chinese novel
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In the Buddhist temple’s elegant music, celestial dancers twirled gracefully. Under the eager gaze of the young lords and ladies, Lian Qiniang repeatedly invited Lady Luo to join, who finally accepted with a smile. During this era, wealthy families valued entertainment and self-expression. Dancing was particularly popular among the nobility. From their perspective, being invited…
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Ji Shaojun took the soy sauce into the kitchen. Chief Chen’s voice called out, asking him to quickly hand over the soy sauce. Lance, unfamiliar with Chinese cuisine, went to watch Dean Jian and Ji Heng play chess instead. Rather than the elegant game of Go, they were playing Five-in-a-Row. The two were evenly matched.…
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Ling Xi was extremely panicked. The silhouette looked like Madam Qin’s, but there were many people who looked similar in the world. Madam Qin was in Nanyang, and couldn’t possibly have come to Jianye. After leaving Lady Lu’s courtyard, the cold wind helped Ling Xi calm down a bit. Even if it really was Madam…
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The campus internet was average, but Ding Wenyang managed to refresh the page quickly. [Username: Ning Xiao Monthly Points: 0 Total Points: 2,717,458 Following: 2 Followers: 3] Nearly three million total points – how arrogant, Ding Wenyang thought. The preparation bell rang, and Ding Wenyang snapped back to reality. He made a sound of surprise…
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Only after crossing the Wangchuan River with her own body did she understand its true power. All the suffering imaginable in the mortal world gathered in these waters, shaking souls violently while leaving flesh unmarked. Rather than Wangchuan River, it might be better called the River of Suffering. Even with her cultivation, it was hard…
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Inside the palace gates, outside the Grand Marshal’s gate were government offices where court officials worked daily. At the border between the South and North countries, there were occasional conflicts. Recently, the South had been losing battles. The court was busy, with various officials discussing war matters rather than enjoying their usual leisure. In a…
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Life has meaning in every stage. Jiang Fuli had always had clear plans for his life. His desire to show her the beautiful and mysterious side of the world was genuine, as was his wish to take her to see the snow mountains. Time stretches long, Jiang Fuli thought. He wasn’t someone who usually tried…
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Water droplets fell from her eyelashes. Xing Shuishui couldn’t identify her emotions as she turned her head and spoke calmly: “Haven’t you all known who that cultivator was?” The ghost officer smirked. It was deliberate. How could such an expression appear on this dead thing’s face? Xing Shuishui looked at He Liansheng and spoke hoarsely:…
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After a night of wind and rain, the next morning found the courtyard and stone steps covered in flower petals like a delicate carpet. The garden was filled with fragrance. Tree shadows swayed and fell, layer upon layer, reflecting on the bamboo blinds. In summer, amid the vibrant growth of all things, there was also…
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“The Hidden City exists in the mortal realm, eternally shrouded in mist and fog—truly a city of mist. Few know of it. It belongs to no country or immortal clan, governed by a single city lord who rarely interferes. Here, humans, ghosts, cultivators, and spirits coexist peacefully. Compared to your violent cultivation world, it’s a…