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“lin, by marrying into my family, you’re living a matrilocal life. Not only do you have to abide by the Three Obediences and Four Virtues, you also have to cut connections with your family!” “That’s your own sister, so why should we spend our money to save her?” “Hmph, are you saying that it concerns a human life? What is your sister’s life worth? The Walters are a worthless family. Otherwise, why did you choose to be a live-in son-in-law here?” While Lin Walter rushing to the hospital, the mocking voices from Alima Bekerly his wife’s, family kept echoing in his ears as he was recalling them from memory…

“He was just another face in the crowd... until the system chose him.” : In a world where only the strong rule, Kiny was nothing more than a background character—ignored, overlooked, and powerless. That is, until the Upgrade System awakened within him, turning every defeat into power, and every failure into a stepping stone toward dominance. From a humble servant to a rising warlord, Kiny unlocks abilities no one has ever seen. But with power comes enemies—kings, beasts, and even gods want what he has. To survive, Kiny must evolve faster than anyone else. Can an ordinary man become the king of kings?

After suffering from a tragic accident, Theo gets transmigrated into a new world of magic. He must now triumph over other geniuses and rise to the peak. . . . I retain copyright to the book cover

Lin Jiang, a young man stripped of talent after the inner pathways of his body were shattered by the blast of a nearby battle. From that day forward, scorn and humiliation became the only road left to him. His life was steeped in suffering—cast out by his family, branded as worthless, treated as nothing more than refuse. Endless torment defined his existence. But one fateful day, Lin Jiang fell into the abyss of death. That descent marked the beginning of a new life. Within the depths of that deadly chasm, what awaited him? The Sword of the Dark Emperor—an artifact of shadow and ruin. Yet for a mortal child, it was also the first step toward the path of light.

There is a mystery cult called the Wudang cult in a world of ancient magic and strength. Eadric Rong, a regular student, uses martial arts to discover who he is on a secluded and scary mountain. But when he is bullied by a cocky elite disciple named Malakai Yan, his life drastically changes. Eadric Rong must muster the will to resist persecution and follow his dream of becoming a true master swordsman in a bloody conflict between power and social class. Eadric Rong fights to demonstrate that genuine strength originates from a sincere heart with the support of a devoted friend, Millie Xiao. However, a sinister force that jeopardizes the sect's tranquility lurks behind the curtain of brutal conflict. Eadric Rong and his allies need to prepare for a threat beyond simple intimidation. Will they successfully solve the Wudang Sect's riddle and defend the planet against impending threats? This captivating Eastern fantasy book is a story of sacrifice, friendship, and adventure. Discover his true destiny amid the menacing shadows and follow the epic journey of a regular student looking for light in the dark.

Three years ago, he was framed, crippled, and cast into the mud. Today, he discovered an altar that turns blood into power and stones into divine pills. ​The Dantian is broken? Fine. > The path to immortality is closed? I’ll punch a new one. ​Witness the rise of the last Ancient God in a world of deceptive Immortals. Strength is the only truth, and Mu Qiu has plenty of it.

The greatest assassin to ever haunt earth is killed by other assassins all plotting against him. Ensuring that they all die alongside him, the assassin garnered one death, a hundred survivals from death before that... and a hundred thousand kills in total. Idolized by the god of death himself for the great feats of the assassin, Rai is reincarnated into a new world. Owning the body of a boy who just died, the greatest assassin of earth will now go beyond in a land filled with magic and wonders.

Xavier Winthrop, the war God of Erindor with indomitable powers and resources, chose to retire and live an ordinary life with the woman he loves, only to be ruthlessly betrayed and stabbed in the back. Poisoned by the love of his life, his kidney stolen, and legs crippled, he faces the worst kind of agony. Watch as he returns to the spotlight and brings them to their knees. They beg for mercy, but mercy was a language not in his dictionary. All his enemies only have one fate—total annihilation.

"These are pretty minuscule spies, my lord," The leader said into his comms. They chattered among themselves. We had our hands up when they surrounded us. My throat clogged and I was running out of oxygen. I could barely think or breath. Mister Wigglesworth was talking briskly with bulging eyes to the colossal men and a rifle was lodged in his throat, he seemed frail and agitated. "Mort!" He threw the parcel into his hands. Mort winced when he failed to catch it. The box malfunctioned and I screamed at the blast and fell back into the shelter of more craters. I gasped. "What do I do with this?" His hand fidgeted on the and he dived behind a crate beside me while lasers flew. He panted and glanced at me holding on to the parcel. There was a skirmish going on. "I think I got hit." .... Remember when homicidal aliens were attacking us? This was now, yeah, it was kind of my fault. We were crouching like a couple of cowardly war veterans on a battlefield and Mister Wigglesworth! Of all people was out there holding them off. Mort held on to the prism parcel. My eyes were pale. I got hit by the parcel. I held on to my stomach. "Are you okay? Can you sit up straight?" He said. "No, it hurts," I did not feel like myself at all. I was not even in the mood to make snappy comebacks, I kept seeing double and all these color spectrums like I stared at the sun for too long. I was phasing in and out of consciousness. I thought I saw planets dying. I ducked over the end and focused on breath. [ System Activated ]

Gods and their Angel servants have been terrorising the mortal for millennia...Until 4000 years ago the Magic King at the time could no longer watch the tyranny and suffering caused by Angels and Gods. He gathered armies from every race and challenged the gods dying for the sake for freedom. Now the Magic Kings throne is empty. The world needs a new Magic King. More powerful than the previous Magic King himself and even surpassing the Gods.