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Despised Granddaughter

Transmigrated in a Hut with a Sword Saint Grandpa

She woke up in a creaky mountain hut — body aching, mind blank. No memories. No name. No clue how she ended up in a tiny village where spirit rabbits chewed on her boots and someone left dry cabbage hanging from the ceiling. All she knew was this: This body belonged to a poor, orphaned child. And now… it belonged to her. Before she could panic, the door opened. A man stepped inside. Young-looking. Elegant. A sword resting easily at his hip. His long robes shimmered with faint spiritual light, and his presence made the air feel… heavy. Old. But he didn’t speak like a warrior. He spoke like someone trying not to cry. “Child… I finally found you,” he said, his voice soft and careful. “I’m your great-great-grandfather.” “…HUH?!” Turns out, Yan Zhenwu wasn’t born a legend. He was once a mortal swordsman, wandering the world barefoot and broke. In his early years, he met a woman. Shared one quiet night beneath the stars. And moved on, never knowing he’d left behind a child. He never found out. Not until decades — centuries — later, when a letter reached him. The parchment was old. The ink faded. It came from his granddaughter. She’s alone now. Please… come find her. By then, Yan Zhenwu had already cultivated into someone feared and revered across the land. But titles and power meant nothing compared to that final request. Now, with a heart full of guilt and a radish basket full of awkward love, he’s come to find the last of his bloodline — a great-great-granddaughter with no memories, no spiritual roots, and no idea how to survive in a world filled with spiritual energy, cultivation, and danger.
wavesofthebluesea · 4K 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.
haytham_ · 1.1M Views

The Crazy Hero

Jinwoo Park — not Sung — was a guy who had nothing going for him except his knack for being a total jerk. Kicked out of his house for being, well, a pretty terrible person, he had nowhere to go but the convenience store where he worked. Life was miserable, and his only escape was finding ways to make people’s lives harder. But then, one day, something changed. In a world full of awakeners and chaos, Jinwoo was suddenly given powers that turned his life on its head. From broke and despised to rich and powerful–still despised, he now had everything he thought he ever wanted. But, deep down, there was still that insatiable hunger for more — more money, more power, more chaos. Now, armed with abilities he doesn’t fully understand, Jinwoo’s hunger for wealth knows no bounds. The convenience store? That was just his starting point. The world is his playground, and he’s not stopping until he has it all. He might as well save the world too. warning ⚠️: it's cringy --------------------------- This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, applications, songs, technologies, locations, events, and incidents are eitherthe product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously for storytelling purposes. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real companies, brands, applications or any other entities is purely coincidental. All real-world references are included as part of the fictional setting and do not imply any endorsement, association, or ownership by the original creators. The author has no intention to defame, discredit, orintringe upon the rights of any individual, brand, organization, or intellectual property. This story is created solely for entertainment and creative expression, and should not be taken as factual or representative of real-life entities or events. Readers are advised to treat all references in this work as fictional, regardless of name similarities or thematic inspiration.
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