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Art of Creation Spiritual Farmer

At just 12 years old, Devor, a curious and bright-eyed boy, steps into the awe-inspiring world of the Azure Sky Sect, a place where immortals are made. With an innocent face and a heart full of dreams, he gazes in wonder at the grand buildings, lush gardens, and the graceful disciples who move like ethereal beings. As a newcomer, Devor and four other children are introduced to the sect's Spiritual Garden, where they learn to tend to powerful and mystical plants. Though they are mere mortals, their deep connection to nature makes them invaluable. Devor, with his unassuming love for spiritual plants, quickly captivates the attention of Senior Sister Yulin, a revered cultivator. When tested on his knowledge of plant lore, Devor impresses with his detailed understanding of the delicate balance between spiritual energies. His insights into plant pairings—such as the harmonious relationship between the Golden Sunflower and Silver Moon Vine—show his potential far beyond his years. Senior Sister Yulin, recognizing his potential, offers him a chance to prove his abilities over the next month, setting Devor on a path toward becoming an extraordinary gardener, or perhaps even an alchemist. As he embarks on this journey, Devor realizes that his first step into the Azure Sky Sect is not just a beginning—it’s the weaving of his own destiny. "Art of Creation" is a tale of growth, knowledge, and the quiet power of an ordinary boy destined for extraordinary things.
LegendsBlueBlue · 799 Views

Female Consort (GL)

In Qiu Che’s previous life, she disguised herself as a man to take the imperial examination for her brother. For the so-called great plan of her father and brother, she married the most favored princess of the dynasty, Li Qingwu, at all costs. But after ten years of marriage, she never touched her finger. On the day she became the powerful prime minister, she died at the hands of her biological father. Her brother stepped on her corpse and became famous. And she died quietly in the prime minister’s mansion in the cold spring night. It was her wife who she had never seen once, who collected her corpse for her, set fire to the prime minister’s mansion, and finally committed suicide with a sword in front of her grave. When she opened her eyes again, she returned to the eighteenth year of Zhenfeng. It was the year when she had just passed the imperial examination and was in high spirits. She rode a horse through the streets, and suddenly raised her eyes and saw a man standing by the pavilion with a crowd on his left and right, looking at her quietly from top to bottom. Vermilion mole, red lips, beautiful beyond compare. In her eyes are endless sparks. It was not until this life that Qiu Che finally knew that the bad fate in her previous life, which she thought was obtained by despicable calculation, was actually the fate that Li Qingwu had sought after three bows and nine kowtows in the Golden Palace. She is Li Qingwu, a model of a lady from a noble family, and she is a rebellious person only once in her life. It is also the one that the other party has been seeking for countless days and nights. Reading Guide: ① A little bloody and ancient style, one-way secret love becomes two-way running ② 1v1, HE ③ Fictional historical background, it is a refreshing article, sweet and sour, believe me (patting the chest.jpg)
Crimson_Lore · 927 Views

Kingdom of Verdwryn

Michael Lockwood was a soldier forged by the fire of war, a leader whose sacrifice ensured victory in his final mission. But death was not the end. Waking in a rustic cottage far from the battles of his past, Michael finds himself reborn in the peaceful village of Dawnfield, nestled within the Kingdom of Verdwryn. Gone is the soldier's body honed by years of hardship; in its place is the fragile form of a newborn. Yet his mind remains unchanged, filled with the memories of a life lived on Earth-one of courage, loss, and the unyielding resolve of a man who gave everything for others. As Michael grows in a world brimming with magic, ancient lore, and political intrigue, he struggles to reconcile his soldier's instincts with the simplicity of his new life. The fields of Dawnfield offer tranquility, but whispers of a growing darkness beyond the village hint at greater challenges ahead. Why has he been given this second chance? Is it a gift from the mysterious Everwinds, or a curse with a purpose he has yet to understand? With the wisdom of a soldier and the innocence of a child, Michael embarks on a journey to discover his place in this new world. In the Kingdom of Verdwryn, where strength and strategy are tested as much as the heart, Michael must uncover his purpose before the darkness looming on the horizon consumes everything he holds dear. Kingdom of Verdwryn is a tale of rebirth, resilience, and redemption, where one man's legacy will shape the fate of a kingdom.
015SG · 12K Views

Rise Of The Demon Alpha

The forest was quiet, and everything was still. The gentle northern wind sweeping through the trees and dried leaves brought nothing but a sense of foreboding and despair as Raphael crawled into his cave and huddled against the dirt stained walls. Stifling the moan of anguish that escaped his mouth, he pressed hard on the cut below his ribs. The blood stopped flowing briefly, as he dug some sticky clay from underneath the roots of the oak tree and applied it to his injury. It stopped the blood flow instantly. He was aware of the giant slash across his back, but he was too exhausted to attend to it. 'Later' he thought to himself, leaning back as he shut his eyes. He was lucky to have escaped with his life. "They will pay for this. I will get my revenge soon enough," he muttered to himself as the owl perched on the branch of the oak tree above hooted ominously. He had become his neighbour for the past few weeks, his hooting always reminding him that he may not be the only living thing in the forest. Other days, the silence was impregnable, the eerie quiet sending chills down his spine. As he slowly started to slip into unconsciousness, he heard a dull thud on the dirt outside the cave, too faint for a normal person to hear. But Raphael was no ordinary person. Crouching behind the roots of the tree, he waited patiently as the sniffing began. He made a silent prayer, to no one in particular as he saw the red eyes right outside his cave. They locked eyes with each other, and the enormous wolf bared his canines at him, before howling into the night. All around the forest, several other howls answered, as the earth began to tremble under the numerous paws thundering above it. 'Here we go again,' he thought to himself.
JB_Writes · 4.5K Views
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