Haunted houses spell death—enter at your own risk! While mos...

As an alien, Li Miao adhered strictly to the Interstellar St...

As the saying goes, when one rises to immortality, even the ...

When the Lotus of Heaven blooms, it unlocks the gates betwee...

Mythical Journey is an immortal cultivation novel written by...

Let cultivation techniques soar freely, shattering the rigid...

Recalling the days of the glorious Kaiyuan era, even the sma...

In the year 197, during the Battle of Wancheng, Zhang Xiu le...

This was the best of times, an era of unparalleled splendor ...

Old Li found himself transported back in time, landing in th...

Wishing for death yet unable to die, yearning to ascend yet ...

Reborn in 1995, Zhang Ye set his sights on building a true c...

Haunted houses spell death—enter at your own risk! While most shudder at the mere mention of such cursed dwellings, I have made a profession out of them. By a twist of fate, I became a dealer in haunted properties. Soul-locking copper bowls, the Eight Serpents entwining the Dragon, paper effigies offering birthday blessings, the Bridge of Shadows that alters destinies... Ten of the most bizarre and terrifying haunted houses, their case files revealed anew! Behind each accursed home lies a chilling, secret tale. (The audio novel is now also available on Himalaya FM.)

As an alien, Li Miao adhered strictly to the Interstellar Standard Code of Conduct, silently blending into the world of cultivation. With an unconventional perspective, he began to analyze this entire realm through a lens unlike any other.

As the saying goes, when one rises to immortality, even the chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. Ji Yao, who was reborn into the world of cultivation, thought that with a powerful figure behind her, her future would be smooth and worry-free. Who could have guessed that the path of cultivation would be filled with splitting mountains and cleaving seas, exhausting her to the bone? In the end, she realized it was nothing more than a journey to fill in the pits left behind by others... Well, so be it. Perhaps it's better to seek amusement elsewhere! The thrill of watching drama is fleeting, but to indulge in it endlessly—why is it so difficult? Until one day, when the drama landed squarely on her own head, Ji Yao could only say, "Senior Brother, I can’t handle this anymore!"

When the Lotus of Heaven blooms, it unlocks the gates between two realms, yet the heart of the Way is sealed within a jade vessel. With a flick of the fingers, three thousand cycles are mastered; once the Celestial Elixir is complete, it is brewed within a single cauldron. This is the tale of an endless journey upon the immortal path!

Mythical Journey is an immortal cultivation novel written by Dongfang Baihua... The story took place at the end of summer in 2006, when I had just started university. Though it was already September, the heat still lingered; the blazing sun in the sky scorched the world below, making the sweltering air almost unbearable. By the time I arrived at Tianjin Medical Academy, burdened with my luggage of all sizes, I was drenched in sweat. After registering at the check-in counter, I wasted no time inquiring about the location of my dormitory and hurried there without delay. Upon finding the room, I pushed open the door and saw a slender, dark-skinned young man sitting on a bunk. As soon as he saw me enter, he immediately stood up, grinned broadly, and revealed a set of dazzlingly white teeth that sharply contrasted with his complexion. I guessed he must be my roommate, so I greeted him with a smile, “Hello...”

Let cultivation techniques soar freely, shattering the rigid hierarchies of the immortal world. Let cultivators arm themselves with instant noodles and cigarettes, embarking on journeys of training whenever their hearts desire. The protagonist once aspired to become a peerless powerhouse, but, hindered by mediocre talent, achieved nothing after years of toil. To survive, he devoted himself to entrepreneurship, forging bonds with heroes and legends, investing in promising youths, and establishing a vast enterprise within the world of cultivation. Step by step, he crafted a more humane realm for practitioners, laying the foundation for a legacy that would endure through the ages.

Recalling the days of the glorious Kaiyuan era, even the smallest towns sheltered ten thousand households. Rice flowed like oil and millet gleamed white; granaries, both public and private, brimmed with abundance. In the fourth year of Kaiyuan, the Tang Empire stood at its zenith, and Chang’an of Jingzhao was, without equal, the most splendid city on earth. Li Bai, Du Fu, He Zhizhang, Wang Wei, Meng Haoran, Wang Changling, Wang Zhihuan, Wang Han, Cen Shen—illustrious literati whose names would echo through the ages—were about to make their grand entrance. Wang Zhongsi, Zhang Shougui, Li Yi, Geshu Han, Gao Xianzhi, Guo Ziyi—heroes whose deeds, for better or worse, would shape history—stood ready to take the stage in turn. Zhang Xu, Wu Daozi, Pei Min, Gongsun Daniu, Xu Hezi, Li Guinian—masters and geniuses of their arts—were soon to etch their names into the annals of time. Born in a flourishing age, Du Shiyi, a once celebrated prodigy now faded into mediocrity, cared not for the fate of the empire, but for how to live his second life with greater brilliance. In the radiant Tang dynasty, there was boldness and pride, unwavering self-assurance, generals rising and officials ascending, palaces opening to the heavens, and envoys from myriad nations bowing before imperial majesty.

In the year 197, during the Battle of Wancheng, Zhang Xiu led ten thousand troops in a sudden assault. The leader, Cao, demanded of his generals, "Who among you will drive back the enemy?" Cao Ren replied, "My lord, grant me just eight thousand men, and I will capture Zhang Xiu alive on the battlefield." Yu Jin declared, "My lord, give me five thousand soldiers, and I will surely repel Zhang Xiu." Cao Hong boasted, "My lord, with four thousand troops, I'll bring Zhang Xiu back to drink with us." Yue Jin said, "My lord, with just three thousand men under my command, I will defeat Zhang Xiu." Then Cao Ang stepped forward: "My lord, I require only two thousand men—no, eighteen hundred will suffice." In the corner of the command tent, the transmigrator Cao Xin curled his lip in disdain. Damn, even on Cao’s side, the competition is this fierce. Without joining the fray, there’s simply no chance to stand out. "No need to argue," he said, stepping forward with a massive iron spear slung over his shoulder. "I’ll go alone." Thus began his transformation into the ultimate contender, toying with the Three Kingdoms at his whim.

This was the best of times, an era of unparalleled splendor and glory, bequeathing to future generations the proud name of the Tang people. Yet it was also the worst of times, for flames of war raged along the borders, and the seeds of internal strife had already taken deep root in this land. Who was it that rode upon a celestial vessel through the void, singing night after night across these boundless rivers, mountains, and fields? With but a word spoken from those eloquent lips, the entire flourishing Tang dynasty came alive!

Old Li found himself transported back in time, landing in the Tang dynasty as the biological daughter of Empress Wu Zetian. In order to live safely and comfortably, this ordinary man—who had never passed a single history exam, whose humanities grades were abysmal, and whose sciences were only mediocre—resolved to become the most cherished little darling to his royal parents, a sweet and lovable child. His goal was to be adored by everyone, to win hearts wherever he went… At first, he only hoped to witness history and quietly grow old in this world. Yet, as he became more and more immersed in the era, he realized he could no longer remain a mere bystander.

Wishing for death yet unable to die, yearning to ascend yet forever earthbound—thus, Jiang Yu shamelessly clung to life for five thousand years... The new novel is now explosively serialized.

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