I love to read. Pretty much everything, except fan-fic.
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The two guards glanced at each other with odd expressions and said, "We only heard Sect Master Ye call out 'White Crane Spreads Wings, Illusory Step Bright Palm, Bow Stance Kick, Turn Back and Draw' and other strange names for the moves."
Eastern · Chaotic Winter Melon Essence
The task is to have 10 disciples. Since he now has 4, simple arithmetic gives him 6. Why is he worried about percentages?
"Based on this pace, six more registered disciples, and the task will be completed,"
Eastern · Chaotic Winter Melon Essence
That's just the way society is. So what if we have laws when the richer person can just hire lawyers and drown you in court, or use their connections to get your case thrown out.
Just because, compared to these two men, he was the weaker one, did that mean he had to give in first and hand over the gold dog head?
Urban · Not Yi Fan
Last time I checked, pigs don't have wool.
Because he knew the business there was tricky, and those who didn't understand it would only get fleeced like fat pigs if they entered rashly.
Urban · Not Yi Fan
What does the author mean by nightwear? Is it an evening gown, pajamas, or a bodysuit (like spies, thieves, and assassins seem to favor)? Because that changes the entire mood.
This was a very beautiful woman dressed in tight black nightwear, which showcased her perfect figure, curves and all. But on her back was a long slash, bleeding continuously, a sight that was alarmingly heart-wrenching.
Urban · Master of Creation City
Explain to me how to be high profile and low key at the same time.
Without exception, those who live here are all high-profile figures in Zhonghai, including some prominent officials and discreetly low-key tycoons.
Urban · Master of Creation City
A javelin? Are they saying that he's long and thin, skinny as a pole? I'm confused about what the author wants to convey exactly.
His physique, like that of a javelin, hinted at the explosive muscles within. One could undoubtedly say that if the power within were to be unleashed, it would be enough to stun onlookers into open-mouthed shock.
Urban · Master of Creation City
How did he know? Author goes into detail on things that could be explained through the storytelling process and then just skips over this.
At first glance, Jonas knew that she was just a summoned beast. His gaze hovered over her for a second before it shifted to the next person that emerged right next to her.
Eastern · Neil_Ads
I'll give you three guesses.
His blood boiled in rage once more as he softly lifted her neck with his finger. "Which bastard did this to you?"
Eastern · Neil_Ads
A Grimoire is a book, it doesn't have to be said. That's like saying a Bible book or a dictionary book.
With a thought, the grimoire book disappeared from his line of sight. This was an ability that all grimoire summoners would be able to utilize. They can summon and unsummon their Grimoire book at will, as long as they have the Grimoire Summoning Energy for it.
Eastern · Neil_Ads
His gaze hovered below it, and there he saw his Innate Skill that anyone would automatically receive the moment they awakened a grimoire. Other than a few people who have the same Innate Skill, most people's Innate Skill were actually different. Of course, not all could awaken an Innate Skill.
Eastern · Neil_Ads
Your're missing the point.
"Let me ask you another one, who is Venus in Greek mythology?" Lin Xiaoqing turned and asked loudly.
Urban · Don't Eat Small Pumpkin
The Maasai tribe members actively hunt lions with just spears. Five people armed with bows, spears, and iron knives should have an easy time against one old leopard.
Competing with a hungry leopard for food was risky, even if this one was old and weak. Especially at such a close face-to-face distance, the explosive power of a four-legged animal was unimaginable, and even with five men, they couldn't afford to provoke the leopard at that moment. They could only retreat to a safe distance, and then collectively try to scare the leopard away.
War · Water-like Grace
This sentence should either be deleted or incorporated into the previous sentence. This was either poor editing or an attempt to stretch the word count.
This was Gao Yang's third dry season in Africa, which is to say, he had been stranded in Africa for three years now.
War · Water-like Grace
Shouldn't it be five men? Or is he not counting the one he knifed?
Gao Yang spent all his savings to go to Africa, arriving in Ethiopia before boarding the plane that would take them to the hunting grounds—or as it turned out, a plane to hell. Soon after, Gao Yang found himself in an unexpected gunfight, which led to a man who had never killed before taking the lives of four men and a hyena.
War · Water-like Grace
How exactly does any of that sound slow?
It all sounds slow, but everything happened very fast. From the moment Gao Yang took action to the end, only two to three seconds had passed, and by this time, the people who were farther from Gao Yang had just begun to react.
War · Water-like Grace
The craftsmanship of the knife was exquisite, clearly hand-made. The blade was about thirty-two centimeters long and five millimeters thick, with a drop point tip, and a flat grind. The guard was made of pure copper, and the handle was most likely made from Desert Ironwood Burls, attractive in both color and grain. The soul of the knife was the beautifully curved temper line on the blade, which not only added to its beauty but also indicated that it was a handmade carbon steel blade; most stainless steels can't achieve such a marvelous temper line and mass-produced goods from an assembly line wouldn't bother with tempering at all.
War · Water-like Grace
This seems too idyllic. Like the appearance of harmony is staged and the reality is hidden out of sight of the palace.
Back in their own realm, the arrival of such extraordinary beings would have sparked pandemonium, leaving the entire Earth reeling in shock and disbelief. Yet, in this extraordinary place, the denizens of diverse races coexisted without a trace of racism or discrimination. Harmony and acceptance seemed to permeate every corner, a testament to the profound unity shared by the inhabitants.
Fantasy · Dark_Bangali
Maybe a blue black, or some kind of a mana mutation.
William stood tall, his stature reaching an impressive six feet. His fair skin glowed with an ethereal radiance, complementing the striking contrast of his dark blue hair that cascaded with a silky sheen. His piercing blue eyes held an enigmatic depth, drawing others in with their mesmerizing allure. There was no denying that William was exceptionally handsome, his features chiseled and refined, exuding an air of timeless charm.
Fantasy · Dark_Bangali
I think it has something to do with becoming a monk. idk
"What's there to be afraid of? If Long Zhenchuan dares to spank him, I'm sure Long Tian Xing would definitely get a haircut in the first month of the lunar year."
The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal
Eastern · Chaotic Winter Melon Essence