Minus Ninety Degrees

The Card Creator is a very ordinary profession. Simply put, the incumbent seals various kinds of abilities, illusions, images and so on in blank cards for convenience of use.
Lu Ming, who initially planned to lead an idle life, had a not-so-boring dream now — He hopes to seal the entire world in the cards.
One still needed to have dreams. What if you could realize them?

Divine Card Creator

The disciples were already sleeping. Yet, there was a murderous atmosphere in the air. Some disciples tossed and turned in the wee hours of the night and wrapped themselves in blankets to reduce the chill.

Xiaobai glanced at Master uneasily.

Xiao-Xiaojian was still making a speech excitedly.

"Is our president noble and great?

"Even he dressed in female clothing. What are you afraid of?!

"Humans are classified as either a man or woman. Even the president is willing to dress in female clothing. As spirit bodies, you don't have a gender. Why do you have to feel wronged when you feminise yourself!?

"There are thousands of spirit bodies. When is it going to be your turn! You will only be chosen after you increase your own level of competitiveness!