If my talent falls short, I’ll make up for it with luck. While others exhaust themselves training, I have no need! Zheng Jian: A proper young hero? That’s impossible for me. Only by seizing every opportunity can I get by. Besides, traveling through the myriad worlds feels just like coming home—every world is ripe for the taking, and everyone there speaks so sweetly. I simply adore wandering the endless realms..

Some say that women of extraordinary beauty are often simple-minded—Old Jiu was half inclined to believe it. Others claim that women of great intelligence are always plain, and this Old Jiu found difficult to dispute. Still others insist that if one wishes for a son, one must wed an unattractive woman—at this, Old Jiu could only press his brow and heave a long sigh... Yet now, with the warm spring water flowing smooth as silk and the lantern light gently swaying, before him stands a beauty as fresh as a lotus rising from the pond. Who, pray, might you be? This story is entirely a work of fiction; any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. The new novel is set in a parallel timeline, imagining a world where the Great Qing dynasty endures three centuries into the future. Please support my latest work, "The Crown Princess’s Training: A Sequela of Time-Traveling to the Qing Dynasty." I hope you will enjoy it!.

Qiao Xi suddenly transferred to Yingran High School, renowned for its aristocratic reputation. Her new persona was that of a quiet, obedient student who spoke little. However, her previous identity was soon exposed—she was the Qiao Xi from Maple Sun High School. “You think we’re in a relationship just because I kissed you?” The refined vice president smiled at her. “That day… was April Fool’s Day.” “Qiao Xi, you belong to me!” The domineering president pulled her into his arms. “Come with me.” The childhood friend and school heartthrob took her hand and led her away..

“Ouch! Did someone beat me up? Why does my whole body ache?” “I saw you fall from the tree.” “Where are you from?” “Of course I’m Chinese! Isn’t it obvious?” “China? The clothes you’re wearing are rather strange.” “You’re the one dressed weirdly! Are you shooting a film or something? Where’s the crew?” On television, there was a report about the tomb of a prince, and among the burial objects was a pendant identical to her own. Out of curiosity, she sought out the place, witnessed a strange phenomenon, and tumbled off a cliff, only to be drawn by a mysterious force fifteen hundred years into the past. Her treasured pendant was lost during the journey. After coming to terms with this new reality, Zhang Xiaolan began striving to adapt to life in ancient times..

A boy, both unlucky and fortunate, finds himself transported to a world teeming with powerful figures. He seeks neither dominance nor conquest—only a carefree existence, wandering freely through this chaotic realm. This is a tale inspired by the flights of fancy of web novels, and yes, there is a hint of romance—but above all, the protagonist stands unmatched in strength. This is my very first novel. I do not ask for perfection, only that I see it through to the end. I hope for your support!.