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Solo Not So Solo Manhua Writer That Wasn't A Manhua Writer And Just Took A Look At Webtoons And Thought Why Not I Make A Ridiculously Long Titled Manhua So He Ended Up Doing This And Probably Not Going To Post Any Chapters So Don't Expect Much From Him Anyways, This Is The Whole Plot So Don't Bother Reading The Manhua Because This Is Now A Novel. (Official Title) This is the official title

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"The fate of all beings isn't determined on how righteous or evil a person was, but how that person forged its own path unfettered, unbothered by the morality of one's subconscious mind." Ling is a mysterious person. Being a rogue cultivator, no one knew about his origins. He seems normal in the eyes of people with a beauty unrivaled among men. But deep within, he's cunning and ruthless. His egoistic personality and disregard on the morals of a man was the driving force of his actions. With his wits, tactics, and cunning tricks, he achieved whatever he want for his own good and satisfaction. Anyone who stands in his way on his pursuit towards absolute strength will fall, like a tall proud trees being toppled down by a raging wind. With one of his prinicples, "Hesitance and ignorance are actions of the weak," he forged his own path to become the strongest, no matter how chaotic it is.

A chain of misunderstanding leads to a hidden fact. One day,Sadao started living in a house whose rent was so cheap.As you can think there would be a ghost.Sadao's weird life with it would be somewhere.

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Yin Li goes back in time but lacks the talent to succeed. How will he use his knowledge to build a better life for himself and become a Daoist?

“Not just a Cultivation novel. Each chapter a poem; each word a whisper of the Dao.” In a world where cultivation crumbles alongside the shattered Dao, he rises from a cursed bloodline to seize forbidden techniques, awaken ancient spirit beasts, and crush sects that stand in his way. Each breakthrough defies the heavens; each battle rewrites the path of immortality. This is the ultimate cultivation rebellion—where one man carves his own immortal Dao from the ruins of a dying age.

The story of an earth-god grave-robbing master who broke into the realm of fixing the true ... In the Peach Blossom Garden, there was a song. Outside the mountain, there are green hills and white bones. Five-flowered horse, thousand-gold robe, leaning on heavenly sword. I should be affectionate, chirping ghosts, and the beauty is thin and angry. Heaven and earth are boundless, whose flag is beating, the sky is falling, and the sky is yellow, and the buildings are high. Fight for loyalty! Fight for hegemony in troubled times! Hello, Xian Xia!

Devin Johnson is a 28 year old factory worker who has an entire month off of work. Depressed and bored he fell asleep in his room, only to awaken to a strange feeling.. Will shoot for 2k word chapters, if less I'm sorry I'm writing on my phone. I'll try to at least do 1k word chapters if not. Please enjoy!

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!