The Nine Yang Sword Saint
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Empress Fu Yao [Volume 1] (COMPLETED)✔
The archaeologist "red-haired witch" made too big of a disturbance while excavating tombs, gloriously becoming a martyr in the midst of the grave chamber's collapse. Seventeen years later, she had transmigrated into the Five Regions Continent. The delinquent Meng Fuyao who struggled to survive in the lowest rungs of society, cast aside her boyfriend who was about to marry another person with a slice of his five fingers. "Believe me, she will be an absolutely perfect wife. With her by your side, you will be like an aristocrat and her luxury poodle - no matter where you go, your status will increase by a hundred-fold and complement each other perfectly." Forsaken love, abandoned like dog shit. From then on it was a boundless sky and open sea, a trek of ten thousand li. To obtain the Seven States seals, fight against the world first. For the hope of return in her heart, brazenly collide with the Machiavellian royalty of the seven states, uniting the outstanding and talented under the heavens through fortuitous meetings. And so, will this road of chanced affection go through the peak of heavenly mountains and the warmth of bonfires; the glint of sword shadows and the coldness of the glance backwards; the autumn sun's golden wind and the flying sweep of the robe sleeve; or that chilly moonlit forest and that sprint like an arrow's? Once love and that chosen, narrow path cross each other, which will prevail? She said, I can dedicate myself to you, but if you do not want my body of hot blood, then I must draw your blood. She said, the efforts of my entire life have run in the opposite direction of true love, so are the heavens laughing at me? Then I guess I can only laugh at the heavens. Three chi of torn silk, one zhang of spilt blood. A thousand li of expanded territory, ten thousand fallen corpses. One day the Luan and Phoenix will soar up with the winds, and Fuyao will rise straight up, ninety thousand li. (Not mine)Complete
Three Joys
In a world, where people are categorized into three groups- 'Chang ren' are the ordinary people, where as those in the highest tier are 'xie' signifying pure Yang bodies, and 'kao' are inherently Yin-bodied that possess the ability to give birth regardless of gender. Shen JingTing grew up neglected by his family, as he was a mere concubine son and an ordinary person, unlike his fifth sister who was 'kao' and was already engaged to two 'xie' sons of the four prominent family- The Xu Clan. When his fifth sister unexpectedly passes away, he's sent to the capital, unraveling a complex journey where he discovers his newfound 'kao' gender, replacing his fifth sister and becoming the shared wife of two 'xie' young masters alongside the legitimate eldest 'chang ren' son. Amidst this journey, echoes of a mystic past linger. "The fortune teller, stroking his beard, looked at me with a knowing gaze and uttered, "Child, your destiny is unusual. In your past life, you owed three people. In this life, whether it's good or bad, it's all closely tied to these three people." In a world where destinies entwine like delicate threads, can Shen Jingting navigate the intricacies of love woven into the fates of three mysterious souls? Will they guide him toward the embrace of happiness, or will they entwine him in the shadows of sadness? ___•••___ This is a translated Chinese DanmeiComplete
The archaeologist "red-haired witch" made too big of a disturbance while excavating tombs, gloriously becoming a martyr in the midst of the grave chamber's collapse. Seventeen years later, she had transmigrated into the Five Regions Continent. The delinquent Meng Fuyao who struggled to survive in the lowest rungs of society, cast aside her boyfriend who was about to marry another person with a slice of his five fingers. "Believe me, she will be an absolutely perfect wife. With her by your side, you will be like an aristocrat and her luxury poodle - no matter where you go, your status will increase by a hundred-fold and complement each other perfectly." Forsaken love, abandoned like dog shit. From then on it was a boundless sky and open sea, a trek of ten thousand li. To obtain the Seven States seals, fight against the world first. For the hope of return in her heart, brazenly collide with the Machiavellian royalty of the seven states, uniting the outstanding and talented under the heavens through fortuitous meetings. And so, will this road of chanced affection go through the peak of heavenly mountains and the warmth of bonfires; the glint of sword shadows and the coldness of the glance backwards; the autumn sun's golden wind and the flying sweep of the robe sleeve; or that chilly moonlit forest and that sprint like an arrow's? Once love and that chosen, narrow path cross each other, which will prevail? She said, I can dedicate myself to you, but if you do not want my body of hot blood, then I must draw your blood. She said, the efforts of my entire life have run in the opposite direction of true love, so are the heavens laughing at me? Then I guess I can only laugh at the heavens. Three chi of torn silk, one zhang of spilt blood. A thousand li of expanded territory, ten thousand fallen corpses. One day the Luan and Phoenix will soar up with the winds, and Fuyao will rise straight up, ninety thousand li. (Not mine)
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