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Lin Chen ist in eine Welt gereist, in der Bestienmeister durch Meditation Bestien-Zähmungsräume öffnen können, was ihnen erlaubt, Geistbestien als Partner zu binden. Im Gegensatz zu anderen erweckt Lin eine besondere Fähigkeit--[Blutlinie Goldene Hand], die es ihm ermöglicht, seine Bestien besser zu entwickeln. Jetzt ist er dabei, seine erste Bestie zu kaufen. "Xiaobai, dieser Kunde möchte dich berühren, ist das in Ordnung?" Die Verkäuferin lächelt warmherzig. "Muh~~" Die Plowhorn-Bestie muht einmal und zeigt mit ihrem Huf auf das nahegelegene Wasserbecken. "Was bedeutet das?" fragt Lin Chen. "...Es bedeutet, dass du dir zuerst die Hände waschen solltest", sagt die Verkäuferin verlegen.

Lin Chen has traveled to a world where Beastmasters can open Beast Taming Spaces through meditation, which allows them to contract Spirit Beasts as partners. Unlike others, Lin awakens a special talent--[Bloodline Golden Hand], which allows him to better evolve his Beasts. Now, he's going to purchase his first Beast. "Xiaobai, this customer wants to touch you, is that okay?" The saleswoman smiles warmly. "Moo~~" The Plowhorn Beast moos once and points its hoof at the water basin nearby. "What does that mean?" Lin Chen asks. "...It means you should wash your hands first," the saleswoman says awkwardly.

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The protagonist possesses mysterious medical skills and becomes a famous doctor, able to cure various diseases and even fight against death.

In this era where Mecha and muscle collide, Lu Xun takes the stage with the "All-Knowing Right Hand" capable of analyzing all things. The hand also allows him to fuse with Projection of ten thousand races: Orge Race, Elf, Giant Dragon, Undead, Demon Race, Giant, Beastman... "Is Mecha the romance of men? No... there's also muscle!"

What happens to a world of Magic and Dragons when a cultivator bursts into their universe? What about when a cultivator is raised right under their noses? How do Wizards and High Elves, Dungeons and Dwarves, fare against an unknowing cultivator and the Laws of the Universe? Epochs ago an Immortal left his inheritance behind on a dying plane of existence. Now, at the edge of what was once desolate world, the immortals inheritance is about to make himself known. And his name is Noone. An original cultivator of his world, unguided, and unrestrained. Noone is the powerless child of a civilazation locked away at the edge of the world. When tragedy occurs, and his world is turned around, he inherits the Will of The Ancestor. An ancient legendary being who protected the conclave of Tapestry, until the desolate world above would become re-inhabitable. --------------- IMPORTANT: This is a long-form narrative. If you don't enjoy slower-paced world building then this isnt the novel for you. NOT: a systems/reincarnation story ================== Discord! https://discord.gg/J9PyhA5 Patreon! https://www.patreon.com/LukeisAurelius

Far from the world he knows, he’ll find a home. Among strangers, he’ll find acceptance. And in the arms of an unexpected man, he’ll find love.<br><br>Young Billy Strobaw comes West to escape the stigma of his Tory family. In the Dakota Territories, he encounters the Yanube warrior Cut Hand. Billy’s attraction to the other man is as surprising as the Yanube perspective on same-sex love. Unlike Europeans, the Siouan tribe celebrates such unions. Billy and Cut Hand can live as partners and build a life together, which Billy agrees to do.<br><br>As Billy struggles to acclimate to a very different culture, quickly discovering the Yanube have as much to teach him as he has to impart to them, a larger struggle is brewing. The white man is barreling through the Great Plains, trampling underfoot anyone who stands in his way. As a leader of his people, Cut Hand must decide whether it will be peace or war.<br><br>In a historical romance taking place against the epic backdrop of the early American West, where a single spark can ignite a powder keg of greed, lust for power, and misunderstanding, one man must find his place in history and his role in the preservation of all he has come to value.

Alex had a bright future ahead of him after a terrible life as an orphan, but Truck-kun had other plans—blablabla and all the Isekai/Transmigration stuff you already know. Alex's problem is that he's an outcast in this new world, but at least he now has a Devil's Hand System. Waiting in line? No, sir. Working 9 to 5 for pennies? Not in the slightest. Waiting for the beautiful girl to notice him? No, no, no. Alex will leave his mark in this new world. Oh, one more thing: the apocalypse countdown is at [365 days, 22 hours, and 25 minutes.] Better hurry, Alex. - 1-2 Chapters every day 1000-1600 words If you have any questions, just ask me. The story has a harem tag because I want to keep possibilities open, and I'm already hinting at it from the early chapters. However, don't expect explicit content or romance just for the sake of it. The story is told in a way that makes sense for the journey, not just to bait you into paying.

[Travel through books + space + confiscation of homes and exile + farming + sweet pets...] Good news: Ye Qingran has passed through books! Bad news: Exile at the start! Not afraid, she used space to take over the palace. Robbers and assassinations swarm on the road to exile. Are there difficulties and dangers? Impossible. On her way to exile, she was as safe and comfortable as traveling! Don't panic when you arrive in the North, grow food, build cities, and build a paradise step by step. But what happened to the man who kept coming up to her? Don’t you know that this girl just wants to be beautiful alone? !

[Hidebound Older Man VS Two-Faced Heiress: Daddy-Type + Seductress + An Old House on Fire] Everyone in Aethelgard says, a man should marry a woman from the West Family. The eldest daughter of the West Family is gentle and virtuous, a sought-after prize in high society. On the eve of her engagement. Her fiancé cheated on her. Willow West, having played the good girl for so long, decides she's done pretending. Fueled by alcohol, she finds a handsome man. Just one wall away from the scumbag ex and his mistress. The next day, she wakes up to her world collapsing. She had slept with the circle's famous 'older man'—Aiden Pierce, her dear uncle's best friend. Her impression of Aiden Pierce wasn't very good. Years ago, when she was having her first romance, she had tried to sneak a kiss with her young boyfriend, only for Aiden Pierce to report her to her uncle before their lips could even meet. The Aiden Pierce of today is even more dull—celibate and restrained, with everyone from his secretary to his assistant being male, and zero romantic scandals to his name. He's nothing short of a hidebound traditionalist! Willow West wants to escape. Aiden Pierce's well-defined hand grips her chin. "Miss West, a man's virtue is still virtue. You must take responsibility for me." * Aiden Pierce, who had practiced self-restraint for thirty years, was captured by Willow West—a woman gentle and demure in public, yet passionate and daring in private. Everyone thought Willow West was a good girl. Only Aiden Pierce knew that behind closed doors, the young woman not only smoked and drank but was also a cool, badass biker. * The assistant has recently noticed a change in the workaholic President Pierce. Not only is he hitting the gym three times a week, but his style has also shifted from uniform high-end suits to a different streetwear brand for every day of the week. His once stern and unsmiling face now frequently breaks into a smile. Even his eternally unchanged screensaver has been replaced. It's now a picture of a sexy, wavy-haired beauty in a black biker suit, holding a cigarette and sitting on a motorcycle!