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After transmigrating into a beast taming world via a gacha draw, Liu Yi's first contracted pet is an Ice Fox. But her Ice Fox is a little... different. Not only does it train on its own initiative, it also has absurdly good luck — stepping up to do a ten-pull herself and landing a gold card. When everyone else's Ice Fox evolves into its ordinary form, hers evolves into a brand-new form entirely, growing two tails and stunning the crowd. Inside the Myriad Realm Secret Realm, she not only brings home a Dragon-type pet, but also gets chased down by a supreme-tier species trying to give her their egg. From then on, every member of her roster is one-of-a-kind. With a team full of extraordinary pets, Liu Yi sets off on a path to dominate the league. Opponents: This isn't fair! Liu Yi: Well... they really do just work that hard on their own. There's nothing I can do about it.

At the Sect Assembly, I casually pulled an ancient zither from my robe. The entire venue fell silent. Eldest Senior Brother asked in a trembling voice, "Is that... the Phoenix-Perch Zither that has been missing for a hundred years?" Remaining unfazed, I casually took a hairpin from my hair. Eldest Senior Sister screamed, "That's the divine artifact, the Qingwu Hairpin!" Later, the entire cultivation world was abuzz with rumors that Lin Zhiyue possessed a portable abode filled with countless ancient spiritual tools and even divine artifacts. Only Lin Zhiyue knew that these outfits were just fashions provided by her system. Today she wanted to wear Mist-shrouded Verdure; tomorrow, she would wear Flowing Fire and Scarlet Stars. As for the day after— The damn system suddenly popped up a window: [The limited-time card pool "Mystical Lady of the Nine Heavens" is now open! Collect the full set to unlock flying special effects. Don't miss out!] I looked at the 48 pieces in the pool, along with the facial makeup and hairstyles that required spending money, and fell into deep thought.

Help! Yun Heng actually transmigrated into a cultivation novel as a cannon fodder who couldn't survive past three chapters. The original novel's female protagonist was blessed by heavenly destiny and protected by influential benefactors; with a single casual word, she could ruin Yun Heng's reputation and leave her with no place to be buried. What was she to do? Ding! Congratulations to the host on binding the Card Draw System. Initiating a 10-pull now. What? A Card Draw System? And so, Yun Heng embarked on a point-of-no-return path of earning Awe Points to draw cards... ——— Immaculate Spiritual Root? Test it! Ding, Awe Points +900! Mid-stage Nascent Soul? Fight them! Ding, Awe Points +2100! Martial Inquiry Arena's Nascent Soul Leaderboard? Climb it! Ding, Awe Points +9000! Void Refinement elder? Beat them up! Ding, Awe Points +30000! ——— While others relied on heavenly destiny to turn disaster into good fortune, she relied on drawing cards to turn dead ends into fatal traps for her enemies. Falsely accused of theft? She whipped out a Shadow-Tracing Talisman on the spot, overturning the verdict in public. No one to back her up? She summoned the ancient clan's Command Attendant, striking the entire sect silent. When the original female lead tried to snatch her opportunities, she cut her off and hijacked the secret realm first. When sects and major families tried to probe her background, she let them run wild with their imaginations, conjuring up a secluded ancient clan that had been hidden from the world for tens of thousands of years. ——— At first, everyone thought she was merely lucky. Later, as the Shadow Guards returned to their posts, ancient swords resounded once more, and the relics of the former clan saw the light of day again— Only then did they realize... The secluded ancient clan behind Yun Heng had never been a lie. Every single card she drew was awakening an era erased by heavenly destiny.

"Oh! Miss Witch, you truly are the most alluring one in the world!" "Heh~ It seems you've finally noticed my flawless face." "No, no, no—" Lynn shook his head solemnly. "I meant your [Element Affinity], [Potion Mastery], and [Innate Talent]..." "These traits are just way too enticing!" He burst into laughter. "Come on, we're practically best buds! Let me borrow those traits for a bit, yeah?" "...Who the hell is your best bud?!" ... As a mob villain noble in the game, Lynn discovered that he could copy other people's talent traits. The genius witch's [Astral Body]? Gimme that! The Cathedral Saintess's [Hymn of Salvation]? Hook me up with a copy! The Imperial Princess, the overpowered heroine... None of you are getting away, either! Wait a minute... Why are their gazes turning more and more dangerous after I poached their traits? "Lynn, did you really think you could take something from a witch for free?" "Pay it back with your own body!"

There are seven Witches on the Red Moon Continent. The First Witch cursed the night. Since then, no one has dared wait alone until dawn. The Second Witch cursed language. Since then, speaking one’s true feelings has become the greatest luxury in the world. The Third Witch cursed memory. Since then, whenever heavy snow falls, people forget who they are. The Fourth Witch cursed appearance. Since then, even those closest to each other may not see each other’s true face. The Fifth Witch cursed desire. Since then, the more one possesses, the hungrier one becomes. The Sixth Witch cursed flaws. Since then, imperfection has become more terrifying than death. The Seventh Witch cursed fate. Since then, everyone’s life has been written in advance. The world fears them, worships them, and calls them calamities, divine punishment, and unstoppable natural disasters. But no one knows that the birth of the Seven Witches was simply because one player grinded achievements a little too hard. He had been a saint, a mentor, a savior. He had also been someone’s elder brother, someone’s confidant, someone’s one and only. It was just that at the end of every relationship, he faked his death and ran. Five hundred years later, Hiso returned. Only this time, the former min-maxing player had become Sophie: a silver-haired, red-eyed vampire girl with trash-tier stats in all five attributes and maxed-out Charisma. Sophie: “Is there, perhaps, a possibility that Hiso is already dead?” The Witches: “That’s all right.” “We’ll piece you back together.”

Transmigrating into the cultivation world, Su Yueli found herself completely devoid of Bone Talent, forever barred from the immortal path. After saving a martial artist by chance, she took him as her master and stepped onto the martial path. Without talent, she would simply practice over and over again! Time flew, and the world changed. Twenty years passed in the blink of an eye, yet Su Yueli found that her appearance had not changed at all. She, it seemed, had achieved longevity. But with a male soul in a female body, Su Yueli could neither marry a wife, take a husband, nor fall in love. Thus, she could only throw herself entirely into the martial path. As eras shifted and years rolled by, even the weeds on her master's grave had somehow cultivated enough to take on human form. As old friends withered away one by one, Su Yueli finally realized that longevity was a sort of curse. The only thing that would ever keep her company was the wind from her fists. Countless millennia later, when the Immortal Venerables of the Nine Heavens unleashed their sky-covering magic treasures, treating all living things like straw dogs, a young girl with not a single trace of spiritual energy stepped up into the Nine Heavens and casually threw a punch. In an instant, blood qi roared, the void collapsed, and the gods and Buddhas beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, along with their arrogance, were thoroughly and physically delivered to the afterlife by this single punch. "My name is Su Yueli, just an ordinary mortal martial artist." "Today, we only talk physics, not immortal spells."

Xue Mingzhao transmigrated into a cultivation novel. The good news: She didn't transmigrate as the vicious female villain. The bad news: She didn't transmigrate as the female lead either. The even worse news: She transmigrated in her physical body—without a backer, without cultivation, to the point where even a stray dog on the street could wipe the floor with her. To survive, she decided to leech off the female lead's opportunities and secure a place to stay. Instead of leeching any opportunities, however, she ended up joining the dirt-poor Grand Primordium Sect. The sect was penniless, with spiritual energy so thin even a dog would turn its nose up at it. Oh well, since she was already here. The female lead's big opportunity? Snatched. The female villain's treasure? Swiped. The male lead's secret treasure? Sorry, first come, first served. Eventually, the sect turned its fortunes around, and her senior brothers and sisters all made a name for themselves. Just when she thought she could finally kick back and relax, the true secrets of this world began to surface. Only then did Xue Mingzhao realize— Her arrival in this world was no accident at all. Looking at her fellow disciples standing behind her, Xue Mingzhao rolled up her sleeves: Alright then, guess I'll save the world while I'm at it.

Good news: He transmigrated into the world of a yuri galgame, and he is the only male character with a handsome character illustration. Bad news: The character he transmigrated into is Greg Sass, a villain maliciously designed by the developers to have a staggering 1,380 death CGs in the original game. To escape every possible death ending, Greg has no choice but to enter a dungeon that is just as dangerous. Relying on the cheat ability he has just obtained, he plans to hole up there until the protagonist clears the true ending. After that, he can finally return to the surface and enjoy a happy, peaceful life. Unfortunately, the goddess of this world and the heroines do not seem willing to let him have his way. Greg: “What do you mean the Demon King is just some roadside trash mob, and the real threat is inside the dungeon?” “And why are they all looking at me like that? I don’t want to see blood flowing like rivers! Aaaaah!!!”

Congratulations, you have transmigrated into your favorite game from your past life! Now, please choose your opponent: Will it be the imperial princess whom you publicly humiliated and who now harbors a jealous grudge against you? Will it be the duke's legitimate daughter whose engagement you forcefully broke, disgracing her family's honor? Or will it be your adopted younger sister, whom you bullied for years and who is now set to replace you as heir to the family? Or perhaps you'd rather defect to the demon princess and become a traitor to humanity? In response, Erich Edmond—who has just transmigrated as a villain—decides to take his status panel and head off to the Abyss to earn some gold first.

The living beings of this world bear extraordinary bones within their bodies, capable of engraving and carrying countless wondrous arts. With them, they wield great power: conjuring fire and summoning wind, commanding thunder and lightning, swallowing the sun and plucking the stars, suppressing demons and imprisoning gods. These are... Divine Ability Bones. Those who possess them are called... Divine Ability Practitioners.

Transmigrated into a xuanhuan world, Ye Ling becomes the background clan sister fated to be nothing more than a supporting character in the story. No top-tier talent? No mysterious inheritance? Doesn't matter! The golden finger "Heaven Rewards Diligence" manifests in reality — one part effort, several parts reward. Techniques and martial arts can all be swiftly perfected. Sword in hand, she trains tirelessly day after day in swordsmanship and martial techniques, her cultivation advancing by leaps and bounds. Faced with covetous rivals and challengers, her swordsmanship is sharp and merciless — she crushes her peers through sheer strength. No romantic entanglements, no love affairs — fully focused on cultivating and growing stronger throughout. So what if I'm just a background character? I forge my own path, sword in hand — through diligence alone, I'll reach the summit and carve out the life I want!

The game Tribulation of Ten Thousand Races had a notoriously toxic plot flaw: forced garbage right at the start—the stunning Sword Immortal Bai Zhirou was guaranteed to suffer a scripted death, forced to detonate her Sword Heart to forcefully balance character stats. Yet, the game had crazy high replayability. Players could be righteous cultivators upholding justice or demonic practitioners wreaking havoc across the land. Although every playthrough got stuck right at the point of ascending to the Immortal Realm, each run offered a brand-new experience. Jiang Ye, a professional power leveler wearing a brain-computer helmet, launched his tenth playthrough. But this time, he hit a bug—he could actually control the character early! Without hesitation, he took over the battlefield! Jiang Ye: "Hehehe, get wrecked, you scrubs!" He easily cleared the so-called "scripted death." Looking at the successfully activated Sword Heart, his lips curled up into a wild smirk, only to discover in shock: Where is my log-out button? Who stole it?! Jiang Ye: Oh crap, why can't I control the character again? Oh crap, how did the character develop her own consciousness? Oh crap, I really became the old mentor spirit! Talk about three craps in a row... ------------- Facing a genius of the demonic path, Jiang Ye executed a Perfect Dodge. "Huh, the Ah San dodge mod is still working? Watch my Ah San Execution then—yep, still as flashy as ever." Bai Zhirou: "Heh, I might as well throw this body away..." Years later, when a Demon King descended to annihilate countless living beings and the ten thousand races fell into despair... "Clang, clang, clang..." The familiar sound of parrying echoed once more. "Sword Immortal Bai! She's here! She's marching in with her custom BGM!"

Olivia wakes up to find herself transported to another world—one where supernatural powers are real. Empires wage constant wars, and heretical organizations emerge without end. And she herself… has become a nun planted inside the Church as an undercover agent for a heretical sect? This is bad. Very bad.

[Single Heroine + Two Strong Leads + Elite Backgrounds + Superpowers + Genius Leads + Romance Fluff + No System + Decisive Killing + Academy + Official Organizations] [A slightly realistic superpower world, following the battles and daily lives of official agents in the age of abilities.] Everyone knows the trope of ten thousand swords returning to their master, but has anyone ever thought about what happens to all those swords after they are done flying around? Luo Yang: “I suggest sending them all to me.” After transmigrating into the body of a wandering prodigy from a top-tier family, Luo Yang has been feeling rather depressed lately. As an external expert for the Farstar City Sanctioner Coordination Bureau, his equipment supply has recently been restricted. The reason is simple: his ability allows him to freely control weapons, but it comes with one nasty side effect. Any weapon he controls will break down on the spot before long. Low-tier weapons are little more than thirty-second consumables in his hands. High-tier weapons can last ten minutes at most. Even if some god handed him a divine artifact, once it fell into his hands, its final fate would still be turning into a pile of scrap metal. Feeling the sting of poverty, the bureau chief had no choice but to limit Luo Yang’s field assignments and restrict his equipment supply. Just as Luo Yang was worrying over the loss of his fieldwork bonuses, he discovered that Qiu Shubai, his fellow bureau member, academy top-ranker, untouchable ice queen, wealthy young lady, and walking ATM, was secretly moonlighting as an underground assassin for a special agency. “Miss Qiu, you wouldn’t want your family to find out you’re working as an assassin, would you?” “You… what do you want?” “Lend me your sword.” “Lend me your handgun.” “And if you don’t mind… how about lending me yourself too?”

“Senior Brother, why has your cultivation improved so quickly? Do you have some kind of secret?” “You should talk more with your cultivation technique and raise its affection level. Occasionally give your technique some gifts, then have special interactions with it during certain festivals. Finally, during the mysterious inner event of the technique, confess your feelings to it! Once the technique agrees to be with you and shows you its special CG, your cultivation technique will be perfected.” “…?”

A veteran player, the sole server-wide Arcane Emperor of the full-dive VRMMO Divine Realm Era, the legendary Grand Archmage — Leo — at the very last moment before the game shut down, not only failed to log out, but was instead summoned into another world. Wait. Where the hell did I get dropped into? Crashing down like a meteor, Leo discovered that before the magic circle kneeling in a duck-sit posture was a silver-haired, red-eyed, twin-tailed beautiful girl. “In the name of Lucrezia Sylvania, the final bloodline of the Sylvania Kingdom, I summon you!” “My servant! Descend here and pass judgment! With your power, completely annihilate these lowly trash fish!” Leo looked at the murderous pursuers surrounding him, then at the three Command Seals on the back of his hand, and finally at the master, Lucrezia, standing before him — and slowly typed out a question mark. “Did I seriously just turn into a contracted beast!?”