard in songs, its essence transmitted through the mysterious and profound. ...

Breaking news from the cultivation world: The arrogant and domineering little overlord of Kongtong Mountain, who has been riding high for over a decade, has finally met his match!

With a loud bang, Kong Huayan transformed into a pitiful girl on Fenglai Star, who had lost both parents, failed her exams, and was even being pressured to break up with her boyfriend by his mother throwing money at her.

The little tyrant, who loves to eat everything but hates to suffer losses, has a smile on his face and rolls up his sleeves.

"Let's fight!"

As a result, she accidentally went too far in the battle and became the new dream lover of the young men and women of the empire.

Countless men are deep in despair, thinking, "Goddess, why flirt with me if you're not going to marry me?!"

[Jujutsu Kaisen + Original Heroine + Native American + Satoru Gojo (Same Hours)]

[Modified from the original outline + includes original elements + happy ending + author is a novice + apologies for OOC (out-of-character) moments]

[This story is geared towards a female protagonist! It contains a lot of personal bias! However, there is no romance in the main story! Please avoid if you mind this.]

Misaki Takeuchi once stood alongside Satoru Gojo, Suguru Natsuyu, and Shoko Ieiri in the dawn of the jutsu world, forming the best quartet at the high school.

But the wish to "be with everyone forever" was swallowed up by the bitter summer. Xia Youjie, whom she tried her best to keep but could not, became a brand that would forever burn in her heart.

To save the remaining people, she seized power and staged a coup, using her knowledge of souls to block the real people, even sacrificing herself to fulfill everyone's wish—to rescue Hui...

She would never let Gojo Satoru face everything alone like Natsumi Yuuki, and she would make sure everyone survived, no matter the cost.

CP: Otoko x Rika, Maki x Mai, Kikkaru x Miwa Kasumi, Shinji x Kirara Hoshi (There are no other couples besides the above in the main story, please don't ship them randomly) (Of course, if you want to ship Misaki and Gojo, hehe) (The side story will have a love story between Misaki and Gojo Satoru) (I'm writing fanfiction, it's normal to have personal feelings, right? If you can't handle it, please avoid it yourself, please go ahead and criticize me)

Other: I simply couldn't stand the original work. Seeing the new one really spurred me on. I'm going to write a happy ending in my own way. This is my first time writing, so I'm very sorry if you think it's not good.

Lu Mingfei is Wangdao’s hidden beauty

Lu Mingfei is a literary girl in high school

Lu Mingfei is a girl with glasses

When a child becomes Cinderella and resumes his life of slaying dragons, every choice he makes is like the butterfly flapping its wings in Brazil, which can lead to a tornado in Texas a month later!

Roommates: zero

Best friend: Xia Mi

Friend: Eriyi

The eldest sister: Nono

Long-legged sister: Mai Shutoku

Sitting in the True Spirit Tower, he saves the world—the Tianfu Continent shattered, and the three souls of the Immortal Palace Prince were scattered across time and space. His Earth Soul and Life Soul merged and he arrived in a strange world, beginning his path of cultivation. He uncovered the truth behind the destruction of Tianfu and embarked on a journey of revenge and salvation. Along the way, he met all kinds of people, including a young man from a family envied by heaven for his talent, a young Taoist priest fighting a major sect to save mortals, as well as spirits, demons, and mortals...

[This is a JOJO fan]

I, Li Qing, have a system.

"What is the system?"

"This is obviously a substitute attack!"

PS: The introduction is weak, readers come in and take a look ~

Believe me, it can be very interesting to read even if you have never come across the original work.

The life of the cup does not need to be explained, the inexplicable soul is dressed as a stick, inexplicably robbed, inexplicably forced to be a funny artist, Luo Fengen takes you to appreciate the 2017 Korean story. The 2017 women's group has passed, and the women's group that once flourished for a while has gradually withered. Girls' Generation after the team members withdrew, terminated, love, marriage and other series of shocks has been yesterday yellow flowers. Born in the Fool's Hat Company gave Girls' Generation a solid backstop and a wider sky, and when their popularity is not good, it brings them sadness.