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Tittle : After The Despised Adopted Son Was Forced Into an Arranged Marriage

Alternative : 萬人嫌養子被迫聯姻後[穿書]

Author : 惗肆

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“Let me correct that, I wasn’t forced! I volunteered!”

Bai Xu, a genius investor, suddenly finds himself transmigrated into a novel about the power struggles of a wealthy family, becoming the most despised adopted son of the Bai family.

The original host was an orphan who became the nominal young master of the Bai family only because a fortune teller once said his fate was strong enough to ward off disasters.

The original host had good looks but was timid and dull, holding the title of young master in name only, even the servants could bully him.

Things worsened after the powerful patriarch of the Bai family passed away. For business interests, the Bai family members forced the original host into a marriage with the third young master of the Shang family, who was in a coma due to a car accident, under the pretext of a ‘bringing good fortune’ wedding.

Within less than a year, the original host was used and ultimately died in the Shang family’s power struggles.

Bai Xu, having just transmigrated for three days, found himself in the midst of a grand forced marriage scene.

Facing the scheming and calculating members of the Bai family, Bai Xu glanced at his unconscious fiancé on the hospital bed and proactively said.

"Marriage is ultimately a matter between the two families. Since my future fiancé isn't available, just transfer the bride price and dowry directly to my account once you’ve settled everything."

The Bai family members, caught off guard by his blunt demand for money: "?"

After the terms were settled and the ward door closed, Bai Xu hummed happily: “Tsk, tsk, tsk, good-looking but in a coma, wealthy family but can't control me. Where else could I find such a perfect deal— an effectively null and transparent marriage? It’s practically free money~”

Shang Yanxiao, who was pretending to be in a coma: "......”

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Tittle : After the Fall of the First Sword Cultivator

Alternative : 第一劍修隕落後

Author : 若鴦君

Raw : jjwxc

Chen Moqing, the young genius of the Tianshu Sect, once sealed a demonic god with a single sword, dominated across the Nine Thousand Prefectures, and stood as an unparalleled prodigy in the sword path, far beyond the reach of his peers.

But in a single day, he fell from the clouds. His sword shattered, his body broken, his innate talent utterly destroyed, reduced to a cauldron pursued and plundered by all.

Only when he was cornered and hunted down by his own sect in the northern border of Zhou Country that he realized the protagonist of this world was a transmigrator with a 'system', and that he had stood in the way of the transmigrator's path to becoming the 'male lead'.

The northern border of the Zhou Country was a desolate wasteland, rumored to be the place where the Demon Emperor fell thousands of years ago.

A few days later, Chen Moqing awoke at the bottom of a cliff, his spiritual roots shattered. In his arms, a round, fluffy little ball was gnawing at his fingertips, whimpering and crying from hunger.

Cang Shun: "Meow."

Chen Moqing: "......"

The first sword cultivator of the Tianshu Sect, Chen Moqing, had fallen. His sword, 'Chenjie', was claimed by a newly-joined disciple who received all the sect's favor.

Later, a black-robed demonic cultivator emerged in the cultivation world—aloof, pale, and solitary, unmatched in the art of talisman though not skilled with the sword.

At the centennial cultivation competition, the new prodigy of the Tianshu Sect held Chenjie, looking down upon all contenders—only to be thrown off the high platform in under ten moves by that black-robed demonic cultivator.

The Tianshu Sect was thrown into chaos, intent on suppressing the demonic cultivator.

In front of the entire sect, the demonic cultivator removed his mask. Holding Chenjie, his dark robes stained with blood, his presence towering and majestic. It was none other than the former first sword cultivator, Chen Moqing.

Perched on Chen Moqing's shoulder, a snow-white fluffy ball licked his cheek, revealing deep crimson eyes—just like those of the terrifying Demon Emperor thousands of years before.

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