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Thunder Sounds To Sleep

Martial Arts? Sorry, I am better at Thunder Spell!

Qin Hao crossed into a parallel world and unexpectedly inherited the position of the current Celestial Master of the Qingyun Mountain Celestial Master's Mansion. Draped in purple robes, holding the authority of the Xuanmen sect. Bound to the Super Celestial Master System, he could earn different rewards every day by completing designated tasks. Organizing Taoist scriptures, he received the reward [Taiping Qi Technique]! Cleaning the main hall, he received the reward [Innate Golden Light Curse]! Sweeping the mountain gate, he received the reward [Soaring Immortal Step]! Pruning flowers and plants, he received the reward [Innate Yimu Qi Capture Technique]! Wiping the statues of the Three Pure Ones, he received the reward [Righteous Thunder Law]! ... He thought he could live peacefully without trouble, but unexpectedly, a photo that went viral online pushed him into the spotlight. A self-proclaimed fighting champion and male live streamer entered Qingyun Mountain, claiming to seek a man in purple robes for a challenge. A match of martial arts. The live stream was filled with over a million enthusiastic viewers. They supported the male live streamer in exposing a fraud, wondering whether the rumored Celestial Master in purple was truly as powerful as said. Under the watchful eyes of the public, Qin Hao reluctantly accepted the challenge. Qin Hao asked, 'Fellow practitioner, what shall we compare?' The male live streamer smiled confidently: 'I've heard the Celestial Master in purple is unmatched in martial arts; I have practiced free combat since I was young and have specifically come to learn something from you!' Qin Hao shook his head: 'Martial arts, I do not know.' 'What do you know then?' the male live streamer asked. Qin Hao unleashed a palm strike into the air, condensing the five thunders within his palm, and with a mighty slash. Golden thunder transformed into a blade of qi, slicing directly at the challenger. The thunder left in its wake split the 'Challenge the Celestial Master' plaque that the male live streamer had brought, right in front of the mountain gate, into two halves. Qin Hao said with a smile: 'I know thunder spell!!'
Oolong Peach · 222.2K Views

Driven to Despair, teleported to Danger

A 16 years old boy named Leon, Wanted to become the best. he tries his hardest to improve his abilities to the limits. but since in the real world, becoming best at everything is impossible, he fails miserably. he loses all his hope and finally he tries to suicide, but the most beautiful girl in his class, who is also an actress, saves him. instead of being indebted to her, leon makes an another plan of committing suicide, and finally dies. or so he thought, but he gets transferred into another world of sword and magic, along with.... her?? What a lovely story, isn't it? No! He awakens in a breathtakingly strange world of magic and swords, a world that should offer a fresh start. But his elation quickly fades. He discovers his arrival is a catastrophic Glitch in the system, This world views him and Sarah as abhorrent intruders, marked for death. Only after reaching there, the leon come to know that his system is bugged. They found themself in a jungle which is surrounded by monsters. The same night they come to know that they have come to a world where all the humans want to kill them, leaving behind those humans who have come from their world like them. Stranded in a perilous jungle teeming with monstrous creatures, Leon and Sarah find themselves hunted by the very humans who inhabit this fantastical realm. With no cheat codes or divine guidance, they must navigate this treacherous world, forge alliances with wary strangers, and evade the relentless pursuit of those who desire Sarah's beauty and covet their existence. Facing unimaginable danger and the constant threat of betrayal, Leon must confront his past demons, learn to adapt to this alien world, and ultimately protect Sarah from the lustful eyes and deadly intentions of those who would see them perish. Will his journey lead to redemption, or will this new world become his final, inescapable prison? One last thing before you go~Can I ask you a favor? I need your help! If you like this book, could you please share your experience and write an honest review.It will be just one minute for you (I will be happy even with one sentence!), but a GREAT help for me and definitely good Karma I read every single review and jump around with joy like a little kid every time my readers comment on my books and give me their honest feedback!
ishqkaraja20 · 11.5K Views

Book of Eternal Balance

This is the story of Alvin, a master of martial arts who transmigrated to a world called Celestia, filled with magic and mystery. Alvin also had a cheat called the Book of Eternal Balance inside his soul. This book is capable of collecting eternal points and turning them into insights or purchasing other type knowledge. In this new life, as soon as Alvin transmigrated, he was flabbergasted to see that, having lived as a "single dog" for about 10,000 years, he now had a cute three-year-old daughter in this world. Even before he could see his cute daughter, he came to know that his daughter was going to be used as a sacrificial offering by a group of bastards. Alvin’s anger shot to the heavens upon learning this. Without any hesitation, he picked up his sword and went on a killing spree. Magicians capable of calling down tsunamis and meteors from the sky were cut down like cabbages under his blade. Weapon masters who practiced the way of weapons were beaten black and blue by his fists or directly had their chests pierced by his blade on that day. From that day, the reputation of the Red Devil spread all across Celestia, scaring even true gods. But nobody knew that ultimate villain who they called the Red Devil was now lying in a small bed in a sorry state. There was also a three-year-old cutie slowly feeding him medicine spoon by spoon, with a worried look on her face. In a fit of anger, Alvin had forgotten the fact that he was not the unrivaled master he used to be in his previous life. His body completely collapsed as a result of using the powers from his previous life. .............. Thus, the story of Alvin began in the new world. Years later, he became the true god who could control every element in the world at his will. Coupled with his identity as a martial arts master, he became an existence no one in Celestia dared to provoke. "We are ready to submit to you. Please accept the throne of the supreme ruler of Celestia," all the true god-level magicians and warriors stood before Alvin with worship and respect in their eyes. But the young man before them waved his hands in dismissal. He pulled a beautiful woman who looked like a fairy into his arms and said dismissively, "Not interested. I’m going fishing with my wife. If you have any work to do, ask Elen for help. She’s usually sitting idly at home every day." At the side, Alvin’s daughter rolled her eyes at her father. "You’re saying it as though you’re busy all the time."
ROYAL_SOUNDS · 404 Views

She's My Sleeping Pill

15 years ago, his elder brother was killed right in front of him in the middle of the night – killed by their most trusted driver. Since then, Stefan had a hard time sleeping and often got nightmares. He learned not to trust anyone. Cayenne worked almost all day and all night. She only got three hours of sleep every day. She was the breadwinner of their family since her mother was diagnosed with tuberculosis. She thought she would have a great time working as a receptionist in a hotel. Until… “I’ll pay you an additional $3000 a month. Sleep with me.” Stefan placed a signed check on the table in front of her. Her head was spinning at the large sum of money. She can finally buy her mother’s medication and send her brothers to school without worry. But to sleep with him? “I’m sorry if I come off rude but, I can’t sleep with you sir.” She tried to refuse politely, afraid that she will lose her job if he felt displease towards her. Stefan took off his coat and placed on the backrest of his chair. “Think about my offer carefully. It wasn’t so bad sleeping with you after all.” It was a mistake she made on her part when she fell asleep right beside him on his bed, drunk and dizzy. Will he make the mistake of trusting someone again? Will he entrust his life to her by sleeping soundly beside her? How will they face each other when they started to unveil the mystery of their identities? ***cover isn’t mine***edited by a friend***I don’t earn anything from this picture*** Original cover was taken from Mr Love: Queen's Choice Related videos and pictures can be seen in Koi to Producer: EVOL×LOVE
_frieyaVida · 2.6M Views

To Sleep In The Sea Of Time

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling
man_of_culture3030 · 689.2K Views
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