I Became a Sick Nobleman - Chapter 18: The Wizard Came (3)

Lucas is a homeless teenager who had everything taken away from him— his family, his home, his childhood. Even worse, he was born without any abilities in a world where humans with superpowers dominate.

All of that would change when a new dungeon appears before Lucas.

Thinking that it was a sign the gods have given him— that he should just give up and end himself, Lucas enters this dungeon without hesitation while expecting death.

However, inside the dungeon was not the end like Lucas had expected.

Instead, it was the beginning of his life of carnage.

Wielding the power of a «Hero», Lucas begins his journey of vengeance on the world that stole everything from him.

When she woke up again, she found herself become a peasant’s wife…

Xiao Yu’an was reincarnated into a novel. As a cut-sleeve teen emperor. ​Terrible, so sad. Because of this, Xiao Yu’an does his best to continue living. But! It’s fine if you guys want to fantasize about the male lead, but can you stop trying to climb into his bed? Yes he does treat the male lead well, but that’s only because he needs that main character halo!!

Xiao Yu’an: “Stop abusing the male lead!!! You guys aren’t scared but I wanna live!!!”

A story that starts out with Shou taking care of the Gong, then Gong takes care of the Shou.

- Description from Novelupdates

Xiao Nanfeng has a deeply held secret: he retains memories of his past life on Earth. Trained as a scholar and wise beyond his years, he leverages his understanding to free himself from captivity and embarks on the path of cultivation. His goal is to find his missing parents, ten years lost. Loyal allies will accompany him, and fierce enemies will deter him—but talented cultivator though he might be, Xiao Nanfeng's greatest strength has always been his mind.

Original Blurb: Beneath the vast firmament, the brilliance of an era is but a fleeting moment, a flash of fireworks that vanishes in the blink of an eye. Look down upon the land, through countless ages, and witness the rise and fall of civilizations. Immortal sects, vast empires, sanctuary and holy ground—all are but specks of dust against the backdrop of the heavens; the glory of millennia, reduced to ashes. Yet from the depths of ruin, new sparks emerge. You and I, we strive to become towering trees that would pierce through the heavens. What lies beyond the celestial dome?

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