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Eternal Life Begins with Taking a Wife

Transmigrating to the Immortal World, Shen Ping has been cultivating as if he was walking on thin ice for more than twenty years, but he didn't have cheats and had ordinary qualifications, so his cultivation progressed slowly. When he finally decided to give up completely and become a loser to enjoy the world... Come on, chicks! But... Right after his night of satisfaction, he looked at his lovely wife who was curled up like a kitten in his arms. [You have diligently cultivated with your wife for one night, gaining talisman-making experience +10] [Current wife affinity 60] [Bonus: 0] [Talisman Master: First Order Lower Grade (1005/1000) Breakable] He then realized that the way he opened the world of immortals was a bit wrong!

Cucumber Lover · Eastern
4.4
767 Chs
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My Female Disciples All Have Sinister Intentions

Fang Yang found himself transmigrated as the leader of a demonic sect, his once formidable skills now scattered, and his memories completely erased. All he inherited was a stack of journals left behind by the former demon lord. Within those pages, he unearthed a startling revelation: the demon lord was a seafaring monarch, whose paramours spanned the realm, each harboring a deep-seated loathing towards him. In a bid to preserve his own life, Fang Yang had no choice but to follow the accounts in the journals, impersonating the demon lord and maneuvering through a multitude of paramours, seeking to sway them one by one. "My Lady, the moonlight is exquisite tonight. Shall we admire it together?" he proposed to the Concubine Zhennan. "?" she responded, bemused. "Your Highness, restrain yourself. For the sake of the people, let us put an end to this," he urged the Empress. "?" she questioned, utterly bewildered. "My disciple, it's time to turn back. There can be nothing between us," he gently told his female apprentice. His words left her puzzled. And so it went, Fang Yang straining every sinew, his acting prowess pushed to its limits. He navigated through the intricate web of relationships, untouched amidst a garden of myriad blossoms. Yet, he couldn't shake off the unsettling sensation that the gazes of these paramours held an unusual weight upon him. It wasn't until many years later that the truth dawned upon him. The demon lord was a fantasist, and the journals were but a facade. As he stood amidst the chaos of battle, surrounded by flashing blades and clashing swords, Fang Yang sighed heavily and muttered, "Only fools keep diaries."

Lady Qiao in Spring · Eastern
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83 Chs