Blind Leek

As the owner of an ordinary bookstore, Ling PingAn’s biggest wish was to muddle through life and do absolutely nothing. 
 
However, customers that were right in the middle of their pubescent crisis kept visiting his store in the dead of night.
 
For the sake of his business, Ling PingAn had to mimic their childish tones, sparing no effort to promote the books in his store.
 
When he finally managed to sell his books after going through a great verbal tug-o-war, each and every one of them said that they don’t have money, and that they wish to use various tools that were seemingly divine artifacts as pledge.
 
Looking at these customers, Ling PingAn could only agree to them resignedly.
 
But little did he know that every single book that these customers purchased from him had altered in appearance.
 
“Secrets of Cosplay” became “Lower Abyss Research Report”
 
“Stellaris: Settings for Synth Ascension” was in fact “Gospel for Synthetic Beings”
 
What’s more, in the eyes of these customers, he was actually a horrifying ruler of Diablos, an indefinable entity that held the reins of all realms.
 
In this regard, Ling PingAn said, “I’m not, I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense.
 

I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

The strange singing continued beside her ears.

Ran Bing raised her head. In the sandstorm, her small face was still fair and delicate.

Her vertical pupils were like snakes, like gems, crystal clear!

There was even a faint light in the sandstorm.

The long spear in her hand was like a vine, entangling with her body.

The spirit in the spear had already awakened.

A monster that devoured the world!

If it wasn't for Ran Bing, who had suppressed it with her strong will, this thing had probably eaten Ran Bing.

And it was controlling her body, becoming the biggest disaster in this world.

A monarch level scarlet beast, in front of the awakened spear spirit, was simply a harmless little white rabbit!

Because this thing... could eat anything!

Torch Dragon’s Prophecy