Hide And Cultivate In The East Palace, Only To Find The Prince Is A Girl - Chapter 646 - : Ji Xueyan’s Confession in the Asura Arena

“Dafeng Night Watchman” tells the story of modern policeman Xu Qian'an who traveled to the Dafeng Dynasty. As soon as Xu Qian'an traveled through time, he was involved in the case of the loss of his second uncle's tax silver. He was later implicated and imprisoned and faced exile, but he successfully solved the case with his past life experience and wisdom, rescued himself and his second uncle's family, and joined the night watchman organization. After that, he encountered various murders, political struggles, and entanglements with mysterious forces. He killed his superiors in anger to save the female relatives of the prisoners, was involved in the Sangpo case, participated in the struggle between Buddhism and the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters, and entered the sight of major forces. In the end, Xu Qian'an realized that his mission was to plead for the people and protect the weak. He began to run around for the people of the world, promoted the alliance between Dafeng and the Southern Xinjiang Gu Clan and the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters, and joined hands with Princess Huaiqing to launch a coup to save the people of the world. The novel combines a variety of cultural elements such as Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism, the demon clan, and sorcerers, showing Xu Qian'an's intelligence and detective skills.

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”

Living things really are ignorant – the greed to obtain the key to knowledge and the fundamentals of energy overpowers them. Little do they know that knowledge is full of lies and energy is the root of destruction. Us, mages, have mastered travelling through space and time. We are invincible, we can turn worlds into dust and you, mere ants, will be wiped out with no trace.

-Mage Adam

An A.I.(Artificial Intelligence) gets reincarnated into a world where he becomes a mage.

Poison — a cold-blooded assassin, abandoned by his family and cast into the shadows of the underworld. He lived without purpose... until a supreme being took notice.Just like that, everything changed.---In a world of swords and magic, rumors spread of a strange, otherworldly café. A place where both mages and ordinary people can enter foreign realms, fight legendary battles, and return with enhanced magical power and understanding.But there’s one rule whispered by all who know of it:Never offend the owner.He may look lazy, uninterested, and far too calm...But those who challenge him are never seen the same way again.They become “special slaves” — forever bound by punishment and magic, trapped in service to a man far more terrifying than he appears.---He owns the café. He controls the worlds. And now, he’s just getting started.