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 When the time of morning arrived where the rain had stopped at the break of dawn, the sky continued to look cloudy and dark. Every lock to the cell of the buildings were unlocked for the slaves to step outside and do work which would be assigned by the guardsmen and the warden. A metal rattled over the iron bars waking every one of them in the early hours of the day.
 Penny rubbed her eyes with the edge of her palm, getting up to see the door of the cell open which made her feel slightly relieved. This meant the slaves weren't bound inside the cell room which was good news to her. At least there was a thread of hope and for a drowning man, a thread of hope was sometimes more than enough but she was yet to explore the world in here which was unknown to the outside world where she had come from.
 She had only stepped out of the cell when she came to see many slaves walking past her. She noticed the way the lights in their eyes had vanished and looked dead without any expression, "Where are we going?" She asked her cellmate who started to walk to join the other slaves. Penny hurried to walk beside her with the rest of the slaves down the little corridor.
 "You will see."
 Penny wished her cellmate could give her more information in her replies but everything she said left a mystery which she wasn't exactly looking forward to. It was only after she saw the other slave's faces didn't she feel better to have someone who at least spoke.
 "You have come on a fine day, Penny. Meet the warden. Make sure you never cross him. No matter what never fall under his eyes," said the woman. Penny's eyes searched near the walls to see a man in uniform who looked young to be called as the head in charge of the slave establishment. He had sharp red eyes that scanned the slaves that walked past him.
 Just before their eyes could meet, she turned to look ahead of her. A wise decision would be to listen to the person who had lived here longer than she had. It made her question as to how long it had been since the woman had been living here. By looks, she didn't appear to be of her age and would have been someone who was at atleast five to six years older to her.
 The slaves abruptly stopped and she wondered what had happened before she heard one of the guardsmen order them not so nicely, "Strip you, slaves!"
 What? Her eyes bulged wide. Her head snapping left and right to see the slaves around her starting to shed their clothes. Where they serious?!
 She was in no way taking off her clothes in front of so many unknown strangers. It wouldn't have mattered if she even knew them! Stubborn, she stood with no indication of removing the clothes that she wore when the guardsmen who had given the order noticed one of the slaves who hadn't moved an inch.
 "Didn't you hear what I said? Remove your clothes," the guardsman who spoke to her was buff in the physique. Pricky beard covering his jaw which was currently clenched at the disobedience caused by one of the slaves.
 Even after hearing the guardsman's coarse voice which was demanding, she continued to stand still without any movement. This caught many slaves attention who had been removing their clothes until they were n.a.k.e.d, letting the material fall on the floor before picking it up with their hands. It wasn't just the slaves but also the other two guards who had been stationed to make sure the slaves behaved while enjoying some of the views that was presented every morning in the slave establishment.
 "Remove your clothes," whispered her cellmate so that the guards wouldn't hear her speak. Seeing the girl not lift a finger or react she wondered if she had gone insane. She had told her to keep a low profile in front of the warden but instead, she had decided to against the word of the guardsman right now.
 Up until now, Penny had never stripped herself n.a.k.e.d in front of anyone and she wasn't going to do it because the man had asked her to.
 The warden of the slave establishment who had been looking at the scene quietly from the other side of the corridor raised his hand for the guardsman to shut his mouth immediately before he could bark any orders. He used his fingers to speak to the buff guard who nodded his head to the orders that were passed by the mere indication of fingers.
 "You stay here," the guardsman barked at the girl who was definitely new to the slave establishment, "The rest step into the shower and clean yourself. Make sure to be presentable as tomorrow you will be picked to be taken to the market," he got the others moving while placing his to stop the girl from moving forward to join the rest of the n.a.k.e.d slaves.
 Penny kept a straight face not showing any sort of weakness but she wasn't sure how long she could maintain it. Internally she was scared. So scared that she wanted to bolt from there which right now was impossible. The guards had gone inside the large room where the slaves were sent to take a shower while she stood outside not realizing that the warden was right behind her with his personal guardsman. Watching her under his light-coloured red eyes.
 One second she heard a snap of fingers and the next moment she was dragged by a guard to be pushed to a room where there was no window. A lantern burned brightly but it wasn't bright enough to light the black walls that surrounded it.
 She stumbled forward, falling almost on the table that was in front before she managed her footing to turn around to use her mouth to speak. It was when the Warden arrived she closed her mouth thinking if what she had done was right. This wasn't her village who was asking her to do something but the slave establishment. As the realization began to sink in, she took a step back away from the man who entered the room to have the guardsman close the door behind him with a click.
 The man was tall who towered over her height not that she was short but this man was really tall. A scar ran diagonally over his lips, his eyebrows thick and dark, his eyes holding malice which she hadn't noticed previously due to the distance she had noted him before.
 This wasn't good, thought Penny to herself. Her cellmate had told her to not get noted by this man and she had done just that on her first day here.
 He stepped closer to her, one step after another as her heartbeat spiked up in fear. She stumbled away from him and near the table, going around as one of her handheld the surface of the wooden furniture. Not able to think straight she picked the quill that laid on the table.
 When he finally came closer to her, his hand reaching to touch her face. Penny swiped the quill across his palm which tore the skin making him flinch but the man didn't back away. His hand went straight to her neck, pushing her until her back touched the wall. She felt the air slowly escape from her lungs when the warden squeezed his fingers around her neck.
 The warden came close to her ear to say, "I have met many slaves like you and I have relished in the feeling of breaking them down until they felt helpless."
 "L-let me go," she scratched and tried to pull his hands away from her throat. The man didn't budge. Just when she thought she had loosened his grip on her, he pushed her back with much force making her gasp.
 "Disobedient slaves need to be taught their place. What makes you think that you are superior to the rest here?" the man taunted her. Taking the quill she had used against him, he stared at her before letting her go where she gasped for air, "Strip."
 She was rubbing her neck when she heard him, "What makes you so special that you think I will strip for you when I refused to strip out there?" And she later wished she hadn't spoken back as the man didn't take her words to be too kind. The warden raised his hand to slap her hard across her face that rung her ears.
 But what the warden didn't know was that Penny had eyes another object that was lying around when he had let go of her throat. She picked the little statue that was close to her reach and she banged it right across his head to hear the stone make contact with his head. This one had taken him off guard as he hadn't expected her to strike once more.
 He laughed. His laughter ringing loudly in the room of the closed space leaving Penny confused, "You really did it this time. It has been a long time since I have enjoyed a feisty woman in here. The more you try to disobey the more we are going to have fun," she gulped. There was no escape and she knew it. No matter how many times she would hit him, the man would still come to stand unaffected which meant this time she was in big trouble. His hand made way to the back of her head to pull her hair making her yelp in pain, "You are very brave to hit me. Not once but twice. You should be taught not to disobey the rules. And rule number one is, no matter what always obey what I say."
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 *Slow burn book*
 "Who touched you?" he asked, his eyes brooding down at her and when she didn't answer, his voice thundered in the room, "WHO?"
 The butler who stood near the wall spoke shakily, "Sir, it was Mr. Reverale," Damien's face turned sour, his jaw ticking in anger he turned his face to the side where the butler stood behind.
 "Bring the man here."
 "N-now?" stuttered the butler. It was the time of night.
 Damien who hadn't broken his eye contact with the girl in front of him, pushed his hand against the wall which now rested beside his beautiful girl's head. Turning his body, he first looked at his butler who had his head bowed. With great courage, the butler came to meet his Master's eyes, "Do you have any other better time? Or should it be after I wring your neck?" Damien asked calmly tilting his head. Not a second later, the butler ran out of the room to return back with Mr. Reverale after twenty minutes.
 "Damien, are we having a late tea party?" Mr. Reverale came to greet but the master of the house had other plans. Spotting the knife that was stuck to the apple on the table, he reached for it to pull it out.
 Just as Mr. Reverale went to exchange a handshake with him, Damien took hold of his hand to place it on the table. In one swift movement as if he were chopping onions, he chopped the four fingers of the man off his hand making him yelp and cry in pain.
 "No one touches what is mine. I am sure this will remind you the next time you even think about touching her," sighed Damien as if he were tired of telling people to keep their dirty hands off his belongings.
 Meet Damien Quinn, a pureblooded vampire who is a complete narcissist, brash with his words and stingy even though he is rich who haggled when he bought a slave from the black market.
 On the other hand, meet Penelope who believes she is a 'guest' for a few days at the Quinn as she is intent on escaping from the odd vampire who needs therapy.
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 Han Dong works as an extra as well as a fortuneteller who foretells marriage fortunes extremely accurately. One day, he accidentally foretells his own fortune and discovers that he and a Mr. Golden will become “a match predestined by fate”. As a straight man, he doesn’t hesitate to ruin his image in front of Mr. Golden — acting as a fool, a despicable man, making himself as annoying as possible because he is afraid that the other man will take a liking to him.
 Did you think that this golden man would fall for him? You’re wrong.
 Han Dong tosses from side to side but unexpectedly becomes tempted, he begins to use thousand ways, a hundred plans in order to rescue the situation. As a result of his acting skills before, his foolish image already entered deeply into the man’s heart……
 Note: Thousand ways, a hundred plans = by every possible means)
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 Traveling to a parallel world, he started out as a rookie graduate actor participating in the production of Xuanyuan Sword, Ning Ke's husband, and Naza's crush. 
 As Xuanyuan Sword's male lead, Yuwen Tuo, his acting skills were so poor that Shen Luo panicked. 
 Fortunately, at this time, his ability turned dark! 
 [Because your ability means that your acting skills are too poor, you hate iron and cannot be transformed into steel. Now you have become black, and your acting skills have increased by 100 times! 】 
 [Your singing ability is very poor, your vocal cords have been blackened, your singing ability has increased 100 times! 】 
 [Your physique is very poor, your body has turned black, your physique has increased 100 times! 】 
 [Your acting skills show that it is useless to increase your acting skills ten thousand times. You can't bring your pig teammates to your side. You have become black again. You have imagined Yuwen Tuo's ability to take on the role, and there has been an immeasurable qualitative change! 】 
 Thus, Shen Luo began his career as a talented actor.
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 Jiang Yuan traveled through the spiritual energy to revive the world and resisted the ferocious beasts, but his talent was too poor and he failed to make any achievements. But I didn’t expect that when I was ninety years old, my talent would be activated billions of times. World-class exercises: one breath, two breaths, Dzogchen stellar-level exercises: one cup of tea, two cups of tea, Dzogchen cosmic-level exercises: one hour, two hours, Dzogchen transcendent-level exercises: one day, two Heaven, Dzogchen
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 Jiang Suisui died of congenital heart disease in her previous life, and she has always regretted that she did not experience sweet love. When she woke up again in a daze, the man she saw at first sight made her fall in love at first sight.
 Someone asked: Sui Sui, do you want to marry him?
 Jiang Suisui nodded fiercely: Yes!
 After waking up, Jiang Suisui realized that she had actually traveled through a novel. She was Jiang Suisui in a rural village in the 1970s, and she deliberately fell into the water to design the male lead, forcing him to marry his vicious female partner.
 Jiang Suisui: … Is it too late to say no now?
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 “Husband, I feel a little sick in my stomach tonight, ask for a vacation!” 
 “Husband, I seem to have a bit of a cold tonight, ask for a vacation!” 
 “Husband, I’m going to my friend’s house to accompany her tonight, ask for a vacation!” 
 Before getting married, Gu Qingcheng always thought about how to push it to the Tang Dynasty. 
 After getting married, Gu Qingcheng thought how to let Tang Shi let her go for one night. 
 However, it turns out that no matter how invincible the excuse she found, he can always resolve it easily. 
 “Husband, I’m in the Maldives now, take good care of your house tonight!” Since she can’t hide, she runs~ 
 Want to make a claim to give yourself a holiday? 
 Tang Shi pondered for a while and ordered a few words to the assistant. 
 At midnight that night, the door of the hotel was knocked, and through the door, Gu Qingcheng heard Tang Shi’s voice fluttering: “My wife, open the door.”
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 Beautiful doctor of Chinese medicine, Yu Gangan woke up from a coma one day to a cold, mysterious man. “Excuse me, you are…?”
 A pair of profound eyes focused on her and replied, “Fang Zhihan, your husband.”
 Did this man take her for a fool? He was obviously a fraud!
 A little while down the track, he pulled her into his arms and whispered beside her ear, “Who am I?”
 This time, Yu Gangan froze and replied, “Fang Zhihan, my husband.”
 If he was a patient, then she was his sweetest medicine…
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 The day he snaps her virginity, he loses himself to her. Over a night, the frugal orphan girl Lu Raorao who everyone loathes becomes the daughter-in-law of Qing Family, making everyone jealous. Before people, he is the superior hardhearted CEO, while behind people, he is the husband who dotes on his wife. “Mr. President, give me a break.” She feels sore in her garden. And he smiles and flings himself upon her who has just pulled herself together again… 
 “Okay. Wait till your afterlife.”
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 Traveling through the wilderness to become a ghost in the underworld, Li Ping'an awakened to a heaven-defying understanding. 
 [You have comprehended the "Prison-Suppressing Method of Ghost Soldiers" and achieved enlightenment. You have deduced the Golden Immortal-level basic cultivation method "The Prison-Suppressing Method of Infinite Ghosts and Gods" that suits you. 】 
 [You have gained a little understanding of the process of picking elixirs and immortal flowers, and you have understood the method of alchemy "Taiyin Alchemy Method". 】 
 [The process of taking Taiyin Xuandan has made you understand a little bit, and you have realized the thirty-six transformations of Tiangang·Nine Breaths of Convincement! 】 
 … 
 Li Ping'an started as a ghost soldier in the underworld, practicing Taoism, cultivating supernatural powers, refining elixirs, and refining spiritual treasures, just to achieve great freedom. 
 Hundreds of millions of years later, he carried the sun and moon on his shoulders, held the underworld in his hands, and Queen Pingxin stood beside him. He discussed Taoism with Hongjun, played chess with Sanqing, drank tea with Jieyin Zhunti, and became friends with Nuwa. 
 Li Pingan said: I am a ghost soldier and the manager of the ancient world!
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 Gu Yuan traveled to the eternal world, where the supreme multiplicity fought for eternity, and the infinite diversity was shattered. 
 The human race, the weakest of all races, can only survive on the broken earth. 
 Fortunately, he has awakened the [Super God Copy System] and can summon [players] from the fantasy works of his previous life. 
 As long as you clear the dungeon, you can obtain countless treasures and magic spells. 
 Ying Zheng: [I only clear large-scale dungeons, destroy national-level dungeons, and leave others alone] 
 Bai Yuekui: [There are 5 missing out of 10 people, is there anyone++++] 
 Ye Hei: [Add me, thank you, professional meat shield front row, full BUFF+++] 
 Xiao Yan: [Professional violent fire output, DPS is not the first, I will quit the group directly] 
 In this way, countless people in the world are addicted to the liver copy and cannot extricate themselves. 
 Gu Yuan: [Ahem, this is all my fault, there is no anti-addiction system]
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 On the distant Tianxiu Planet, there exists a group of unusual and intelligent beings. They consist of neither children nor elders. They have neither birth nor real death. They are born into the world through an extremely special process and have managed to keep their fundamental memories of survival through their endless reincarnations.
 They are the Tianxiu people.
 For every Tianxiu person, if they find someone they like and want to bind as partners with each other — then they would have to go through a life or death Adult Ceremony. The winner of the ceremony will become the absolute dominant in this spousal relationship.
 While the defeated one will be referred to as — Qizi.
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 Zhou Xiaoxiao, an ordinary fine arts student, transmigrates over to a strange ancient world. She becomes an insignificant character who is highly skilled in martial arts.
 Zhou Xiaoxiao was determined to escape her lowly identity as a henchman and live independently. However, she suddenly comes across the exquisitely handsome scholar Yu Xingzhi, who was tormented until he was on his dying breath.
 Since staying alive in this dog eat dog world is already difficult, will she rescue him or will she go down her own path? And can she possibly return to the modern world?
 This is an unlikely romance story between a heroic woman and a frail yet beautiful scholar.
 Mini Theatre:
 Yu Xingzhi: “Wife, don’t return to your maiden house, I’ll agree to all your requests.”
 Zhou Xiaoxiao: “You’ll agree to all my requests? Then strip nude and become my art model.”
 Yu Xingzhi was blushing from ear to ear as he removed his armor and clothes.
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 Lin Lang and Li Xian crossed together. From the precarious world to the uncivilized primitive continent. Very good, the couple should be neat like this!
 One awakened the ability, the other gained space, and obtained the inheritance of the Shennong clan, they felt that it was OK again! The big deal is to start all over again and take off again. If nothing else, at least the original continent has fresh air and sufficient food.
 They collect younger brothers, build tribes, stock up on supplies, and grow little by little.
 What? Some people are jealous and want to annex them to pick up ready-made cheap? Are power warriors really vegetarian?
 Farming and infrastructure construction are both hands-on, making a fortune and dominating both!
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