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Spiritual Qi Resurgence, Gods descending? Continuous disasters, all living beings suffering? What does it have to do with me? I'm just a patient with an incurable disease, who's been given up on treatment and has a countdown to death. Embarking on the path of exorcising demons and annihilating immortals with my crippled body is not for the sake of protecting my family and country, but because the hazardous duty pay is too tempting, especially the compensation... "This Evil Gods profession system is cursed, even if there's smooth progress in the early stages, the practitioners will eventually commit suicide..." "Give me a set." "This Demon Sword poisons its user and has already taken ninety-nine lives..." "Give me two, and also that man-eating demonic helmet, soul-devouring blood claws, get me a set." "This Magic Potion is harmful to heaven and earth..." "Enough talk, I'll take them all!" However, the problem is, why am I still alive after taking on all these high-risk missions, stepping on every risk, and doing every deadly task? 【Congratulations, congratulations! Ranked first among the Top Ten Heroes Who Moved the World...】 "...Heavens, wasn't the average life expectancy in this line of work three and a half years? I've been here for one cycle of three years after another, I'm almost an S-level hunter, the first of the top ten heroes! Why am I still alive? I just want to make an honor sacrifice, scam some compensation! Is that so hard?!"

Wang Chen unexpectedly transmigrated to a world of immortal cultivation. He became a Qi Cultivation junior in the Outer Sect of the Cloud Sun Sect in Dongcang State. Within the sect, the hierarchy was stringent and the power struggles were fierce; Outside the sect gates, Demons roamed and Evil Wraiths were rampant! Wang Chen, who was weak in strength, decided to lay low until the end of time. However, with time goes by… He persisted and was surprised to realize that he had already unexpectedly become a Bigwig!!!

Some exist with pride, others struggle with pride, some compete with pride, and there are those who fail with pride, but very few can walk away with pride. Congratulations, for as you read these lines, you have witnessed the whole lives of many great basketball players. This pronunciation was embodied when Stephen Curry, after facing defeat in 2021, claimed that no one would want to face them the following season; When Tim Duncan was convinced before the start of the 2014 Finals that they would not mess up; When Kobe Bryant promised at Old Buss's memorial to take the Lakers to the playoffs; When Nowitzki, shedding his label as a soft player, retreated to the locker room in tears at night; When Kevin Garnett let out a skyward howl after holding the championship trophy; When the 2004 Detroit Pistons won and the F4 Lakers lost… Our story begins in an era when pride still mattered.

As a prison guard, Nathan Evans was not busy with his work. For some reason, all his prisoners were highly obedient and would always respect him even after they got out of prison. However, not everyone would show him respect. Especially when his fiancee Jade broke their engagement in front of everyone. For over a decade, Nathan had been "kind" enough to his prisoners. And now, he would show his "kindness" to the whole world...

Li Che war transmigiert und nachdem er neunzehn gewöhnliche Jahre gelebt hatte, entschied er sich, sein Schicksal zu akzeptieren, zu heiraten und Kinder zu bekommen, und strebte danach, seine Familie zu unterstützen. Aber in dem Moment, als seine Tochter geboren wurde.... Durch seine Tochter stieg er im Status auf, und sein Leben war nicht mehr gewöhnlich. ... Mit der sicheren Geburt seiner Tochter erhielt er eine Dao-Frucht, "Unsterblicher Kunsthandwerker". Als seine Tochter ein Jahr alt wurde, sicher und gesund, erhielt er die Dao-Frucht "Drachenelefant-Vajra". Im Alter von zwei Jahren seiner Tochter, frei von Krankheit und Unheil, gewann er eine Dao-Frucht, "Reines Herz". Als seine Tochter drei Jahre alt war, lebhaft und klug, gewann er eine Dao-Frucht, "Schach-Heiliger". Seine Tochter war vier, fünf, sechs Jahre alt.... ... Li Che entdeckte, dass er mit jedem weiteren Lebensjahr seiner Tochter eine Dao-Frucht verdichten konnte, um sich selbst zu verbessern. Von da an hegte Li Che einen einfachen und bescheidenen Wunsch. Eine Dao-Frucht pro Jahr, still die Langlebigkeit schützend. Als Vater wünschte er sich nur... Von der Wärme seiner Frau und seines Kindes am Herd aus, seine Tochter friedlich in ihrer Unsterblichkeit zu beschützen. Still unzählige Dao-Früchte verdichtend. Von nun an seinen Geist kultivierend, unbesiegbar zwischen Himmel und Erde.

[Pure • Sweet • Enemies-to-Lovers • 1v1] Yun Ran—master physician, poisoner, and martial artist—was living her best life until lightning rewrote her résumé: now she’s the abused eldest daughter of a noble house. Forced into a wedding sedan by her scheming sister, she lands beside Highness Nangong Mo, rumored blind, crippled, and dying. Wedding-night script: Highness: “I’m a broken man; divorce me and be free.” Yun Ran (tearful): “I’ll stay till your last breath.” Inner monologue he hears: [Divorce? Why? Free mansion, endless gold. Once you croak, I’ll bury you and keep it all. Chef’s kiss.] Highness smiles thinly: “Charming plan, my dear.”

VOLUME001 Ethan's dying wish I was left paralyzed with only a month to live, but that "9-inch" part of me was still hard as a rock. Even the sickly beautiful schoolgirl couldn't resist my "pecker," and to fulfill my dying wish, my sister even dressed up as a lady in black stockings to teach me how to "drill." What's more outrageous, the hospital nurses wanted to make a little movie with me, lining up with the head nurse at the front... Just after coming out of the emergency room, I saw the system panel: Name: Ethan Jones Gender: Male Length: 9 inches Skill: Hard as a Rock LV1 Note: Peak human hardness Dying Wish: To caress auntie's sheer black stockings Task Reward Points: 1000 points Despite my strength and stamina attributes being only at 1, and my agility at 0, only my "pecker" could lift the heavy blanket while doing squats. My face was full of question marks—what kind of bug is this system? Just because I like looking at auntie's legs, did it give me such a special skill? Now, I have no choice. I must complete tasks to earn points and add attribute points. However, the story actually begins 12 hours earlier... VOLUME002 Ryan's death mission Ryan had been diagnosed with late-stage heart disease, and as he neared the end of his life, he unexpectedly received a miracle drug from Ethan that brought him back from the brink. But Death wasn’t ready to let him go just yet. A year later, during a rescue mission at an orphanage fire, Ryan tragically lost his life. But did he really die? No, Ryan awakened a whole new system. Wait, what? He has to be killed by five girls, one after the other? The only way to come back to life is to die? What kind of twisted logic is that?! But if that’s the only way to survive, then so be it... Just, could you all not feel bad about killing me? And falling in love with me—what’s that about??? The gears of his fate quietly begin to turn... VOLUME003Ethan's new body Ethan has traveled back in time and gained the ability to swap bodies with a girl named Lila. What kind of story will unfold from here? Let’s wait and see... *********** Update Daily! 10:05 AM PST Please show your support if you enjoy the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! 150=1 bonus chapter 200=2 bonus chapters 500=3 bonus chapters

Jasmine received "shocking" news: she had to marry the Dragon Ghost as his wife. But in exchange, after the marriage, she would inherit the entire estate, subjects, and territory of her husband. Jasmine was overjoyed: "Is there such a sweet deal in this world?" On the wedding day, she dressed up sharply and stepped into the magnificent cathedral, casting an affectionate glance toward her future partner. And then she saw... a Dragon Egg. The majestic Dragon Ghost was nowhere to be seen; there was only an egg lying there all by itself. Inventory of assets: A dilapidated castle, with drafty winds blowing in from all directions. Subjects: Three hundred skin-and-bone slaves who, at first glance, looked like walking skeletons about to collapse from hunger. Territory: A dead land spanning ten thousand square kilometers around the Dragon Valley, so desolate that "dogs eat stones and chickens eat pebbles." Jasmine knew she had fallen for the scam of the century, but unfortunately, the knights who escorted Jasmine here had long since "whipped their horses and vanished," running away a long time ago. An old butler, so aged he could barely walk, tremblingly stepped forward, waiting for the new Lord's instructions: "My Lord..." Jasmine held the "egg-husband" in her arms, and her rational nerves snapped: "I have land and people, could I really let myself starve to death?" Putting words into action, Jasmine rolled up her sleeves and officially embarked on the path of tilling the soil to get rich. Many years later. A strange town suddenly appeared on the mainland, rumored to be obscenely wealthy. From that place flowed exquisite fabrics, pure white porcelain, and sparkling jewelry... Anyone who had ever set foot there could not help but exclaim in amazement, while wandering poets competed to compose poems praising that prosperity until their throats were sore. A certain greedy King became overcome with avarice and brought a massive army, intending to seize the town for his own. The result? They were treated to the sight of a giant dragon descending from the sky to "pay them a visit."

"If I can just stay under the radar, I might survive the final chapter." Kim Jowoon woke up in a novel world as the illegitimate fourth son of a marquis, Julian Von Astrea, and it looked like every single character hated him. It was a world where everyone looked like a protagonist—shining eyes, tragic backstories, destiny practically dripping off them. Everyone except him. He didn't even get a script. Then the Affection System popped up and crushed his hopes in one clean line of text: every so-called “hero” in the capital had a solid 0% interest in his continued existence. Naturally, Julian did the most reasonable thing possible—he ran. Straight into the safest job he could think of: tutoring the young son of the Empire's most reclusive (and famously cold) Duke. The plan was foolproof. Win over the kid, stay invisible, collect a fat paycheck, and live long enough to die of old age instead of plot relevance. It didn't go smoothly at first. The child never spoke, the Duke barely appeared, and Julian briefly wondered if he'd chosen the wrong kind of death. But somehow… it worked. The Duke's son quickly warmed up to him. Lessons became warm and fun moments, and silence turned into trust. And even stranger, the Duke's affection level didn't just rise—it skyrocketed into something Julian absolutely had not planned for. For the first time since transmigrating, he felt safe. Then the Emperor began to interfere, so much that he became a madman to Julian. Julian thought he could live quietly. Well... He thought wrong. In this world, his life was never meant to be quiet and everything revolves around him.

When she opened her eyes, she had inexplicably returned to twenty years ago, the first day of the apocalypse escape. "Classmate, you're a Superpower User, right? How about considering joining our special operations squad?" Looking at the man opposite her with sparkling, charming eyes, Xie Ning heartlessly refused: "Thanks, I have a team." "Ah, what team do you have?" "No team." "Right, you're beautiful, so whatever you say is right. How about this, you join our squad, and I will accompany you through wind and rain, and go through fire and water with you to clear dungeons and kill monsters." "Every single day, year after year?" "Mhm! I will work hard to make money, and only for you. How does that sound?" Xie Ning: ... After being reborn, her small Space has turned into a large, mobile villa, and she originally just wanted to live her own quiet little life in peace. Never did she expect to attract such a clingy, devilishly charming man. Question: How does one heartlessly and coldly reject a charmer? Waiting online for an answer, it's quite urgent...