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Having traveled to America in the year 1862, this was the beginning of a dream, the finest of times. What constitutes a true master of success? Having some notable descendants hardly counts for anything. To build an Oil Empire alongside Rockefeller To place Carnegie on the throne of the steel magnate To help Ford propel the industrialization of automobiles worldwide To lead Edison to monopolize the future of the electrical industry To be an Angel Investor for Morgan's capital Hear this, applause!

Qin Huai a été transporté dans un mystérieux monde fantastique où les démons étaient omniprésents et les héros émergeaient. Il n'avait ni passé ni qualifications de cultivation jusqu'au jour où il est devenu apprenti dans une boutique de médicaments et a commencé à cultiver avec ses compagnons apprentis. Il a découvert que les orbes d'expérience tombaient en fait de son maître et de ses frères. Il a appris à broyer des médicaments avec ses frères. "Ding! Expérience 'Art Médicinal' +3 !" Son Maître et ses frères pratiquaient les arts martiaux. "Ding! Vous avez ramassé une 'Essence de Cultivation du Qi (Blanc)', expérience de 'Cultivation du Qi' +3 !" Il a tué les bandits dans les montagnes et a récupéré leur cultivation. "Ding! Expérience 'Technique de Respiration Astringente' +13 !" Son maître a dit que la technique n'était pas bonne pour attaquer, avait une limite de cultivation et ne pouvait que prolonger la vie. Mais quand Qin Huai a ramassé l'expérience jusqu'à ce que la Technique de Respiration Astringente soit 50 fois plus puissante, son corps a subi un changement énorme. Une douce poussée de sa main était comme une vague. Il pouvait maintenant attaquer et défendre. Les gens disaient que lorsque deux méthodes de cultivation s'affrontaient, continuer à cultiver conduirait à la mort du cultivateur. Cependant, quand Qin Huai ramassait l'expérience et sautait directement le processus de cultivation, il a découvert qu'il n'y avait pas d'effets secondaires du tout ! Lorsque Qin Huai a pratiqué de plus en plus de méthodes de cultivation, il a soudainement découvert que ces méthodes interagissaient entre elles dans son corps et devenaient des compétences plus puissantes. ... Qin Huai, qui pouvait ramasser de l'expérience, a commencé à errer parmi les grandes puissances. Il a vu la chair repousser sur les os blancs et les morts revenir à la vie. Il a vu des démons cuisiner 10 000 personnes et exsuder une énergie extrêmement maléfique. Il a vu la statue de Bouddha chanter dans le temple. Le Sanskrit résonnait comme un mantra. Qin Huai ramassait silencieusement de l'expérience afin de s'établir dans ce monde chaotique.

Fu Qingjun has transmigrated into a parallel world and discovered that his parallel self just committed suicide. With over 6,000 souls in his body, he feels his head throbbing. The next moment, he finds that his hair grows rapidly and that he could inject wisdom into a creature's brain through his hair.

Not my story not my translation just post it so I can read when I go somewhere with no internet thanks Xu Zifan climbed to the top circle from the slums, and eventually became a boss level figure, who knew that once he crossed, he became a male cannon fodder! However, it doesn’t matter, he still wants to be the Big Boss, and whoever doesn’t have eyes will be turned into a slag in seconds! An idol was destroyed by a reborn woman? Start a company to cherish you! The real daughter of a rich family despises the childhood sweetheart? It doesn’t matter. I’ll have more fun with the fake daughter~ A slag father gave his property to the half-brother? Give at will… How does bankruptcy feel, President? Should strive in every life to be the Big Boss!

Zhuo Qingyan, a member of the current generation of special forces, nicknamed Solitary Falcon, had been blown away from her mission and landed on a cliff. When he opened his eyes again, he was like the concubine of the Shang Shu Manor of the Darkhan Empire — the Fourth Miss, a fool. An imperial edict bestowed the marriage to the current emperor's uncle, the Prince of the Ghost Face. With a shake of her body, she became the imperial aunt of the current dynasty. A useless king and a foolish concubine were born a pair. Becoming the king, the sage's assistant patted her chest and said, "If you open the borders, I'll help you expand the land; if you recruit troops, I'll help you train; if you don't have a horse, I'll help you steal one; if you don't have one …" "My beloved concubine, This King has no children …" "Let me help you …" Then, wait a little longer … His Royal Highness was in his prime, so it was not bad for him to be strong. There would definitely be someone to succeed him! However, what she did not know was that she carried a secret. The treasure map that was imprinted on her back was being fought over by various forces. She had also become a 'prey'! Prince, the wangfei has brought people to pick out the Grand Guardian of the Lin Country … [Previous Chapter] [Table of Contents] [Next Chapter] "There are too many people who want to be the overseer, switch!" — — "My prince, the wangfei brought people to beat up the great general of the Northern Jin and hung him naked on a tree." — Well done! He wanted to see how the cold faced bronze masked prince doted on his wife. He could fight for her in this world, but loving her was his treasure.

A seemingly ordinary training exercise led Chen Jian and his squad into a completely different time and space. In the post-apocalyptic world, monsters run rampant, and the surviving humans struggle to live under their terrifying claws. To fight the monsters, the living have abandoned everything. Human nature no longer exists; beastliness is the mainstream. To defeat them, one must first become them. ----------------- Chen Jian was supposed to be like the others here, pursuing the maddening evolution. But, when the tungsten-core armor-piercing round first penetrated the Kui Niu's keratin armor, he suddenly discovered... Perhaps there is another way to stay alive?

"Li Qingshan, en tant qu'aîné du Clan Yuhua et fils de l'empereur de la Dynastie Yan, vous avez été charmé par la sainte divine du Clan des Démons et l'avez libérée. Admettez-vous vos péchés?" "Je suis prêt à renoncer à ma position d'aîné et à m'enfermer dans la Falaise de Siguo pour nettoyer la forêt des tombes." "Accordé. Mais vous devrez également effacer tous les résultats de votre cultivation jusqu'à présent, détruire votre racine de cultivation, et vous ne serez pas autorisé à sortir pour le reste de votre vie!" À partir de ce moment, Li Qingcang est resté à la Falaise de Siguo et nettoyait la Forêt des Tombes chaque jour. D'une façon ou d'une autre, il a activé les capacités d'apprentissage de niveau maximal. [Vous avez observé attentivement et activé les capacités d'apprentissage de niveau maximal, vous avez instantanément appris le Qi des Épées du Grand Fleuve] [Vous avez observé attentivement et activé les capacités d'apprentissage de niveau maximal, vous avez appris la Triple Frappe d'Épée] [Vous avez observé attentivement et activé les capacités d'apprentissage de niveau maximal, vous avez appris l'Empreinte Tournante du Ciel] Après plusieurs décennies, le classement doré de la Voie Divine est descendu sur le monde et a classé tous les individus puissants du royaume humain. Li Qingshan s'est classé numéro un directement. Les commentaires que le classement avait pour lui—Dieu parmi les hommes!

Sheng Congzhi is an adopted daughter of the Ye family and a notorious 'scandal queen' in the showbiz industry, reputed for her lack of education and disreputable fame. One night, in an attempt to climb the social ladder, she enters the wrong room and flirts with the wrong man... Later, the man leisurely takes off his glasses, his smile lazy and spread wide: 'A delivered blessing, why not take it?' Hearing rumors that Fu Yan is a powerless illegitimate child in the Fu family, coupled with a childhood sweetheart as his first love, Sheng Congzhi proposes a divorce. Fu Yan responds: 'Divorce is out of the question; as for the technical issues, we can always practice more.' A week later, Sheng Congzhi publicly declares her love for a top male celebrity in a love reality show. The internet explodes with searches, and Fu Yan is metaphorically green with envy. Another week passes and at the love reality show set— 'Welcome, the standby male guest…' The man appears on camera with a lazy posture, his lips slightly tilted, his gaze playful, and his demeanor a blend of casual and rebellious. Sheng Congzhi's surprise makes her drop her cup. Someone asks curiously: 'Do you know him?' Sheng Congzhi: 'I don’t know…' That night, she is dragged into a room and pressed against a wall by a hand. 'You don’t recognize your husband anymore?' a deep voice resonates by her ear, Fu Yan stares at her vibrant face, 'Wife.' Sheng Congzhi: '…' #SecretMarriageHusbandDailyPullingAtMyLimitsInLoveRealityShow #WithSecretMarriageHusbandBecameANationalCPDueToLoveShow #MutuallyDetestEachOtherInShowYetFansShipUsToDeath

They are cursed to be eternal enemies, locked in a relentless, fate‑sealed war that spans generations. Yet, in a twist of cruel, divine irony, they are blessed to find each other—a love so breathtakingly beautiful, it shines like a supernova amidst their endless darkness. This love is their only salvation, a fragile, radiant lifeline that could redeem even the most hardened hearts. But it is also a deadly, ticking time‑bomb, a perilous poison that threatens to destroy everything they hold dear. In their love lies both their ultimate redemption and their impending doom, a tragic, beautiful paradox that will consume them in a blaze of glory or plunge them into an abyss from which they may never return.