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Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I Am the White Emperor of Heaven!

Transmigrating to the Douluo Continent, he became Dai Chengfeng, the fourth prince of the Star Luo Empire, and awakened the White Tiger Martial Soul. The ancestors of the Dai family had decreed that the first three soul rings of the White Tiger Soul must be identical for the best combination! However, Dai Chengfeng refused to configure his soul skill according to the ancestral regulations. The White Tiger belongs to metal and is a master of slaughter. What on earth is this White Tiger Guardian Barrier? As a result, the Emperor of Star Luo banished Dai Chengfeng in anger, ordered the Zhu family to cancel the marriage engagement, and prepared to temper Dai Chengfeng's arrogance. Years later. Upon meeting Dai Chengfeng again, Dai Mubai was surprised to find that his younger brother not only did not become useless due to absorbing the wrong soul ring, but his White Tiger Spirit was worlds apart from his own! ... Dai Mubai: "We both have the White Tiger Soul, but compared with Dai Chengfeng, why does my soul seem more like a house cat?!" Tang San: "Even my Blue Silver Emperor instinctively fears Dai Chengfeng's soul? You call this a White Tiger?" Asura God: "Oh no! His murderous aura is even thicker than mine, the Asura God. Is he targeting me?!" Star Luo Emperor: "Well, does Chengfeng know his mistake now?" "Reporting to Your Majesty, Prince Chengfeng has already become a god!" Emperor of Star Luo: "???." Dai Chengfeng: I am the White Emperor! The Holy Spirit of Heaven! The ominous god, governing all killings under heaven, and also the master of innate Ultimate Metal! THIS IS A TRANSLATION. Advanced chapters at: patreon.com/EphemeralShadow
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Dear Murderer, From Your Stalker! [BL]

What could possibly go wrong with falling in love with a killer? Nothing... right? . . "You've been staring at me again," Lucien said, his voice soft enough to make Adrian's pulse trip. Adrian kept his head down, feigning blindness. "I can't stare. I'm blind, remember?" "Blind?" Lucien's laugh was low, close to his ear. "Then how do you always know where I am?" Adrian's breath hitched when fingers brushed his chin, tilting it upward. Their faces were too close... he could feel Lucien's warm breath, could see the shape of his lips. He almost leaned forward before snapping out of it. "Maybe," Adrian whispered, "...I'm familiar with the sound of your footsteps." Lucien smiled... the kind that ruined men like Adrian. His body pressed against Adrian's, heat and danger rolling off him. "Then you should know," he murmured, lips near his ear, "I only take a step closer when I want something." . . Adrian lives quietly in the academy. Covered from head to toe, pretending to be blind, he's the strange student no one dares to talk to. But behind his dark glasses and calm voice, he hides something darker... he's a stalker, a habit born from old trauma. Adrian knows everything about everyone. Until one night... while following his pretty little crush... he sees Lucien Vale, the school's perfect student, kill her. And he does it beautifully. His obsession shifts from her... to him. Lucien shouldn't have noticed him. But he did. Curious about the blind nobody, Lucien becomes his new roommate... just to keep him close. The same man who smiled while taking a life now smiles at Adrian every morning. Adrian knows what Lucien is. Lucien suspects what Adrian saw. What starts as fear turns into curiosity. What starts as silence turns into tension. But when obsession begins to sound like love, who will break first... the murderer or his stalker?
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