Day and Night in the Care of the Aloof Dragon God

My name is Ling Ling. I’m a steel-hard tough guy with a black belt in Brazilian jiu-jitsu. Three minutes ago, I transmigrated into this old-school danmei novel full of physical and emotional angst as a troublemaking male supporting character, and a once-in-a-millennium supreme furnace physique. I know the whole sect has its eyes on my looks! Some ghost cultivator: “Look, this is the zombie formation I made for you, big brother. Scared? Then jump into my arms.” Some demon cultivator: “Junior Brother, if we cultivate together, our powers will grow in no time.” Some martial cultivator: “Since you’re so stubborn, I have no choice but to use force.” Ling Ling: “Even if I die, even if I jump off Cloudtop Peak of the Hehuan Sect, I’ll never bend!” Until one day... Some Dragon God: “Stop struggling. You were born to be the bottom.” This is the story of a dragon-taming expert from Northeast China who offers himself as food for a dragon and eventually becomes the wife of an ancient divine dragon.