PREVIEW

... .

“Uncle Qin, did she succeed?” Chen Fan turned around and asked.

Qin Yao emerged from behind Qin Changkong, and her aura underwent a subtle change, becoming slightly colder.

When he saw Qin Yao, Chen Fan realized that she had succeeded in fusing with the Bone Spirit Flame.

And she had also become an eighth-level cultivator.

Considering the Bone Spirit Flame’s mystical nature, she could be considered an expert even among those in the same cultivation realm ...

YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
MTL - I Deliver Food In a LamborghiniChapter 300 season finale
 48.6k
3.8/5(votes)
Romance

(Playful, cute and naive young lady x gentle and abstinent financial giant)

Nan Ge has been wanting to replace his Lamborghini recently, but he is short of tens of thousands of yuan. Under her hard work, her brother found her a good job with a sense of mission—Galaxy Stomach Guard Team, referred to as food delivery.

On the first day of work, she was physically and mentally strong all the way, and delivered the takeaway to Shen Yanqing, a boss in the wealthy district.

——

Shen Yanqing, a myth in the business world of Huai City, is a low-key person. Those who have worked with him all say that he is a cold banished fairy with a gentle skin. He seems gentle and polite, but in fact he is very unfeeling.

Once by accident, Shen Yanqing met a little girl he liked very much. He thought it would be difficult to see each other again, until he ordered a takeaway on a snowy day, the door opened, and a familiar figure stood at the door:

“Mr. Shen, good evening, I am the takeaway staff of irelyn restaurant, I wish you a pleasant meal!”

Shen Yanqing thought that Nan Ge was a poor little work-study student, and since then, she has been taking care of her work. Until one day his car broke down and he had to go out temporarily——

Nan Ge heard that he was in a hurry: “I have a car!”

When Shen Yanqing was still hesitating how to reject her little electric donkey that was leaking from all directions, she turned around and saw her take out the car key and press it lightly.

Not far away, the lights of a Lamborghini worth three million flashed:

“Why are you standing there, get in the car!”

“…”

(Introduction in one sentence: I drove a Lamborghini to experience life, and I loved me so much after I was the master of self-raiding  ̄▽ ̄)

- Description from novelbuddy

Primordial World: Big shots are all my friendsChapter 407 - 364, The Entire Heavenly Court Emerges
 1.2k
4.5/5(votes)
EasternXianxia

Bai Jin is reborn before the sanctification of the Three Pure Ones and is taken as a disciple by Tongtian. In a strong sense of crisis, Bai Jin embarks on his path of survival, currying favor with his elders, making powerful connections, subtly influencing the grand scheme of the ancient cosmos, and building a network of relationships to protect himself. In the process, Bai Jin also earns numerous accolades.Tai Shang: “Bai Jin possesses great wisdom!”Yuan Shi: “Among Tongtian's disciples, only Bai Jin is worth noticing.”Tongtian: “It's Bai Jin who understands me the best.”Zhun Ti: “When Bai Jin becomes shameless, this poor monk willingly admits defeat!”Duo Bao Rulai: “Bai Jin is a despicable, shameless, treacherous villain.”The Jade Emperor: “There is no one more loyal and righteous than my nephew, Bai Jin.”

Sign In Ten Years, Then I Am Exposed By My Gorgeous SeniorChapter 1518 - : Suppression!
 37.9k
4.6/5(votes)
FantasyActionXuanhuan

Ye Chen transmigrated to a fantasy world and realized that he had seven seniors in his clan, and all of them were of stunning beauty.

How a Former Pro Takes Advantage by Doing an Easy JobChapter 772
 2.2k
4.6/5(votes)
FantasyActionAdventureHistorical

It’s my 100th life!! This life’s genre is fantasy.By the way, am I a prince?My mother was a maid, and my father is a king. However, I’m just a prince who is born with blood from a lowly class.It’s actually good! Yeah! It’s pretty good to me!There are no followers and no right of succession. I mean, people don’t really care about my existence.‘This is a place where you can live easily, right?’