PREVIEW

... eved that everything could be explained by science—even forbidden techniques had their own operating rules and traces to follow. This philosophy of rationality allowed him to perceive the world's essence and accomplish feats beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

When he initially cooperated with Zixu, it wasn't out of goodwill. His mentality was simple: I have the power to kill you, so why should I cooperate with you? You should be the one begging for an alliance to prove you're wor ...

YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
It's Actually Not Easy Wanting to be a Supporting Male Leadextra 5
 4.7k
4.5/5(votes)
YaoiComedyRomanceAdventure

In this period where countless supporting lead actors always attempt to counterattack, turn over a new leaf or simply refuse to take up the role, his purpose of existing is to fill the role of a good supporting male lead and uphold his duty to the best of his ability. To add the needed lustre to storylines and this world. Only, it’s a pity that someone who is not afraid of god-like enemies will be afraid of pig-like teammates.

Mrs. Huo is a CrybabyChapter 1194(End) Bonus : Married Life
 63.3k
4.7/5(votes)
Romance

Song Yaoyao had already died in her previous life. Her life ended on the day of her 19th birthday. Cause of death: heart failure.

Holding On to My ManChapter 110
 251k
4.7/5(votes)
YaoiActionRomanceFantasy

After an accidental death, in order to continue to live, Gu Bai had to choose to go through various wonderful books to complete tasks.

The Precious Sister of The Villainous Grand DukeChapter 181
 147
4.0/5(votes)
ComedyDramaFantasyRomance

Reborn as a sister of a villain with no blood or tears in a war-fiction novel. Anyway, that guy, who plays ‘my brother’ role, is a villain who will be sealed by the Main Lead after losing the war. So I just need to pretend to be his little sister until he disappears. No, at least that’s how I think … ‘Something in your right hand, is that the main lead’s head?’ My brother won the war. *** “What’s with the suitcase?” “Yes?” At the tip of Dietrich’s long finger, there was a package that I had wrapped up as soon as he left for the battlefield. “I asked what it is.” “It’s, It’s a travel bag, brother.” “Travel? Alone?” Dietrich’s dark eyes glistened. The man who had just returned from victory had a strange smell of blood from mu*der. “Will you leave me?”