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Year Of Goodbyes Arabella

Nine-year-old Magic Doctor

China's youngest heir to the medicine throne, Leng Zhiyan, was betrayed by her sister and her soul transmigrated, attaching itself to the meek and timid Ouyang Zhiyan, who was naturally self-deprecating! Her powerful soul took residence, and inadvertently unlocked the Spatial Spiritual Device Qiankun Bracelet, gaining medical tomes and cultivation scriptures. Her seemingly useless body was rapidly healed; she cultivated medicinal herbs, bonded with Demonic Beasts, and the Demon Doctor shook the world at the age of nine! ............................................ In a world of Sages, the Demon Doctor emerged. She was frail and petite, yet her true strength was hidden deep. With silver needles dancing like falling flowers and rain, and a melody that made all beasts submit, she was the outcast abandoned by all, the waste spoken of by the populace. With a faint smile, she stirred up a storm of blood and gore! Who says children cannot fend off enemies, who says women are inferior to men? She is the Demon Doctor, and also a Witch, deciding life and death or using poison with a mere thought. Excerpt One: "Hmph, you lowlife, don't think that knowing a bit of medicine will help you secure a foothold in the Ouyang Family!" Ouyang Qin said with hands on her hips, taunting in a domineering manner! "Exactly, looking like someone people shun and dogs despise, born without a mother's care, always good at seducing men everywhere!" Another young girl said with disdain, laughing in agreement! "Swoosh! Swoosh!" A glint of cold light flashed, and two silver needles accurately pricked the lips of the two girls. Ouyang Zhiyan looked up, her delicate and smooth face blossoming with an innocent smile, "I'm sorry, dear sisters, you are so eloquent that even my precious silver needles couldn't help but want to get closer to you"… Enduring in silence and keeping a low profile does not mean weak and incompetent. One may insult her, but they must first be prepared to die! Excerpt Two: "Yanyan, come home with me!" Ouyang Jin's dark eyes were profound, speaking gently and earnestly, his chiseled face tinted with the joy of rediscovery. "Home? Any place could be my home, but the Ouyang Residence!" Zhiyan looked up, her deep black pupils cold and indifferent, giving off a sense of detachment as distant as the ends of the earth. If one has caused hurt, why bother to retain? Leng Zhiyan's most scorned things are these entangled mundane matters. Recommended finished novel: http://www.xxsy.net/info/369213.html "Mesmerizing Green Lotus" In the Mainland where experts are revered, indifferent as she was, she traveled the world with her bare hands, contracted Demonic Beasts, refined Elixirs, commanded the realm of myriad flowers, cultivating to become the Lotus Sage, overlooking all under heaven.
Melancholy guest · 301K Views

Mysterious Leader is only Five-Year-Old!

The frail young lady of the Tang Family, raised for five years in the Daoist temple, was brought back home. Everyone harbored their own thoughts, preparing to welcome a delicate and sickly young girl, only to be met with a bright and shiny Little Baldy. She followed them around like a little tail, proclaiming that their days were numbered. Initially, the Tang Family resisted this, arguing that even if she wasn't a sweet and adorable child, she shouldn't be a nonsensical Little Swindler! Latter on, as the little girl, vexed and embarrassed the bad guys with talk of imminent retaliation, amid everyone's cries of alarm, she confronted them with a little dust whisk in one hand and a small clenched fist in the other in an attempt to 'conquer with virtue' on their behalf. The Tang Family, gradually freeloading: Delicious! ** In the wealthy Rong Family, with a century-old legacy, there were rumors that a precious young master resided within its vast estate, dressed in traditional Tang Suit, his wrist adorned with Buddha Beads, a figure everyone dreaded. One day, under the pear tree in the courtyard, on the recliner, lay a pile of fluffy yarn balls neatly placed on the knees of that always composed and sagacious youth who was almost bewitching. The Personal Guard was puzzled, as the young master's fingers were never known to touch even spring water. Then they heard the young master ask in a gentle voice: After much consideration, a fluffy hat seems warmer, don't you think? Which color do you think Jinjin would look good in, pink or multicolored? Personal Guard: ??? ** Rong Qing had known since he was young that he was different from others, with a heavy malevolence about him, calling evil spirits close. That is until he met Tang Jin wielding a little dust whisk, pinning Evil Spirits to the ground and pummeling them, while others fled in all directions, as she recited "the sea of bitterness has no bounds, turn your head to see the shore." Latter on, Rong Qing, touching her Little Baldy head, pulled her hand with a smile: Jinjin, would you care to save your brother as well? Seeing that you're so pretty, Little Milk Jin let herself be led by the hand, cooing with reserved pride: I can.
Junqing · 203.6K Views

In the year of famine,I fed millions of ancient citizen

Ye Mumu found that the ancestral vase in her home could magically connect to the ancient times two thousand years ago. So she met an ancient young general. The general guarded the important city on the border and was surrounded by 300,000 barbarian troops. There was a severe drought, the riverbed dried up, and 200,000 people starved to death, leaving only 80,000 people. With nowhere to go, the general and the people of the city could only wait to die passively! He begged the gods for water and food, hoping that the people would survive. Ye Mumu waved her hand and approved it! She hoarded a large amount of supplies to feed the soldiers and the people. Steamed buns, steamed buns, flower rolls, and meat sandwiches... every day is different, giving the ancients a little shock of modern food. Sending military books, hoarding food to recruit soldiers, building factory arsenals... giving the ancients a little shock of modern military. When she was deceived, the inherited family business faced bankruptcy. To repay her kindness, the general gave her a lot of money, paintings, antiques, and porcelain... With antiques, she saved the family business, became the richest woman, and reached the peak of her life! The general relied on Ye Mumu to provide modern military equipment to conquer the barbarians, recover the nine states, pacify the six kingdoms, and unify the world. He promised to build a temple for her and worship her for generations. The general sent a marriage certificate: With the mountains and rivers as a witness, I look forward to meeting you when the sea is clear and the river is calm. Under the marriage certificate is a phoenix crown and bridal robe. What a good young general, so this is what you are thinking!
Babun_Swapnil · 26.7K Views

The Years I Was The Gambling God

The Years I Was a Gambling God During the years when I ascended to the pinnacle of gambling, I was enveloped in a world where luck intertwined seamlessly with strategy. The thrill of risk was my constant companion, and every hand dealt was an opportunity to weave a tale of fortune and fate. In those vibrant nights, the casino lights flickered like stars, each glimmer promising untold possibilities. The air was thick with the scent of anticipation and the intoxicating perfume of ambition. My every decision was calculated, and executed with precision, as I danced with the tides of chance, confident in my ability to bend them to my will. I became known not only for my remarkable skill but also for a certain charisma that drew others to me. Players regarded me with a mix of admiration and trepidation, for I was not merely a participant in the game—I was its master. The cards whispered secrets to me, and I understood the language of the dice as if they belonged to a realm where I reigned supreme. Yet, amidst the glamour and glory, this intoxicating world concealed its shadows. The very allure that elevated me to greatness also harboured treachery and deception. I found myself ensnared in a web woven by those who coveted my prowess, eager to see me fall from grace. In those years, I walked a fine line between triumph and disaster, relishing every victory while remaining ever-vigilant against the unseen perils that lurked in the shadows.
yixiao_xu · 18.2K Views

Enigma of the Thousand-Year Sentinel: The Ethereal Tale of Wyrmpire

Seven Realms, One Egg, Two Hearts. In ancient times, there lay a story that was condemned to be chained in secrecy—an unthinkable era was brewed by continuous discord among the inhabitants of the seven realms, blinding them to the cruelty of war. From there, the era's aroma lingered, and darkness dominated both the realms of humans and elementals. But a streak of hope appeared in the sky. In times of crisis, a glowing orb emerged from the depths of the Wyrmpirean seas. People from all seven realms were revitalized and rejoiced. Mythical beasts of Water, Earth, Fire, Air, Spirit, and Shadow came to light. Their power grew through the alchemy of elements and light, and this glowing orb turned out to be an ethereal egg. It was the vital force of the great Luxian beast, destined to be the sentinel of Wyrmpire. However, the poison of greed for power once again took hold of one of the human leaders. In an age when the seven realms coexisted in delicate equilibrium, the harmonious symphony of magic and mythical creatures was abruptly silenced by Gat of Luwalhat'ti's insatiable thirst for dominion. He ordered the capture of the elemental beasts and exploited their essence. Relentlessly pursuing the fabled Mythical Egg for his own self-indulgent desires, he caused this primordial artifact—whispered to possess unimaginable power—to shatter the peace and plunge the world into devastating war, reigniting the embers of chaos from the past. The realms became more divided than ever. Sinagthala, the first to succumb to his ruthless conquest, bears the scars of his ambition. Emir Akkainu, in a desperate act of self-sacrifice, secured the egg at a heart-wrenching cost—his own son, Karrim. Now, Karrim, burdened by a curse yet bestowed with enigmatic abilities, embarks on a perilous quest for vengeance against the Gat. His path intertwines with that of Klarra, Gat's daughter, who, disillusioned by her father's tyranny, yearns for peace and justice. Amidst the chaos and despair of a war-torn world, an unexpected love blossoms; a fragile beacon of hope amidst the encroaching darkness. Will they find redemption amidst the ruins of a broken world, or will the insatiable hunger for power and the scars of the past consume them all, as history repeats itself? The convergence of Karrim and Klarra's journey is set to test the very limits of their courage, loyalty, and love.
Ylislewordsmithery · 7.2K Views
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