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It all started before the pandemic, the world wanted to recover from a century marked by wars and crises. It was as if new stories were being added to the library of humanity… But little did we know, that in those stories there was a remaining mold from a forgotten era. A plague that silently settled over time… Thanks to this, the powers we received from the books were no longer seen as gifts. Now, they became the reason for our ruin. Could this story left to me… be the last scream of that decaying library? Signed: Agent Clover. 2025.

I possess the Heavenly Map—all realms of heaven and earth, contained within this single chart! Heavenly treasures and earthly gems, take them all! Secret realms, take them all! Female disciples, female sect leaders, female prodigies, female sword immortals, female emperors... Take them! Take them! Take them all! In this life, Qi Oliver shall pocket all realms and look down upon the vault of heaven! Let trillions of female swordsmen serve me as their lord, and strengthen my sword path! What? You even dare to wish to bear children for me? First, help me nourish my sword aura to its fullest—then we’ll talk!

Ariyan, a brilliant but isolated university student with a knack for solving impossible puzzles, leads a life of quiet boredom—until a mysterious, blood-stained parcel arrives at his window. Inside lies an ancient leather map that shouldn't exist, covered in glowing symbols that whisper of a forgotten civilization. In a single night, Ariyan goes from a coder to a fugitive. Hunted by a shadowy global organization known as 'The Vanguard,' he is thrust into a deadly race to find a lost city that holds the key to an ancient, world-altering power. With no one to trust and a map that seems to have a mind of its own, Ariyan must survive treacherous jungles, solve lethal traps, and uncover the dark truth about his own lineage. The journey has begun. The shadows are watching. And once the map is unsealed, there is no turning back.

Ao Yu is jolted awake from a nightmare in which he drowns following a fierce argument with the teaching assistant, Wu Feng. To his horror, he realizes the grim details of the dream are manifesting in reality with chilling accuracy. Even more terrifying, no matter how he tries to escape—by stealing a boat, feigning illness, or warning the islanders—the deadly tsunami arrives right on schedule, mercilessly dragging him to his death and plunging him into a new cycle of this hellish loop. During these desperate repetitions, Ao Yu witnesses a series of bizarre and horrifying phenomena: a sinister Soul Banner churning the waves, a bloody murder at the lighthouse, and Loong Grandma's husband being twisted by dark magic into a monstrous shark. Piece by piece, he uncovers the truth: a spy named Umimoto from the Doom-Scorned Kingdom has come to steal the Loong Palace's sacred treasure, the Aqua Pura Vase. The Doom-Scorned Kingdom is using the evil artifact, the Soul Banner, to create a countdown to catastrophe—if Umimoto fails to find the vase, the banner will unleash a sacrificial tsunami. To complete his mission, Umimoto ruthlessly harms the islanders. The secret of the Aqua Pura Vase, astonishingly, is hidden within a seemingly unremarkable rolling pin that bears the "East Sea Loong Scenery" painting. Joining forces with Wu Feng, Granny Bao, and Xiao Yi, Ao Yu races against the relentless time loop. They expose Umimoto's conspiracy, endure the agony of failed attempts to secure the treasure, and suffer the pain of seeing loved ones controlled by dark forces. Ultimately, they activate the true power of the Loong Scenery painting in the kitchen's hearth—opening the long-sealed Loong Gate. Storming into the Loong Palace, Ao Yu and Wu Feng feel their dormant Loong bloodline awaken. Confronting Umimoto, who has seized the Aqua Pura Vase, and facing the Soul Banner's violent backlash, Wu Feng—now awakened as a Loong woman—recites a Heart-Cleansing Incantation under Loong Grandma's guidance. This summons a purifying downpour that shatters the Soul Banner's core and critically wounds Umimoto. Though the tsunami is averted, Umimoto's furious roars as he flees signal that the threat is far from over. In the aftermath, the survivors of White Sand Island finally begin to unravel the ancient secrets buried deep beneath the waves and within their very blood

Adam Chue, a penniless 20-year-old from China, discovers a mysterious virtual map etched into his soul—the same map his late mother stole from a secretive organization, costing her life. The map reveals the locations of treasures scattered across the globe, ranging from historically significant artifacts to supernatural relics imbued with locked powers. As Adam unlocks the map's abilities, he embarks on a journey to uncover hidden treasures.

Three years after Kamala Iyer died in her house in Mylapore, her family received letters. One each. Handwritten. Her cursive. Her stamp. Her words. Vikram read his in London and booked a flight. Suresh read his in Toronto and called his mother’s name out loud for the first time in three years. Preethi read hers in Singapore and sat on the floor. Meera read hers in London and realized she’d never known her grandmother at all. Arjun read his in Toronto and finally understood what he was made of. Nobody knows how the letters are coming. Rajan — eighty-two years old, still in Mylapore, still sleeping on the same side of the bed — just says: read it, kanna. Just read it. This is the story of a family finding its way back to each other. Across four countries, three generations, and one house that holds all of them. Some addresses never leave you.

Seven years ago, a nameless infant was abandoned in the wilderness, his meridians declared broken, his future already condemned. Raised as nothing more than a servant in the Verdant Pine Sect, Lin Tian's fate seemed sealed-mocked, bullied, and destined to live and die in obscurity. But everything changed the day he stumbled upon a mysterious herb infused with Primordial Qi-a force older than heaven and earth. Within him stirred the Primordial Map, a will that had slumbered since before his birth. "Others cultivate spirit qi. You will cultivate the source of all qi-the primordial itself. Their methods are useless to you. Only your pathways, evolved through me, can carry such power." Armed with a power no one else could touch, Lin Tian steps onto a path that none have walked before. The world will call him crippled. His enemies will laugh. But one day, when the map reveals its true vastness, the heavens themselves will tremble. This is not the story of a genius born with talent. This is the rise of a servant boy who dares to defy the heavens with nothing but his will-and the map that charts destiny itself.

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In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"