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Douluo Dalu: Dark Night God

【Single female lead】【Mutual devotion】【The darker the darkness, the stronger the light】【No conspiracy theories】 Reborn into the era of Douluo Dalu: The Unrivaled Tang Sect, Su Yunlin carries an exceptionally powerful pair of twin martial souls, along with a faintly flickering black balance scale between his brows. What kind of sparks will he ignite in this era? After entering Shrek Academy, Su Yunlin meets a very special person. When the legendary Light Goddess Butterfly collides with the Dark Night Monarch Moth, what kind of sparks will be created between the Dark Moth and the Light Butterfly? Su Yunlin: “Oi, old geezer, your daughter is in my hands. In this world, the winner takes all and the loser is nothing. What can you use to fight me? Hurry up and bring me ten immortal herbs to snack on!” Tang San roared in fury: “You brat, what did you just say!” Tang Wutong: “Oi, old geezer, I’m now in Yunlin gege’s hands. Bowing my head and bending my waist is out of respect! Lifting my head and standing tall is to give orders! Old geezer, hurry and recharge my brother’s soul tool motorcycle! And bring him ten immortal herbs, he’s hungry!” Tang San spat out blood in rage. Su Yunlin smiled faintly: “Don’t rush, old geezer. Standing before you is the new God of Evil, father of the Douluo Federation, founder of battle armor, and first tower master of the Spirit Transferring Tower. So hurry up and get to work!” Tang San stomped in rage: “This is sinful!” (P.S. This author’s setting: Wang Dong’er is Tang Wutong. Her divine realm memories are sealed, but she knows her memories are sealed, knows her parents, and knows she came under an alias. She is not a split personality or separate entity. Tang Wutong is simply Wang Dong’er under a different name. Pure love! Pure love! Pure love! Don’t let that old geezer Tang San look down on them!)
Obl1vion · 710.1k Views

Reborn As A Villainous Cannon Fodder

I died as a hardcore gamer, only to open my eyes in a cultivation fantasy I once played. Not as the hero. Not even as a helpful mentor. or a big villian... But as the cannon fodder destined to die before the first act even concludes. I recognize this world instantly, the sprawling mansions of nobility, the immortal sects hidden in misty mountains, the power hierarchy where cultivators stand above common folk. I've played through this story dozens of times, defeated every hidden boss, unlocked every secret ending. And now I'm trapped inside it, wearing the skin of the game's first villain. My position? The worthless young master of a prestigious family, universally despised yet secretly possessing a dormant bloodline that nobody in-game ever discovered because this character dies too quickly. But something is wrong. Characters are behaving differently than they did in the game. Events are unfolding in unexpected ways. The cold beauty who should immediately despise me seems strangely interested in my skills. The vixen villianess who orchestrated my demise now studies me with curiosity. Is my presence changing the storyline? Or was there always more to this world than what players could see through their screens? With each deviation from the script I memorized, my meta-knowledge becomes less reliable. Yet it remains my greatest weapon as I navigate political intrigue, forge unlikely alliances, and desperately work to awaken powers that were never meant to be unlocked by a character designed only to die. I refuse to be expendable. I reject the role assigned to me. In a world where destiny is supposedly predetermined, I will rewrite the algorithm itself, or break the entire system trying. ---------- All names, places, and deities are fictional and not linked to any real religion or culture.
haytham_ · 1.5m Views

Transmigration:The Villain Wants A Happy End Without His BeastHusbands

After finishing a tragic novel where the villain is betrayed and killed by his own beast husbands, Li Wei does what any reasonable reader would do. He rants about the ending. Then he gets hit by a car. When he opens his eyes again, Li Wei finds himself inside that very novel, reborn as Su Ningyan, the future villain destined to walk a path of madness, war, and blood. Ten years before his fall. Ten years before his death. In the original story, Su Ningyan’s unstable phoenix beast core drives him toward forbidden power, turning him into a feared villain who ultimately dies at the hands of the men he loved most. This time, Li Wei refuses that fate. He will avoid the villian arc. He will heal his beast core. And he will stay far away from the four terrifying beast princes who will one day become his husbands. Unfortunately, fate has other plans. The academy meant to heal him becomes a battlefield of tension, rivalry, and instinctual bonds. The beast princes notice him far too early, and the more Su Ningyan tries to escape the plot, the tighter destiny coils around him. Because in a world ruled by beast bloodlines and ancient bonds, some connections cannot be severed only delayed. And the husbands who once killed him… may not be willing to let him go again. **** Excerpt Su Ningyan didn’t know where he was. At first, he thought he was dreaming. His body felt warm... too warm... and the scent in the air was unfamiliar, sharp and clean, like lightning after rain. He turned onto his side. And froze. A pair of golden dragon eyes stared back at him from inches away. The man was breathtaking. Long black hair spread across silk pillows, sharp features sculpted as if carved from jade. His presence alone pressed down on Su Ningyan’s chest, heavy and suffocating. His face went pale. “What the—” “You’re awake.” The man smiled faintly. Jun Haoxuan. Azure Dragon Clan. Future Beast King. And, according to the book, one of the men who would eventually become his husband. “Did you sleep well?” Jun Haoxuan asked calmly. Su Ningyan’s eye twitched. He was supposed to be avoiding them. So why was he waking up in the dragon prince’s bed?
MidnightPen · 557.6k Views