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Ming Dynasty: Father, I Don't Want to Be the Celestial Master Anymore

East Duck, West Pavilion

In the first year of the Hongwu era, the forty-second Celest...

Spring Chronicle of the Embroidered Uniform Guard

Desert

Unmoving and steadfast like the earth, serene and profound a...

Compendium of Fairies

Qingdou

Produced by Qingdou Studio Contact: [email protected] A n...

The Enchanting Tycoon Abbot’s Wife

Spring Greenleaf

Synopsis: She was born with unparalleled beauty, but that do...

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Ming Dynasty: Father, I Don't Want to Be the Celestial Master Anymore

East Duck, West Pavilion·em andamento

In the first year of the Hongwu era, the forty-second Celestial Master of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, Zhang Zhengchang, traveled to the capital with his son Zhang Yi to have an audience with the emperor. He arrived full of hope, only to have his title as Celestial Master stripped away by the emperor, leaving him dejected as he returned home. Zhang Yi, who accompanied him, was regarded as a little immortal by the emperor after making a prophecy and was thus retained in the capital. Before leaving, Zhang Zhengchang implored his son to reclaim the title of Celestial Master for Dragon and Tiger Mountain. From that day forward, Yingtian Prefecture gained a young prodigy who could foresee the future. He not only predicted over two centuries of the Ming dynasty’s fate but also invented wondrous things with ease. He saved the emperor’s life, yet nearly drove the reigning sovereign to the brink of fury more than once. Old Zhu, faced with Zhang Yi, vacillated daily between wanting to execute him and worship him as an immortal, endlessly torn and conflicted..

Spring Chronicle of the Embroidered Uniform Guard

Desert·em andamento

Unmoving and steadfast like the earth, serene and profound as a hidden treasure! The Scroll of the Earth Treasury emerges into the world, the golden phoenix returns to the heavens and the land, as North and South vie for supremacy beneath gathering clouds. Intrigue weaves through the deep palace halls, blood is spilled upon the distant battlefields. With heaven and earth as the chessboard and all living beings as pieces, heroes and legends, beauties and scholars, enact an unparalleled game of destiny!.

Compendium of Fairies

Qingdou·concluído

Produced by Qingdou Studio Contact: [email protected] A new kind of chess master emerges—invincible in skill, traversing the world through chess, and seeking to bring peace and order with his art. He ventures into peril, pursues the strange and marvelous, and unravels the illusions of life. Unlike tales of martial heroes or romances, and distinct from stories of monsters and the supernatural, this saga forges its own legendary path. Secret techniques of the chess world abound—Nine-Palace Chess, Three-Battle Chess, Blindfold Chess, the Deadly Ghost Chess, and more. The protagonist, Fang Guohuan, is enlightened by a master and attains the ultimate realm of chess—the Heavenly Origin. From that moment, he roams the rivers and lakes, using chess to right the world's wrongs. At the Great Wall, he sets the Heavenly Origin Chess Array, forcing back two hundred thousand Jurchen cavalry. At the Yellow Crane Tower, he fiercely battles the Deadly Ghost Chess. Later, to escape disaster, he flees overseas, retracing the maritime routes once sailed by Zheng He, encountering wonders along the way. Beneath Mount Kunlun, he alters the very "terrain" with his chess, settling the fate of Kunlun and achieving an unparalleled myth. In the end, he bathes in blood on the battlefields of Liaodong... The affairs of the world are like a game of chess—how many can truly see it through to the end?.

The Enchanting Tycoon Abbot’s Wife

Spring Greenleaf·em andamento

Synopsis: She was born with unparalleled beauty, but that doesn’t mean she is truly “her.” He boasts a broad chest but lacks great ambition, yet that doesn’t mean he’s all brawn and no brains. In his eyes, she’s nothing but a dazzlingly wealthy, secretly masochistic, perverse little heiress, while in hers, he’s merely a small-time monk with supernatural powers who wishes for nothing more than to spend the rest of his life chasing women and savoring meat. At a public matchmaking event, an accidental tumble and counter-tumble spark a passionate (and comically mismatched) relationship between a schemer (truly devious) and a fool (pretending to be dim-witted). With the bridal veil over her head, she falls upon him; he, in turn, grabs her chest. Her conclusion: so he doesn’t love apples, he prefers carrots. In a solemn temple, with only a wooden fish drum to cover himself, he’s blackmailed with her virtue. He curses her: Rotten carrot, rotten carrot, rotten to the core. In the widow’s chamber, he kicks over the basket of carrots she brought, so she retaliates by withholding the braised pork the widow had prepared for him. He is furious! There are limits to what a man can endure! He, blessed (or cursed) with the strange ability to record and replay sounds, now can’t even get a proper meal. Beset by his own delusions of grandeur, he howls, “Rich lady, what exactly do you want?” She swaggers, her shoulders shaking and legs bouncing, “Little monk, all I want is union!” This is the story of a bald man who isn’t really a monk and a wealthy heiress who isn’t quite a lady, who join forces to battle monsters—only to end up, in true fairy-tale fashion, battling it out between the sheets. The supporting cast, no matter how outrageously equipped or deranged, ultimately serve only to play matchmaker and deliver divine assists, all under the guise of more noble intentions. “Master, do you not know there’s always gossip at a widow’s door?” “Amitabha, this humble monk knows only that she is already a widow, and I cannot let her live as one in vain.” “Master, are those who donate incense money considered your benefactors?” “Amitabha, that is true.” “Then if this benefactor commands you to marry me, why do you not only refuse, but also curse me to an early grave?” “Amitabha, such incestuous benefactors—may their souls be swiftly reborn!” “Master, when will you finally marry me?” “Amitabha, when my hair grows down to my feet.” “…” Since she met him, not a single hair has ever grown on his head! And so: Winter is here. What could be more heartwarming than a lighthearted, romantic comedy to enjoy after tea and dinner? As always, updates come every morning at nine. If you like it, add it to your shelf—the little monster of a heiress is waiting for you!.

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