MZNRGN Translations

— The Storm Rises — Surrounded by beasts and encircled by birds, the legendary followers of the Beast God, born with the innate talent to communicate with spiritual beasts and command them in battle—this was the Qianyu Sect. "Reporting to the Sect Master, a letter has arrived from Chonghua." A young man clad in a few shabby scraps of cloth, with a tuft of yellow hair atop his head, knelt with a thud before the main seat, speaking respectfully. On the seat, draped in pure white beast fur, sat a robust man similarly dressed in only a few pieces of cloth—his bronze skin rippling with strength, a thick beard extending from his temples and covering most of his face, leaving only a pair of bright, sharp tiger-like eyes that concealed an overwhelming presence. He was the Sect Leader of the Qianyu Sect, Zhu Ligang. Upon hearing the report, he pushed aside the enchanting concubine in his arms, straightened his posture, and boomed in a voice like thunder: "Present it." Afte...

— Side Story: Cold and Desolate Autumn (Part 1) — Amidst the vast expanse of misty waters and shifting clouds, the lofty Chonghua Peak was shrouded in a sea of clouds, resembling a celestial realm. Yet beneath this facade of ethereal purity lay countless hidden conflicts and unforeseen encounters. "Father is so annoying. What could be so mysterious that he has to keep it from his own daughter? Who even cares to know! Hmph..." The young girl thought to herself, her icy face expressionless, though a flicker of displeasure flashed in her eyes. She kicked a pebble in front of her with her bare foot, unbothered by the pain. The kick was surprisingly forceful, sending the thumb-sized stone flying far away. Just as she felt the knot in her heart dissipate with the pebble's flight, a sudden cry of "Ouch!" echoed from an unknown distance, startling her. Her almond-shaped eyes widened in surprise as she turned to look in the direction of the sound. There stood a young D...

— Millennial Dream — "Senior... senior brother..." Tong Tong tugged pitifully at Su Yan's sleeve, who responded with a cold glance and remained silent. —Hmph, weren't you chatting quite happily with that person surnamed Lu just now? Your face was smiling like a blooming chrysanthemum, so why do you look so timid and hesitant in front of me now? Are you afraid I'll eat you or something? Tong Tong awkwardly withdrew her hand, her heart fluttering with anxiety: Why is he giving me that look again... It's not like I did anything wrong, right? "Ahem... senior brother, are your injuries healed yet?" Tong Tong's thoughts shifted, and she cautiously asked. —Could it be that something's wrong with senior brother down there, making him unable to... "perform"? Is that why he's so moody? Come to think of it, eunuchs in the palace all seem to be quite like that... Su Yan could tell from Tong Tong's expression that she was thinking some...

— Biling Sword — Young Miss Tong Tong felt nervous, extremely nervous—like a high school graduate heading out to take the college entrance exams—only to have her mentor call nonchalantly to say, "I'll be praying for you from the base camp," before dropping all responsibilities, leaving a young girl with no backing, no experience, and no ability to charge forward alone... Is that reasonable? Is that reasonable? Such a one-in-a-million improbable event, an irresponsible big-name mentor, and Tong Tong had to encounter it... In the end, it all came down to a matter of character. —That Obasan really is something, bringing her to such a remote and secluded place, casually setting up a Spirit Gathering Array, leaving no instructions or words of concern, and simply waving her sleeves and walking away! Calling it excessive doesn't even begin to describe her heartlessness! How cold-hearted people can be... —At least I have Junior Sister Little Rou with me! Turning her gaze ba...