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She is one of the best thieves that the world has seen in the 24th century. However, not even in her wildest dreams had she imagine that she'd be reincarnated as a good-for-nothing orphaned Seventh Miss of the Vermilion Bird Family. She finds herself stuck in a family that mistreats her, as well as an unfamiliar place with no support system. In a world of magic, she finds that the strength and talent within her would not only shock the world but also put every prodigy in that world to shame. As she learns to control her power, she vows to take revenge on those who had wronged her and to eventually rule the world. Equipped with only her new memories, quick wit and thieving skills, follow her as she embarks on a journey where she'd navigate mean relatives, magical beasts, rulership, and maybe even… love?

Su Luo is a renowned assassin of the 21st century, actually crossed over to become Su Manor’s most useless good-for-nothing Fourth Miss. Nangong Liuyun is the Jin Empire’s Imperial Highness, was an emotionless overbearing demonic tyrant with unrivaled talent. Everyone knew that she was idiotic and good-for-nothing and bullied her as they pleased. But only he, the overbearing tyrant with the discerning eye, wouldn’t let go of her even if his life depended on it. For the time being, let’s just see how the stubborn versus stubborn clash and play out in this good show of the chaser and the chased Author: Su Xiao Nuan 'Copyright Fair Use Notice: All Contents of this Novel is For The Purpose of Entertainment and Education under the terms of fair use. This Novel Belong to their respective owners' Source: www.readnovelfull.com

Ella era la ladrona piadosa del siglo 24, pero se reencarnó como una idiota inútil sin padres. No solo eso, tuvo que doblegar su voluntad de acuerdo al estado de ánimo de sus parientes. ¿Estúpido? ¿Basura? ¡Muy bien, tarde o temprano, ella le mostrará a este grupo de tontos terrícolas lo que significa ser demasiado tarde para arrepentirse! ¿Dou Qi? ¿Magia? Su talento tanto en la magia como en las artes marciales mortificará a todos los genios que existen. ¿La posición del jefe del clan? ¿El mitológico Vermilion Bird? ¿Lo quieres? Lo siento ¡Ella ya los tomó! Pero, ¿Quién le dirá que el chico lindo que se marea con facilidad era en realidad el mitológico Vermilion Bird? Entonces, ¿Qué pasa con el anciano que reside en su cuerpo, a qué deidad pertenece esa alma misteriosa? Es más… ¿Por qué los compañeros de otras personas eran de ese tipo dominante e incomparablemente poderoso? ¿Por qué los que la rodeaban eran un comerciante malvado o un zorro astuto, un nerd inútil o un playboy? ¡Lo peor es este niño bonito y enfermo! ¿Qué pasó con gobernar el mundo y estar por encima de todo? ¡Por favor, no me jodas! *Esta historia es solo una traducción, todos los derechos pertenecen al autor*

"“She is the descendant of the mysterious Ghost Physician Sect, but she accidentally transmigrated to become the number one trash of the Phoenix Shadow Nation!” When the strong soul entered this weak body, her performance shocked everyone! He was the terrifying Ghost King. Everyone thought that he was cold and heartless, but he pretended to be blind in front of her just to capture her heart… It was only when he revealed his true appearance that he realized that he was actually a two-faced wolf! ""Do you know that you will be struck by lightning if you pretend to be blind?"" Huo Huo gritted her teeth. ""How can I trap you home if I don't pretend?"" It's a classic transmigration story. The female lead is strong and handsome, and the male lead can't help but be attracted to her. They fight, fall in love, and finally fulfill all their wishes. "

A guy who unintentionally developed his psychic powers, living a carefree life amidst lush mountains and clear waters

I started off as nothing, just a mass of consciousness that slowly evolved. Just your average overpowered existence hungry for a multiverse adventure. Demons? They are my friends. Monsters? They are delicacies. Heroes? Not even equal to the dirt on my boots. Royalty? Money Machi- Ahem, a pleasure doing business. Immortals and Gods? Share with me the latest gossips! With power comes responsibility, but I'm just a ball... or am I just a ball? Watch as I regain my memories and beat up my past self. Note: No common sense in the story. Highly controversial. This is a contracted work, expect to unlock chapters. Season 1's standards differ greatly. Drama seekers, toxic bitches and overly-sensitive folks who cannot chillax not welcomed. Author also has indemnity to typo, grammar mistakes and English bugs throughout the story. You have been warned. Proceed with caution and enjoy. *** Note: Please check out new contracted work Monarch of Solitude if you liked the author's work. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/destinyaitsuji Discord: https://discord.gg/UrtDMXn

#Transmigration #Cultivation #Romance Author : North Night Note : This is not my novel or my translation, just sharing. and i'm not asking for any vote. just sharing some nice stories that i finished read. She was the godly thief of the 24th century, yet she was reincarnated as a good-for-nothing idiot with no parents. Not only that, she had to bend her will according to her relatives’ mood. Idiot? Trash? Very well, sooner or later, she will show these group of silly earthlings what it means to be too late for regrets! Battle-qi? Magic? Her talent on both magic and martial arts will mortify every genius in existence. The position of the clan chief? The mythological Vermilion Bird? Want them? So sorry~ She already took them! But who will tell her, that the cute boy who gets carsick easily was really the mythological Vermilion Bird? Then, what about the elder that’s residing in her body, just which deity does that mysterious soul belong to? Furthermore…… Why was it that other people’s companion were those kind of domineering, and incomparably mighty type. Why was it the ones around her were either an evil merchant or a sly fox, a useless nerd or a playboy, the worst is this sick pretty boy! What happened to ruling the world, and standing above all else? Please don’t f*ck with me!

[Undead Synthesis | Entry Fusion | Ruthless | Witch Transformation | Slight Yuri Undertone] This world is insane. Gods who’ve lost themselves. Witches who’ve stolen divinity. A Church that publicly worships gods — yet secretly covets their power. Nobles who appear honorable — yet devour people whole behind closed doors. If one were to summarize the entire continent’s history in a single phrase, it would be: “The weak are prey, and profit rules all.” Earthling Hemu reincarnated into such a rotten world — as a minor lord despised by all nobles. Assassinations, ambushes, poisonings, false accusations, rebellions — there’s no “most devious,” only “more devious.” Fortunately, the Transmigrator Administration Bureau hadn’t forgotten to hand out cheats: the ability to plunder others’ entries, fuse entries into stronger ones, and raise an invincible army of the undead. Since the ruling class refused to play fair, she decided to flip the entire board instead. “Assassinate me? Fine — I’ll slaughter your whole family.” “Frame me? Then don’t blame me for framing you back.” “Rebel against me? Too bad — I already control your soldiers.” Manipulating souls, rewriting minds, constructing a Soul Network and building an Underworld in another realm, using alchemy to forge titanic giants, modifying bloodlines to create the ultimate race — and when technology wasn’t enough, she’d simply fuse entries to break all limits. Step by step, she ascended the path to godhood. Yet, who could have foreseen — that the world’s calamity, the ruler of death, the “Little Western Lord” of Heim, the eternally youthful Loli Reaper, the legendary Death Witch, Hel Heim — would one day come to regret most of all the moment she placed upon herself that damned [Witch] entry.

She was the true heiress—but when the apocalypse came, her biological parents and the fake heiress betrayed her without hesitation. Now, reborn to the day of her official return to the Lancaster family, Melody Summers is done playing nice. With her memories intact, she cashes in Mount Anworth, activates her Arcadian Space early, rescues her adoptive family from a looming disaster, and turns her assets into supplies and a fortified shelter. Inside her space, she builds a thriving farm while the world outside spirals toward ruin. This life, the Lancasters get nothing. Her heart—and her protection—belongs only to the family who never abandoned her.

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