A Practical Guide to Sorcery - Chapter 107: Negotiations by Proxy

[Warning: Mature Content — 18+]Transmigrated into a world consumed by curse energy and monstrous abominations, Aristarkh should have died.Instead, he awakens the Binding System, a power that links his fate to others.Every time those bound to him grow stronger, he receives the rewards multiplied.With each bond, his power surges. With each victory, the world takes notice.But the deeper he climbs, the more dangerous the curses become, and the more his relationships blur the line between desire and survival.What to expect: The novel is a perfect blend of smut and fantasy.Tags: Yandere, Smut, Harem, Genius MC, Exciting Action, Bloodpumping fights, Netori, No-netorare, No netorase/ BL/ Yaoi, System + Detailed world-building, Intriguing character developments, High-stakes progression, Dark fantasy, Monster-girl?…

A lost soul from Earth transmigrates to a world of cultivation and finds himself in the body of a playboy noble and complete waste. Except he doesn't have any memories, can't let anyone know he's not the same person and is immediately involved in a conspiracy with a powerful noble family.Luckily he came to this world with a power, whatever he gives to someone as a gift he'll get it back 100 times better.His first target?His new wife, the former top young genius.

"Bowzer, we'll stop here for the night."

A scientist, Duan Yixin, transmigrated into another world. She possessed the body of a sixteen-year-old girl but had not inherited any of her memories. With a broken marriage engagement and no money in her hand, she only wants to earn money peacefully. It's a pity that fate always plays tricks on people.When she thought she could finally live peacefully, she discovered that this world was not as simple as she thought. The man she rescued was the notorious ruthless general, and the woman who stole her ex-fiancé was the female protagonist of this world.She looked up at the sky and asked, “God, are you kidding me?”A few years later, on their wedding night, she stared at him and said seriously, “General, I'm not your white moonlight.”The man lowered his head and whispered in her ear, “Mhm, you are not my white moonlight, you are my life.”