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The Codex

Beijing-Hong Kong Memories

Liang Weining rose to become a 'favorite' of Mr. Chen, the capital magnate of the Hong Kong Region, in just six months. The outside world said she climbed up by her beauty. No matter how good a vase might look, it can't escape being discarded once the owner grows tired of it. As such, everyone watched and waited. After three long years, they finally received news of Liang Weining's dismissal. While the entire upper circle thought Liang Weining had become history, nobody knew that on the eve of New Year's Eve, an entertainment reporter captured a romantic moment. In a black business car parked underneath the Zhonggang headquarters building, the backseat window was half-lowered, and Mr. Chen, who was always dignified and composed, unexpectedly lost control. In the mottled shadows, he grabbed the chin of a young girl and kissed her fiercely. The photos were exposed that same night, and a heavy snow fell over the Eastern Suburbs of Beijing. Inside the Mid-hill Villa, the fireplace blazed warmly. The man took the girl's soft, boneless hand from behind and guided her to write on the Xuan paper: Chen Jingyuan. "When will we go public?" he asked in a low voice. As soon as he'd finished speaking, the mobile phone screen lit up. The exclusive breaking news headline from the Hong Kong media flashed before their eyes again, and Liang Weining fretted over the news title, "Let's wait a bit longer." Chen Jingyuan's voice was slightly deep, "What are you worried about?" "My dad's blood pressure has been unstable lately." Years later, Mr. Chen gave an interview to the media, addressing personal issues. Reporter: "For you, what was the biggest obstacle in pursuing Mrs. Chen back then?" Mr. Chen paused for a few seconds, then smiled lightly, "My father-in-law's blood pressure." - High-ranking man X female secretary | 90% sweet | 8 years older.
The question to the star · 101.2K Views

Heavenly Ashes: Rise of the Forgotten

In a world where power is determined by cultivation, Ashen Wu is born with a shattered dantian, rendering him unable to cultivate. Mocked by his clan and abandoned by his father, he is left to fend for himself in the outskirts of the empire. However, when he stumbles upon an ancient ruin, he discovers the Ashen Codex—a forbidden cultivation method that defies the heavens themselves. But there is a price. The more Ashen cultivates, the more his body turns to ash, his life force burning away to fuel his strength. With every battle, he must walk the fine line between power and oblivion. As he unravels the secrets of the Ashen Codex, he learns that his fate is tied to a long-forgotten war between celestial beings and primordial demons. Armed with a body that withers with every breakthrough and a soul that refuses to yield, Ashen Wu embarks on a path that will shake the foundations of the cultivation world. Will he conquer destiny, or will he fade into nothingness like the ashes he commands? Key Cultivation Realms: Mortal Vein – The foundation of all cultivators. Spirit Ash Stage – Body begins to refine energy, but with Ashen’s technique, it starts burning away. Cinder Core Formation – His dantian, once broken, reforms into a core of embers. Eternal Ember Ascension – His very existence starts to merge with the Dao of Ash and Rebirth. Heavenly Ash God – The final step, where he transcends life and death, becoming the embodiment of destruction and renewal. Main Characters: Ashen Wu – The outcast with a body destined to burn away. A calm yet ruthless cultivator who values loyalty above all. Lan Yue – A mysterious woman with a celestial lineage, drawn to Ashen’s fate. She holds the key to the Ashen Codex’s true origin. Old Ghost – A sarcastic yet wise spirit residing within the Ashen Codex, guiding Ashen in his cultivation. Jin Tianlong – A prodigious cultivator of the Heavenly Dragon Sect, Ashen’s greatest rival and the embodiment of heaven’s will. Themes: Defying fate and destiny Power that comes with a cost Betrayal, revenge, and redemption The balance between destruction and rebirth Would you like me to expand on any part, such as specific fights, plot twists, or world-building?
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The Beginning Of The End

To the quiet despairs, the forgotten corners, the shadows that whisper secrets in the dead of night. To the nameless anxieties that burrow deep within the human heart, gnawing at the edges of sanity. This book is dedicated to the muted background hum of existence, the slow, insidious erosion of hope, and the persistent vibration of unease that resonates in the spaces between the stars. To the forgotten gods, the careless creators, and the indifferent universe that watches our struggles with cold, cosmic detachment. This is for the crumbling alleyways, the faded murals, and the abandoned buildings that echo with the silent stories of forgotten lives, lives as fleeting and fragile as the whispers carried on the wind. To those who wander the desolate landscapes of their own minds, grappling with existential questions that yield no easy answers. To those who find solace in the bleak pronouncements of nihilism and absurdism, who embrace the brutal honesty of the darkness, and who find a strange kind of peace in the face of utter meaninglessness. This book is for you. For those who carry the weight of unspoken burdens, the invisible wounds of loneliness, the ghosts of past disappointments that linger like shadows in the periphery of vision. For those who seek a connection, a purpose, a reason to rise each morning despite the gnawing emptiness that threatens to consume them. This is also a dedication to the unsettling silence of empty streets, the flickering streetlights that cast long, distorted shadows, the dissonant sounds that emanate from the unseen corners of reality. It's for the creeping sensation of being watched, of an unseen presence lurking just beyond the reach of perception. For those who feel the subtle distortions in the fabric of reality, the subtle anomalies that hint at something far stranger, far more terrifying, than the mundane reality they inhabit. To the city itself, a cold, uncaring beast, yet also a testament to human ambition and resilience, a canvas on which our hopes and dreams are painted, only to be washed away by the relentless tide of time. To the ordinary lives lived amidst the extraordinary, to the single grains of sand lost in the vast, unforgiving machine of existence. This is for the cosmic horror that seeps into the cracks of our everyday world, and the subtle echoes of the Genesis Event that resonate in the quietest moments. And finally, to the uncaring vastness of the cosmos, to the indifferent gods who created a universe both beautiful and terrifying, this is for the ultimate struggle between order and chaos, between light and darkness, and the journey of a single, insignificant man caught in the middle of it all..
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