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Ying Zijin, the former big man, woke up and became the youngest daughter of the Ying family who had been missing for 15 years, and decisively adopted a child to replace her.

After returning, everyone ridiculed her for not being smart and capable, sensible and elegant.

Her parents even regarded her as a family taint, and warned her not to think about the position of the eldest lady. If there is an adopted daughter by name, she should be acquainted, or she will be sent back.

Ying Zijin: Let’s go, don’t send it.

While the Ying family was celebrating happily and everyone else was sitting and watching the real daughter’s joke, bigwigs from various fields were dispatched one after another—

The top-ranking actor with the top fan fighting capacity: Miss Ying, if you need anything, just ask.

Heir to the large conglomerate family who monopolizes the global economy: Ying Family? what? Boss, just kill it, right?

China’s first hidden ancient warrior: Who dares to bully the master?

A genius teenager with an IQ of 228: My sister.

The man with the most enchanting face curled his lips and smiled lazily: “Well, call me brother-in-law.”

Big guys:? ? ?

The identity of the true daughter of the original big boss was restored overnight, the whole network exploded, and the Ying family went crazy, crying and begging her to come back.

The International Giant Family: Excuse me, let me introduce, this is our eldest.

【Sweet Romance】

It was known nationwide that Young Master Yan spent 200 million to marry a stunningly beautiful wife. However, only heaven, earth, he, and she knew about the humiliation that Young Master Yan’s 200-million-worth wife abandoned him just days after their marriage.

Five years later, Young Master Yan received a delivery call informing him that a cute baby had been delivered and asked him to sign for it!

Young Master Yan stared at the mini version of himself in front of him: “Kid, who are you?” The mini version of Young Master Yan glanced at him: “I’m your grandson’s father!” Young Master Yan rubbed his forehead—everyone said he was arrogant, but how could this kid be even more arrogant than him?!

“Who is your mommy?” Young Master Yan’s tone softened considerably! After all, this kid was clearly his own flesh and blood!

The little young master pouted, pointing a delicate little finger at his stomach: “You’re so s*upid! My mommy is your grandson’s grandmother!” The fortune-teller said he had two great nemeses in his life—one was undoubtedly her, and the one before him was undoubtedly the other.

A recent buzz in the capital: The long-lost Sixth Young Lady of the Earl of Yongqing’s household has finally been found. Many were eager to see this rustic girl make a fool of herself in high society—but to their surprise, Lady Qiu the Sixth turned out to be a master of the incense arts, swiftly becoming a favored guest among those who fancied themselves connoisseurs of elegance.

But as the country teeters on the brink of collapse, ominous signs abound. Qiu Heng thought to herself: Compared to making incense, I’m far better at slaying demons.

Shen Tang has awoken on the way to exile and discovered that this world was very unscientific.

When the divine stone fell from the sky, numerous kingdoms began to fight against each other.

Scholars could condense wenxin, their words became reality.

Martial artists could create wudan, splitting mountains and breaking seas.

The man she believed to be only a pretty boy told her to “fight” and a moment later he was wearing armor with a spear in hand. One person can become an army and single-handedly win over troops.

Someone that looked like the tuberculosis patient said, “scatter like stars in the sky or chess pieces on a board”. The sky is round, while the land is like a chessboard. The formation of troops can be grasped in passing!

This TM can’t be considered scientific!

It is clear that in this world, theology was the nail in the coffin of science.

And she—

“Your Highness, there is a severe drought in north county, how about you cry a bit?”

Shen Tang: “…”

“Your Highness, there is a flood in Nanzhou, how about you smile more?”

Shen Tang: “…”

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Shen Tang has no choice but to abandon her beloved painting brush and accept the path of the strongest.

On the day of his spiritual root test, he was found to possess a fifth-grade root. In this lifetime, it would be nearly impossible to break through the Mid Qi Refining stage.

The immortal sects refused to accept him. The path to eternal life seemed forever closed.

Coincidentally, the Demonic Sect was collecting s*aves from across the lands, those with poor aptitude, branding them as “Spirit s*aves”. They used a forbidden cultivation art that burned lifespan as fuel, raising numerous batches of expendable materials. These s*aves would sacrifice their own cultivation to produce spiritual sand, a resource consumed by the Demonic Sect.

Wang Yu, captured from Stone Lake City, was taken to the demonic lands. As a spirit s*ave, he entered the demonic path. Fortunately, he possessed the mysterious [Idle Slot] , which could solve many of his problems!

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[Idle Slot 1: Bloodburn Art]

Bloodburn Art (0/100): Train 48 sessions per day; achieve mastery in one year.

Note: (The introduction can’t do it justice—please read the main story.)

Steel as scales, flames forging my bones. The blood of Red Dragons and Iron Dragons intertwines within me, merging into a dazzling new lifeform. Fire and steel are my innate gifts, but adaptation and evolution are the powers that will make me eternal.

The weak are always full of doubts, while the strong—have no restraints.

Anything that doesn’t kill me will only make me stronger.

In my presence: kneel and you live, stand and you die. Life and death bend to my will. I hold the power to decide who lives and who dies.

If the entire world turns against me, then I’ll burn it down with the power of a single dragon—and rule over its ashes.

My name is Garos. The world fears me, reveres me, and calls me—

The Eternal, Undying Dragon!

Wan Qiu died alone in winter, only to awaken beneath a warm quilt in a world he didn’t understand. A foreign memory told him he had stumbled into the plot of a book, one in which he was the abandoned adopted son fated for tragedy: bullied, passed from hand to hand, and ultimately destroyed by revenge.

Yet Wan Qiu — traumatized and developmentally delayed from a life locked in a tiny room — couldn’t even grasp what it meant to ‘fall into a book’ or be an ‘adopted son’. To him, being with his foster parents was already happiness: food, clothing, a bed, the chance to go to school, and a family who never hit him hard enough to scar. When his wealthy birth family finally appeared, his foster mother immediately exchanged him for money, unmoved by his tears, leaving him desperate to cling to the only home he had ever known.

But his new family, the powerful Chu clan, soon noticed the bruises Wan Qiu tried to hide. To his shock, they pulled him into their arms and vowed to give him the warmth and care he’d never known — teaching him, step by step, how to live freely, speak his mind, and trust that kindness could be real.

Meanwhile, all eyes in the Chu family fell on Chu Yigui, the adopted son who’d filled Wan Qiu’s place for years. Talented, esteemed, and outwardly confident, Chu Yigui quietly assumed he would be cast out now that the real heir had returned. But the Chus refused to let him go.

One night, Chu Yigui awoke to find Wan Qiu — supposedly his rival — curled up outside his door with medicine, gently urging him to recover before their parents get angry. Chu Yigui — who had been ready to repay the Chu family’s kindness even at the cost of enduring Wan Qiu’s hatred and torments — found something that made his heart ache, leaving him guilty and unable to meet Wan Qiu’s eyes.

After all, he had stolen half of Wan Qiu’s life. And perhaps, for that, he would be in debt to him forever…

Tian Ning, as a bloodline of the Wenren Family who had been lost in the Mortal Realm, was brought back at the age of fifteen.

Everyone believed she was just a country bumpkin from the Mortal Realm, nowhere near as good as the pampered fake Miss—Wenren Xue. Wenren Xue was exceptionally talented, achieving Golden Core at a young age, forming a Contract with the Young Dragon Prince, and surrounded by her loving Brother and Senior Martial Brothers, she was a jewel held in everyone’s palm.

As for Tian Ning, whether a little girl could even cultivate was questionable? It was truly giving her face that the Wenren Family helped her enter the Wanjian Sect as a Direct Disciple!

When it comes to the competition within the Six Great Sects, let’s see how this little Foundation Establishment cultivator cries!

—— In the Secret Realm’s team competition, crises lurked everywhere, and the Direct Disciples formed groups to barely survive, determined not to be eliminated and maintain the Sect’s ranking.

The atmosphere was extremely tense, yet the cultivators outside watched a little girl living an incredibly comfortable life in the Secret Realm.

When idle, she would transcend her cultivation level to slay a Demon King for a barbecue; when tired, she would rest and read a Storybook; occasionally, if she was in a bad mood, she would even kick passing dogs???

“…”

What kind of leisurely retirement life is this?

No… don’t forget you’re still in a Competition!

Qingyun is probably the most troublesome villain. Protagonists, who appear once a century, relentlessly attack him, yet cannot harm him in the slightest. When he was bedridden, appearing as if he were dying, he possessed profound cultivation and a remarkably long lifespan. Everyone respected him, feared him, and cursed him behind his back, but he simply wouldn't die!

But can a supreme being like him be easily manipulated? No way. A certain man, with eyes full of desire, says, "Little cutie, come into my arms." Qingyun retorts, "Heh, I'll teach you how to behave." Ding! The world's most ferocious little cutie has logged in~

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Warnings:

It's always the same person. > Brainless and over-the-top, with a golden finger that can reach the heavens and earth, piercing through stars and seas. It is quick transmigration, so I cannot guarantee that every world will be like this. Moreover, the foolish author completely disregards these considerations when creating characters. The only thing that can be guaranteed is that in the eyes of the gong and shou, after they meet, their bodies belong only to each other.

In the immortal realms, it’s rumored that Wang Yao, the Matchmaker, is untouchable. Offending others might lead to a fight, but offending the Matchmaker could lead to your family tree’s next version being erased!

Wang Yao, a young man who transmigrated from the mortal world, was forced to become a newly appointed Matchmaker. Only then did he realize that this seemingly trivial deity, the Matchmaker, was actually quite popular…