玄学 Novels

Rumors swirl that the overnight sensation, Pop Star Li, rose to fame solely through shady backdoor deals, backed by countless sugar daddies: From entertainment moguls to tech billionaires, From A-list directors to golden-song composers, From industry elites to business tycoons. Yet the truth is— Entertainment mogul: "Nonsense! Heavenly King Li, when can you spare time to read my feng shui?" Tech billionaire: "Pure slander! I just wanted my fortune told!" Directors & composers: "Outrageous lies! Heavenly King Li, don’t leave! My house is haunted!" Only one unnamed business tycoon silently pulls out a red marriage certificate: "That’s right—me! Legally wedded, care to verify?" * Heavenly King Li finally announces a fan meet! Excited fans spread the news—until they see the ticket requirements: 985 University admission letter? CET-6 English certificate? Straight-A report cards? Top 100 class rankings? #Double-checking, I can’t even afford to stan.# #The pitfalls of idolizing an overachiever# 1. Crackfic logic—fluffy, wish-fulfillment tropes rule. 2. The bottom’s OP combat skills + legendary charisma. 3. Occasional revisions. *

A taciturn and formidable protector (top) X a highly gifted fortuneteller (bottom). Due to an inexplicable connection, Xuan Ge brought home an unconscious man to his rented apartment. After waking up, the man refused to leave, claiming he could divine anything—except none of his predictions ever came true. He freeloaded meals and lodging, often subtly acted spoiled, and occasionally switched into a berserk, strangely strong, heterochromatic kitten—which Xuan Ge found…adorable. Lu Yao: "Trust me, I divined this—you’re really my missing ancestral divination disk that I made a blood pact with two years ago! Otherwise, how else can I explain only being able to sleep near you?" Xuan Ge: "Acting spoiled again? Be good, wanna sleep together tonight?" Lu Yao: "I wasn’t… Mm!"

Q: Do you have any secrets you're hiding from your partner? Song Yixing: Thanks for asking. My profession—a master of metaphysics—but my partner is an atheist. I’ve hidden it for three years and don’t know how to break the news. Too hard. Zhai Yan: Thanks for asking. Not human. My partner panics at the mere mention of ghosts :) — During Song Yixing and Zhai Yan’s three-year relationship, Song lived in constant fear—not unreasonable, considering vengeful spirits might target Zhai Yan, an "ordinary" person. His only recourse was gifting Zhai Yan anti-ghost talismans disguised as presents. 100-day anniversary—a ward against evil stones. Zhai Yan frowned. 1-year anniversary—a demon-repelling charm. Zhai Yan stiffened. Zhai Yan’s birthday—blessed Buddhist prayer beads. Zhai Yan stayed silent. His reactions left Song Yixing uneasy, further complicating the confession. Until one day, a ghost accidentally barged into their home. The ghost took one look at Song Yixing and dropped to its knees: "*Master Song, p-please don’t capture me!*" Then it saw Zhai Yan—and its spirit almost shattered in terror: "*G-Ghost King... don’t eat me!*" The suddenly exposed couple froze, staring at each other. Song Yixing: "*Ghost King?*" Zhai Yan: "*Master of metaphysics?*" Absolutely ridiculous.

Xie Chi, the youngest—and most talented—disciple in her sect, was sent down the mountain on a mission of great importance.The only problem? She was exceptionally gifted… at physical exorcism.In the second week after leaving the mountain, her senior brothers received an urgent message from their junior sister:“Senior brothers, senior brothers! The female ghost I’m raising ate several evil ghosts again today. Will she get a stomachache?”The seniors: ???Junior sister—wait. Say that again. You’re raising what?!

【Drama Version】 Little Taoist Priest Wen Ran’s life goal is to laze around like a salted fish. After getting lost on an occasional trip down the mountain, he realizes he’s transmigrated into a dogblood-rich-family novel he just finished reading the night before. Even worse, he’s become a cannon fodder destined to be dumped by the tycoon. On their wedding day, the tycoon hands him a contract, coldly demanding a divorce in a year. Sounds miserable, right? But Wen Ran stares at the attached properties and the jaw-dropping hush money: *Is this for real???* With his ultimate slacker goal within reach, a year later, Wen Ran gleefully submits the divorce papers, eyes glittering with gold. The tycoon’s face darkens. Gritting his teeth at the escapee, he growls, “No.” Wen Ran silently pulls out the year-old contract. Tycoon: “......” *Regret hits harder than karma.* --- 【Supernatural Version】 Wen Ran transmigrates into a fictional world. This world’s spiritual energy is denser than his original one. The ghosts and monsters here are more numerous. And the Taoist priests? Much weaker. Catching ghosts, subduing demons, crafting elixirs, drawing talismans—he does it all! Just as Wen Ran thrives, the billionaire tycoon (who dumped him and now has a personality in shambles) comes crawling back, begging for remarriage. Wen Ran: “A wise horse doesn’t backtrack. Thanks.”

The eldest young master of the Jiang family was born with a peculiar constitution—devoid of yin or yang energy. His grandfather prophesied a fate full of calamities and a tragically short life, telling him to accumulate virtue and good deeds to prolong his lifespan. Thus, Jiang Ciwu, a spoiled slacker who spent his days indulging in pleasures and idleness, inherited his grandfather’s failing incense shop. By day, the shop was empty. By night, it was *packed* with ghosts. Facing the ferocious, menacing spirits, Jiang Ciwu grinned: "Thanks for nature’s generous gift." The next day, the shop launched a grand opening promotion: "Public Appreciation Event! Ghost-Hunting Experience, 100 per person. Limited slots, first come first served. No takeouts allowed." The ghosts: "???" * Later, Jiang Ciwu became a sensation across *both* realms, swarmed by media interviews. Utterly unbothered, he spouted nonsense: "I persuade ghosts with virtue, unrestrained by the Five Phases, transcending the Six Realms. Even the King of Hell greets me as 'Boss Jiang'." Grandfather: "???" King of Hell: "Indeed."

Abbot: Our Qingchuan Temple boasts a millennium-long history, prime location, and profound Taoist cultural heritage... Zhao Ye: Excellent. "A life saved demands lifelong repayment." Since I saved your lives, from today onward, this temple is mine. Abbot: ... Abbot: This is our sect’s ancestral property—it can’t be passed to outsiders! (Internally thrilled, begging to hitch a ride: But I can take you as my disciple... No, I can offer you master-sibling status, so you can legally inherit Qingchuan Temple!) Zhao Ye: Perfect. Starting today, your temple founder is *my* disciple. That makes me an insider, so I can rightfully take over Qingchuan Temple. Abbot & Founder: *Whimper...* Steady yet mischievous Gong x Deceptively sweet fox Shou

After graduation, He Ye inherited his family's nearly bankrupt paper offering shop. During the day, business in the shop was bleak, with barely any living customers. At night, however, the street outside bustled as all kinds of sinister entities came and went in an endless stream. *** To make ends meet, He Ye began livestreaming on a popular platform. At first, his viewer count could be counted on one hand—until he performed a divination for one viewer and saved their life. Suddenly, his stream was flooded with viewers, each begging for a reading. *** As He Ye's fame grew, a well-known supernatural investigation show extended him an invitation. Initially, he refused—until he learned the appearance fee was nearly a million per episode. Without hesitation, he accepted. Most of the guests on the show were big names in the metaphysical world, and they dismissed He Ye as an inexperienced rookie. Even the first episode's comments were ruthless: ["Ugh, which company pushed this fresh-faced idol in here? He’s obviously just eye candy using a horror show as a career stepping stone. His manager must be brain-dead."] ["Skip! Skip! Don't waste screen time on useless pretty boys. I’m here to watch the masters!"] ["Here it comes! The glorious moment when He Handsome’s gonna crash and burn!"] Yet, in later episodes: After presenting their theories, the masters would instinctively steal a glance at He Ye, only relaxing when his expression remained unchanged. The comments did a complete 180: ["My boyfriend is SO impressive! I take back everything I said before!"] ["Props to the production team for bringing so many legends (especially my hubby)."] ["Damn, these paper effigies look insanely real—each has unique facial features! The special effects deserve an award."] ["...Kinda cute. Need one."] ["FYI: NOT special effects! Our He Ye draws ALL these paper effigies himself! Drop by his stream (ID: xxxxxx) if you're curious!"] ["Hey, anyone else think He Ye and his assistant have insane chemistry?"] ["Hehehe, finally someone noticed! Join me in shipping them~"] ["I’m OBSESSED!"] ["Assistant is sooooo in love (crying into hands)."] By the show's end, He Ye hadn’t just earned a hefty paycheck—he also became a leading figure in the metaphysical world… and somehow ended up with a *husband*. *** Mu Xijing, a deity worshipped by the occultists of Xuanchun Temple. A calamity once took the life of the person he cherished most. For over thirty years, Mu Xijing searched for their reincarnation—to no avail. Until recently, the owner of a paper effigy shop caught his attention. To confirm if this man was his lost love, Mu Xijing kept approaching him, testing him… until he finally saw the unique birthmark on the young man’s lower back. *He* had returned at last. *** One day, a job posting appeared at the effigy shop’s door—Mu Xijing showed up to apply. Mu Xijing: "Boss He, I’m here for the job." He Ye gave him a skeptical side-eye, silently rejecting him. Mu Xijing pressed on: "I can greet customers, manage accounts, clean, cook, give massages, catch ghosts… and I’m willing to learn anything else." He Ye remained silent. Mu Xijing: "I don’t need a salary." He Ye: "...Congratulations. You’re hired." Emotionally detached, cold-tempered shou × Obsessive, clingy, loyal gong

【Modern! Modern! Modern! Master-disciple CP! Chapter comments enabled!】 Fu Qingwei, a C University graduate, faced with a tough job market, chose temple life over employment or further studies—ascending Penglai Temple to become a disciple of Mu Ruoshui, the most renowned figure in the mystical arts. The woman, with her jet-black hair, crimson robes, and slender figure, wore jade pendants and a celestial crane cloak embroidered with stars. Silent and poised, she exuded an immortal aura. By day, the master impartially taught Taoist doctrines, but by night, she sneaked into her disciple’s bed. "Master… do you like women?" "I don’t." Every morning, Fu Qingwei checked the mirror to find fresh red marks on her neck. Pulling down her collar, she pointed at the bruise on her collarbone and asked Mu Ruoshui, "Master, surely this isn’t a mosquito bite?" The woman, her robes loose and sash untied, leaned lazily against a pillar in the temple’s backyard, barely opening her sleepy eyes. "Perhaps it is." Summer faded to autumn, and not a single mosquito remained in the temple—yet the marks on Fu Qingwei’s body only multiplied, spreading everywhere. Mu Ruoshui raised a brow. "Could it be… you were bitten all over?" Fu Qingwei: "..." That wasn’t what she said last night when she pinned her down and kissed her! Determined to make this tsundere woman admit her feelings, Fu Qingwei locked her doors and windows every night, leaving the temple master helpless outside, unable to enter. Behind the mountain lay a hot spring, misty and warm, where Mu Ruoshui often bathed. One day, as she lounged by the pool, her disciple breached her barrier—slipping into the water in thin robes that clung transparently to her curves, mirroring Mu Ruoshui as she bathed opposite her. Mu Ruoshui shut her eyes. After three days of this, the moment Fu Qingwei stepped into the spring again, Mu Ruoshui intercepted her, pulling her into a feverish embrace, breath ragged, eyes flushed. "There’s one last technique I haven’t taught you." "What?" The woman pressed a desperate kiss to her lips. "...Dual cultivation." ◆◆◆ CP: Scheming × Celestial, HE Mu Ruoshui × Fu Qingwei 1. Modern fantasy + supernatural, experimental setting, no reality parallels. 2. Complete fictional universe. Embrace science, reject superstition. 3. No real-person associations in comments.

Chu Ning has crossed over. He transmigrated into the role of a wealthy family’s falsely switched young master, who was deliberately ruined by his relatives—reckless, morally corrupt, and left permanently vegetative after a drunk driving cliff plunge. Before he awakened, his rich parents joyfully welcomed the real young master back home. The three of them moved past the initial adjustment period, forming a harmonious and loving family. Meanwhile, his biological parents, burdened by Chu Ning’s exorbitant medical bills, sold their home and car, drowning in despair. With the switched lives now corrected, faced with his destitute new family and the grief-stricken faces of his parents and younger brother, Chu Ning resolutely decided to return to his old profession— Telling fortunes and dispelling curses on overpasses, live-streaming talisman drawing and ghost hunting. A set of charms for 998? Time to lead the family to prosperity! Within half a year, Tong City gained a young master of the mystical arts—and the fact that he was the falsely switched young master of the wealthy Chu family quickly spread throughout high society! Not only did the fake young master Chu Ning cure the eldest son of the Jiang family from his comatose state, becoming their honored guest, but rumors also swirled that the recovered Jiang heir held him in high regard. The two were inseparable, their closeness the talk of the town! But the wealthy Chu family remained oblivious. To ensure the truth behind the switch remained buried, Madam Chu even personally pressured the hospital, threatening to cut off all rehab programs for her fake son unless Chu Ning’s entire family left Jiang City. The fragile facade of their so-called kinship shattered completely. When news of this reached the ears of the elite who had spent millions just to obtain a single protective charm from Chu Ning, they collectively lost it: “!!” A certain heir to the richest family grew especially furious, his eyes darkening: “—Say that again. Who exactly are you telling to **get lost**?” 【A reserved, underworld-walking, domineering CEO (top) x A fake young master & real powerhouse obsessed with getting rich (bottom)】

Xiao Chen just wants to run his pet shop well, aiming to make it the best in the neighborhood. But these pets have taken a liking to their owner—not a single one gets sold. :) The day he couldn’t afford utilities, Xiao Chen had no choice but to lead these mountain spirits to fight evil. Fees that originally cost over a hundred, two hundred, or even three hundred? Now just twenty bucks! In the end, a legend spreads in the feng shui world: A clueless mortal somehow ended up raising a group of ancient divine beasts. Rumor has it even after three years, he still hasn’t realized that the "common green snake spirit" in the incubator isn’t a snake at all—it’s a dragon.

At the peak of his career, He Xingyu met with an accident just before a major opportunity to skyrocket to fame. Instead, he gave the chance to his then-secret boyfriend, Rong Cheng, who became an overnight sensation while He Xingyu's career plummeted amid constant smear campaigns. Eventually, touched by his boyfriend’s gestures, he entered a secret marriage and played the role of a stay-at-home spouse for over a decade. But Rong Cheng soared to unprecedented heights, becoming the newest film emperor with a future so bright it blinded, collecting awards left and right—until he got involved with a rising young star in an affair, even framing He Xingyu as the "other woman." Only then did He Xingyu realize that the accident back then and every smear campaign had been orchestrated by Rong Cheng. In the end, he was pushed off a building by the obsessive fans of that star, meeting his tragic demise. Returning to that critical turning point in his past life, He Xingyu decisively broke up. But after drowning his sorrows in alcohol one night, he accidentally became someone’s "cure" and ended up pregnant. From then on, his stomach became a bottomless pit, forever unsatisfied—just what the hell was he carrying?! Not long after, He Xingyu’s fans were shocked when their gorgeous, kind-hearted, slim-waisted, long-legged, perfectly proportioned idol forgot to turn off his camera after a livestream. They watched in stunned silence as he devoured one hundred shrimp dumplings, ten plates of stir-fried noodles, ten servings of crayfish… and still kept going. Fans: (⊙o⊙) ——

As a top-tier reaper, Lu Xu can collect any soul and claim any life. One day, his organization assigns him to investigate the mystery behind the immortal movie star Ji Xiunian. When Ji Xiunian joins a talent show as a judge, Lu Xu seizes the opportunity and signs up as a contestant. His original plan was to complete the mission and take Ji Xiunian away—but he accidentally ends up debuting as the center of the group instead. At the age of five, Ji Xiunian was prophesied to live a lonely life, surrounded by death and misfortune. Just when he thought he would be alone forever, he met Lu Xu—an exception to his curse. Not only does his luck improve, but the supernatural horrors around him also vanish. After ten years in the industry with zero romantic rumors, the only scandal Ji Xiunian ever has is with Lu Xu. Fans assume it's just a newcomer riding the star's fame, but the usually aloof movie star personally clarifies: "It's not a scandal. He's my destiny." #Emperor of Shadows constantly teetering on the edge of death × Reaper-in-disguise waiting to collect his soul#

Whether rich or poor, going home to farm is the cure. Mini Drama Jiang Lingjun: I’m here to seriously discuss business with you. Xia Chuiwen: These days, who negotiates business without some unspoken rules? Jiang Lingjun: ... Reading Guide (Content Warnings): 1: This story is plot-driven, with overpowered advantages, set in a modern alternate reality with mystical elements—brainless, wish-fulfilling fluff! 2: No reposting. Rankings analysis not welcomed! 3: Don’t like, don’t bash. Silently click X. Let’s part on good terms—mwah!

Qin Ling is the young owner of a funeral shop, earning a meager monthly income of 3,000 yuan. He lives a carefree, laid-back, “go-with-the-flow” slacker lifestyle.Until one day, a supernatural app suddenly appears on his phone.The supernatural app coldly states:“Complete tasks to receive generous rewards. Failure results in elimination—no mercy.”Qin Ling: “Is this some kind of new scam malware? Delete it, delete it.”System: ??????Later, the system realizes it has bound itself to an extremely problematic host. In order to complete missions, it goes from a cold, god-like system… to becoming the host’s devoted “bootlicker.”“This shop inherits feng shui culture and promotes traditional Chinese metaphysics: dragon-seeking and acupoint-finding, capturing ghosts and suppressing evil, balancing yin and yang residences to determine fortune and misfortune. Fortune-telling, feng shui consultation, and finger calculations to predict good and bad luck.”——All of that above is nonsense. Believe in science—start with me!

Qiao Mingxi's acting career was at its peak when he suddenly transmigrated into a book. In this era of immortal arts and rising supernatural powers, he’s just a small fry constantly getting chased around. "Don’t hit me, I’m super weak!" The award-winning actor Qiao appears pitiful and helpless. Yet no one listens—until yet another person drops dead before his eyes. "Told you not to mess with me." Qiao Mingxi casually wipes down his spiritual tool "Iron Egg." "Iron Egg" seems sentient, nuzzling him affectionately. Qiao kisses his capable treasure: "Come on, I heard they plan to crusade against some Nine Heavens Demon Lord. Let’s go grab some benefits too." * Then, inexplicably transmigrating back, Qiao Mingxi finds an alluring, leisurely man sprawled on his sofa. Nine Heavens Demon Lord: "I heard you wanted benefits from me?" Qiao Mingxi: "...My mistake. Farewell." The demon lord yanks him back: "You touched and kissed me back then. Not taking responsibility now?" "...Iron Egg?" The truth hits Qiao, and tears fall.

A thousand years ago, Qiu Yanping was the emperor's favorite—armed with nothing but a compass, a Bagua mirror, and a Feng Shui sword, he climbed to the very top. But the heavens had their limits: he'd revealed too much of fate's hand, and even a lifetime of good deeds couldn't shield him from the lightning strike that ended it all.The next moment, he woke up in a brand-new world—a thousand years later. No one here had ever heard of feng shui. No one had ever seen the miracle of breathing life into a dragon's vein.Qiu Yanping smirked: Hand me a compass, and I'll tilt this whole planet off its axis.There was just one catch—the body he'd landed in was already betrothed to someone.

The Best Actor was reborn.So was that "golden thigh" — the one who had once been determined to become the Best Actor's very own keeper.But the Best Actor soon discovered that many people he knew from his past life had turned... strange.The chubby screenwriter upstairs had grown a furry tail.The baby-faced director next door would, at the drop of a hat, flash a set of canine claws.And that golden thigh who lived two villas down the street......was flashing a shimmering black-and-gold progress bar right on his forehead!On the progress bar, a line of bold text read:"Rebirth System: Rescue the Taotie Cub."The Best Actor stared flatly. A "cub"? For a thirty-five-year-old man?The golden thigh replied shyly, "Among my kind, I really am still a baby, darling~"

Chi Yingyang is a Daoist master of the Yanyi School, skilled in divination, medicine, physiognomy, and all sorts of mystical arts. After entering meditation for three hundred years, he wakes up to discover one tiny problem—He’s broke.Not just broke. He doesn’t even have a single copper coin to his name.With two orphaned disciples to feed, no meat to eat, no rice to cook, and only a thatched hut to call home, Chi Yingyang has no choice but to survive on thousand-year-old ginseng while dressed in rough homespun clothes.Then he hears that General Ling is looking for a husband to marry into his family.Free food. Free lodging. Free clothes. And even an allowance!Chi Yingyang eagerly signs up.“Wow! Where do I apply?”People try to warn him.“I heard the general is ruthless and bloodthirsty. And he has two scars on his face.”Chi Yingyang: “Handsome. And he provides food and lodging!”“Once you marry in, you can’t take the imperial examinations, enter government service, join the army, or take concubines.”Chi Yingyang: “He provides food and lodging!”“I also heard the general’s personal guards will beat you up one after another before you’re allowed into the household.”Chi Yingyang: “That’s fine. I’m a Daoist. I can fight!”Main pairing: Chi Yingyang × Ling HaoyuanGenre: Male Pregnancy · 1v1 · Lighthearted · Historical FantasyTop protagonist

Yan Xi, the senior disciple of Tianyan Sect, is gifted beyond compare, able to know fate above and communicate with yin and yang below. But after an accident, he travels into a wealthy-family feud novel and becomes the real young master of a rich family who was maliciously switched at birth. His biological parents look down on him, his own brother sides with the fake one, and the fake young master openly trips him up... just looking at it is enough to be irritating. Yan Xi isn’t good at dealing with wealthy-family drama, so he turns to his old profession instead and sets up a fortune-telling stall, three divinations a day, three thousand per divination: ——Girl, the person you’re dating is gay and has AIDS, and he’s just waiting for you to marry him and give birth to a son so they can carry on the family line. Everyone laughs that he must be mentally ill, and the girl doesn’t believe it either. To prove him wrong, she goes to find the man on livestream. But that same night at a hotel, the girl kicks open the door while livestreaming, only to see two naked men entangled on the bed. ——Sir, the person video-chatting with you is an AI face-swap scammer. Your son has had a kidney removed and is already dead on the operating table. This time people are half-believing, half-doubting, and even the police step in to expose the fake. Who would have thought that half a month later, the police would bring back the ashes of the old man’s son. ——Uncle, your missing wife is right under the bed you sleep in every day. But she’s a corpse. In just one hour, the wealthy wife disappearance case is successfully solved. How is this gossip getting hotter and hotter??? …… Three teenage girls died tragically in an abandoned kindergarten; the body of an eight-year-old boy was chopped up and dumped in a tea plantation; four students went home together, but all went missing. Faced with case after bizarre case, the officers of the criminal investigation team are miserable, but after psychological expert Yan Xi is specially hired by the police bureau... At first, the officers up and down were half-believing and half-doubting; later, they wore righteous expressions: who said Expert Yan was a fraud and a swindler?! He is clearly doing psychological analysis! More and more fugitives were arrested, and wealthy family members also came asking for help. Yan Xi shut the door in their faces, then looked back at the countless banners hanging in the house, and said with mild distress: I originally only wanted to do something as simple as fortune-telling. 【Reading Notes】: ① The background of this story is fictional; all legal systems serve the article ② Some parts of the article will reference social news and real cases