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After her grandfather's death, Bai Hanyun was disowned by her parents and cast out of the Bai family. With nowhere else to go, she left the city and returned to the countryside. There, by a twist of fate, she discovered an antique mirror hidden in the basement of her newly purchased home. From that moment on, strange events began to unfold—until one day, she stumbled upon a prayer from a young general. Feng Xiyan, besieged by the Yuezhi Tribe and betrayed by the imperial court, had been driven into a desperate corner. With no access to water, food, or medicine, he and the citizens of Xiqiang City could do nothing but await death. But just as all hope seemed lost, Heaven intervened. From that moment on, the Feng Army and the people of Xiqiang City had enough food and water, living lives more prosperous than even the Emperor himself.

#Top 20 Webnovel Best Sellers 2021, 2022, 2023, and in 2024 #### History is said to be written by the victors. If so, how about Earth's history? Two millennia ago, a young boy named Emery met a tragic fate. In his final moments, he was transmigrated and accepted into the Universe's most prestigious school of magic. “You are among the chosen few from thousands of human worlds. Whether you seize this opportunity or not, is up to you. You are at Magus Academy, the pinnacle of humanity's ingenuity. Magic, science, and might are all within reach for those who dare to pursue them." [Scan complete - Quadruple affinity. Water, Earth, Plant, and Darkness.] "A quadruple acolyte! Only one in tens of thousands of acolytes possess this!" Thus began Emery’s journey together with his 4 friends from the furthest corner of Earth. Each year they returned to Earth to grow, seek revenge, save the princess, conquer the world, and become Earth's Greatest Magus. Their names are still etched in our history books to this day. Authors Note: I have always been fascinated by writing fantasy relating to historical facts. In this story, you will find characters inspired by real-world myth and legend. The universe I created hopefully will make the reader's imagination excited and logically plausible. I hope you enjoy it. ### Here are some key aspects you'll encounter: MC: The protagonist follows the classic weak-to-strong arc. World: Picture a blend of Harry Potter and Star Wars. System: While it's primarily a magic-based story, there's a structured system in place that's easy to follow. Additionally, elements of cultivation. Harem: No, there are several female interests. But I enjoy romance first. So even if there will be more than one love interest it will be deep. Note: English is not my first language, but you'll notice that my writing and English skills gradually improve throughout the chapters. Other: The novel delves into deep research on science and history, enriching the storyline with factual and intriguing details. Give it a read—you might be pleasantly surprised by what unfolds. Check Out the Video Trailer on youtube type "Earth's Greatest Magus"

Yun Wanqing transmigrated into a book and became the pitiful and short-lived cannon fodder sister of the vicious female supporting character in the story. Thinking about the tragic fate awaiting her family, Yun Wanqing cried out in her heart. "Mother, you kindly took in the cousin, yet she covets my father and wants to become his concubine. Soon, she will harm you to death~" "Father, you were set up by the female protagonist, and after your death, your head was displayed on the enemy’s city wall to be scorched by the sun, becoming Da Wu Country’s shame~" "Elder sister is the female protagonist, but her fortune is taken away, turning her into a vicious female supporting character. Later, she is abandoned by her fiancé and tortured to death by the female protagonist’s suitors~" "Elder brother, a virtuous and noble gentleman, is betrayed by friends, ending up blind, deaf, and fighting with dogs for food in the streets~" "Second brother, a demonic prodigy, loses his memory overnight, is picked up by the female protagonist, and becomes her lapdog, helping her kill Seventh Uncle and his beloved. Ultimately, his beloved dies in his arms, and he draws his sword to kill himself." "As for me, well, I was shot through the heart by ten thousand arrows along with Seventh Uncle!!!" Later, Yun Wanqing astonishingly discovers that the family’s character settings have collapsed. Mother dealt with the cousin in advance, father wasn’t killed, elder sister married the Emperor and became his only beloved in the harem. Elder brother was the first to betray his friend, second brother married his beloved, and even Seventh Uncle wasn’t a major antagonist, but instead became the most sought-after eligible bachelor among the noble women in the capital. As for her, she was cherished and pampered by the entire family. Yun Wanqing was baffled, how did the whole villainous family change their fate against the heavens? The plot has collapsed way too absurdly, hasn’t it? Did she transmigrate into a fake book?

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!

Transmigrated into a family of bandits who have just been granted amnesty and ennobled. Father, mighty and brave, loves causing trouble. Mother, beautiful as a flower, loves causing trouble. Brother, handsome and suave, loves causing trouble. ... You ask about her? She is relatively sensible; she just brought back a husband to suppress the household...

The crumbling Vienna System is unable to stop the rise of the Second Empire, as the Emperor's nephew is about to visit his faithful Paris. Protector of the Apennine, Honorary Chairman of the Rhine Federation, Close Ally of the Kingdom of Spain, French Empire Augustus Jerome Bonaparte: I will make France great again! -------------------- (Reasonable historical deduction party, Paradox Interactive game players rejoice!)

Ji Cha's classic novel 'Chaotic World Book' has now officially published on WebNovel！ About its Copyright: The copyright of 'Chaotic World Book' fully belongs to qidian.com. At the same time, being the international branch of qidian.com, WebNovel has the official authority and consent to publish the English translated version of 'Chaotic World Book'. --------------------------------- With a sword in hand and wine in tow, he roams the martial world; her slender waist is light as a feather in his palm. The young man strides forward with a long blade slung over his shoulder and a flask at his side, yet the world of martial arts he seeks remains elusive. As the chaotic world book turns a new page, decades of relentless nights in the martial world pass by. Suddenly, he looks back and finds he has already shattered the mortal realm.

They have loved each other since they were fourteen. Now the whole of London is waiting to see if that love will last. The charming Marquess of Cheshire and the flawless Lady Elizabeth Talbot are the ton’s most perfect engagement—but perfection invites scrutiny. As whispers grow and expectations rise, their promise of constancy will be tested in ways neither of them expected. In a world where reputation is everything, can love truly remain unchanged?

5 People who have never met, come together through an unlikely situation. They are the only ones who can stop 2 evil men from doing whatever they want, to whomever they want, whenever they want.

After the war, all hope was lost. The world and its economy collapsed under civil war and bombardment. There was nothing left in this world. Thus everything turned gray and lifeless. The last survivors held onto what was left. Victor finally gave into what he had run from. Bliss and melancholy rule a path to transcend and gain absolute freedom. In a world lost in memory, a world filled with philosophy and eerie beauty, can he keep his sanity? A reminder to accept and let go, to explore the things that we lost but cannot forget. mors semper est.

In an age where birth decides destiny, an ordinary man rises from obscurity with nothing but discipline, intellect, and an unbreakable will. Surrounded by ambition, betrayal, war, and shifting loyalties, he walks a path where righteousness is costly and power is never free. This is not the story of a chosen hero—but of a man who becomes inevitable.

Audrey Solace is a junior at a prestigious high school, a passion for biology and a love for her cat Eve that had always pierced her cold heart. A simple world where religion offers meaning, understanding, and moral guidance. A world where unnamed historians have been deliberately erased from historical records. ---- Fabricated chronicles, theories, predictions, and weird prophecies. "Soon, this world shall be drowned with golden blood and the blessings of the Primordial One."

From overworked corporate slave to… the fat niece of a future villain? At twenty-three, my life ended in the most ironic way possible, drowning in a lake while reading an online romance novel. When I woke up, I wasn’t just alive, I was inside that very novel. And worse, not as the princess or the healer or even the tragic maid. No. I woke up as Seraphine Agro, the silver-haired, chubby niece of the story’s main villain, Duke Tayler Agro, the man who would one day summon a famine, experiment on peasants, and get publicly executed. Awesome. Now I’m stuck in a half-collapsed mansion with stale soup, a broken “Duke” father who’s too kind for his own good, and an entire kingdom collapsing into plague and hunger. And to make things worse, the hero of the story—the dangerously handsome knight Sir Alex Canva, is on his way to inspect our lands. I know the plot. I know who dies. And I’m not planning to go quietly. Armed with sarcasm, stubbornness, and a questionable diet, I’m rewriting destiny, one disastrous choice at a time.

Yao Zhi died in regret due to exhaustion and transmigrated into an unrecorded kingdom in history. Waking up to find herself in a body weighing more than 200 jin, she was in despair. As she was ready to curse Heaven, she found herself bound with a system. With an auction system on hand, she embarked on the journey of pampering her rough husband and building her business.

A soul, once famous for standing proud on a famous battlefield, is thrust onto the modern racetrack. The roar of the crowd replaces the thunder of cannons. The vibrant turf replaces the muddy fields of war. She was born for the relentless, ground-shaking charge, yet this new world worships the fleeting brilliance of lightning speed. Against the brightest stars in racing history, each a master of this new world, a soldier must find glory in a racer's victory. Can a soul forged in conflict, ever truly find glory on a path meant for peace? Uma Musume: Pretty Derby is owned by Cygames. All rights reserved. The historical horse names are the property of their respective owners and stables. This is a work of fan fiction. I do not claim ownership of any official characters, settings, or names.

Kalin High is not a typical prestigious high school. It is a closed society, a city-state with homework. Within its campus, where clubs govern like miniature regimes and embody certain belief systems, every hallway becomes a battleground for optics, resources, and legitimacy. Order is scarce and revolution... even rarer. Enter one quiet, ordinary transfer student with no accolades, no visible alliance, and no apparent protection from the system. Yet. Dragged into the center of a fading political club with a proud legacy and dwindling numbers, he finds himself among five unique comrades: a visionary Chairwoman, ablaze with conviction and righteous fury; a tireless Vice Chairwoman who recites budget plans and damage control procedures as if they were poetry; an Enforcer who commands silence through fear and inevitability; an anxious Strategist whose stress rivals her precision; and a chaotic Propaganda Artist under strict probation for setting yet another banner ablaze in the name of morale and idealism. Together, they do not demand perfection. Only loyalty. Whether one rises among those who merely perform their assigned functions, or is absorbed by the cold, indifferent system and forgotten, remains the unanswered question. Because history does not remember the comfortable. It remembers the committed.

Have you ever wanted to be reborn in a fantasy world? Before i got reincarnated i used to think that would be great. The reality? Not so much. Taxes. Bills. Debt. Turns out, noble titles come with a price tag. Four years I've spent learning what it truly means to carry a noble name. It isn't glory. It isn't power. It's a ledger full of red ink and a list of people who smile at your face while calculating exactly how much your land is worth without you on it. 'How exactly am I supposed to deal with all this?' I thought, 'Oh, I know! I could use my modern world knowledge to become rich like in fantasy novels!' Meanwhile, my modern world knowledge: How to cook ramen How to play clash royale Bits of peices of random history I tried using what little knowledge i had like feeding a sick person some mold because i remembered that pennicelin was made of mold. Lets say that didnt work well. 'Yeah, theres probably more to making penicilin' i thought, watching the sick person throw up. 'Oh, i know! I could train magic and become a 9 star mage like in the novels.' I thought, so i sat down and tried gathering my mana. And guess what? I felt it! I tried letting my mana out into an attack and... Fart Yeah, that wasnt mana. So there I was. No useful knowledge. No magic. No plan. Just a thirteen year old count's son sitting alone in his study, surrounded by debt letters he couldn't pay, in a world he didn't understand, with nothing to show for his supposed 'modern world advantage.' That's when my butler knocked on the door. 'Young master,' he said, in that perfectly neutral tone butlers apparently practice in the mirror, 'the Silverstone Auction begins in an hour. Shall I prepare the carriage?' I had no intention of going. Auctions were for people with money, and I had the opposite of that. But my advisor had insisted. Apparently one of our former knights had pawned off some old estate belongings to cover a debt I didn't even know existed. The least I could do, he said, was go and buy them back With what money, I didn't ask. Mostly because I didn't want to hear the answer. I wasn't expecting much. I certainly wasn't expecting lot number forty-seven. "Polished obsidian block that glows." The auctioneer said "10 silver coins." No one batted an eye. No one raised their stick. No one even knew what they were staring at. Except me. 'Is that a smartphone?' I thought, 'how did a smartphone get in this world?' I immediately raised my stick. No one bid against me so i won. The auctioneer's assistant handed it over without ceremony, wrapped loosely in cloth like it was just another curiosity from some dead man's collection. I turned it over in my hands. Cracked screen. Scratched edges. A small dent on the corner like it had been dropped. But it was unmistakably, undeniably, a smartphone. My butler leaned over my shoulder. "Young master, what is it?" "An artifact," I said, which wasn't technically a lie. I waited until we were back in the carriage before I really examined it. The screen was black and unresponsive, which made sense. Four years in whatever dusty vault or merchant's pack it had been sitting in would drain any battery completely. Dead. Of course it was dead. I laughed quietly to myself. Of course the one thing from my old world that somehow crossed over into this one was completely useless. Then I noticed the corner. A faint, tiny rectangle. Barely visible. One percent battery. My hands were shaking as I pressed the power button. The screen flickered. Then lit up.

Set in 1899 during the final days of the Wild West, Red Dead Redemption follows Johnny Van der Linde, a man reborn in the frozen north with memories of another life and a mysterious Entry System that turns choices, loyalty, and gunfights into strict data. Rescued by Sadie Adler and drawn into the Van der Linde gang, Johnny becomes a quiet force behind the scenes, guiding events without breaking bonds or betraying hearts. This story focuses on the true joys and sorrows of a Western cowboy, where survival is earned, dogs do not get spared, fate is challenged with logic, and redemption is carved through blood, grit, and unwavering resolve. -------- • Not My Work I'm just Translating and Making it readable. If Orignal Owner wants It removed Contact me.

The realization didn't come with a flash of light, but with the cold weight of a Valyrian steel ring on his finger and the suffocating heat of King’s Landing. He was no longer a spectator to the tragedy; he was the tragedy. As Aegon II Targaryen, he knew the math of the Red Keep was simple: there is no room for a king’s eldest son in a kingdom ruled by his sister. To Rhaenyra, his very existence was a declaration of war. In the quiet of the library, the scent of old parchment and beeswax hung heavy in the air. "Your Highness, you seem to have developed a sudden, singular passion for the chronicles of our ancestors." Otto Hightower moved with the practiced grace of a predator, taking the seat opposite his grandson. His eyes, sharp as a maester’s quill, scanned the boy for any sign of the drunken wastrel he had expected to find. Aegon didn't look up immediately. His fingers traced the cracked leather of an ancient volume, his touch almost reverent. "Grandfather," he began, his voice distant, "if you were to open every history book in this Citadel, from the Doom of Valyria to the day my father took his seat on the Iron Throne... what do you think they would truly say?" Otto’s brow furrowed, his Hand’s pin catching the flickering candlelight. "The histories? They speak of many things, Aegon. Duty, lineage, the rise and fall of great houses. There is much to learn of governance within them." Aegon finally looked up. The dazed fog in his eyes had cleared, replaced by a terrifying, lucid spark. A slow, sharp smile pulled at the corners of his mouth. "I’ve read them all, Grandfather. I’ve looked past the dates and the names of dead lords. Between the lines of every conquest and every betrayal, the ink screams the same thing." He leaned forward, the shadows of the library dancing across his face.