[Ensemble cast + Power fantasy + Wacky comedy + Master of all disciplines + Transmigrate into a book + No romance]
The previous second, Lu Yao was burning incense at the Temple of the God of Wealth. The next, she had transmigrated into a book as the cannon-fodder younger sister of an abused heroine.
The good news: The God of Wealth answered her prayers and made her a rich heiress.
The bad news: Her whole family was about to be wiped out...
To inherit the family fortune and make her dream of getting rich come true, Lu Yao immediately gave up on saving the male lead and tried to kill him by feeding him a poison pill. She wasn’t saving that menace!
A spot among the elite disciples? The legacy of a great alchemy cultivator? The Ten Thousand Swords Order from the Sword Tomb? Eggs from the Four Divine Beasts? Hand them over!
Her elder sister is drained to death as a cultivation furnace, while the male lead wins back his love after a groveling redemption arc? Lu Yao: “Do you know how many men there are in this world? You have no idea! With spirit stones in hand, we can have all the handsome men we want!”
The eldest senior sister is framed into owing someone a life debt, then blows herself up helping the male lead seize an opportunity? Junior sister: “I can never repay you for saving my life, so I’ll be your ox or horse in the next life! Senior sister, hurry up and say goodbye to your benefactor!”
The second senior brother is the illegitimate son of the demon emperor, scorned by everyone and eventually assassinated? Junior sister: “So what? Illegitimate children have inheritance rights too! Senior brother, don’t let a small fortune go unclaimed. They’re just jealous!”
The third senior brother is withdrawn and cold, but listens to the male lead and sacrifices his Dao heart to repair the seal on the Demon Abyss? Junior sister: “Don’t panic! I’m a genius who’s mastered every discipline. A little seal is a piece of cake!”
Watching all his careful plans fall apart, the male lead wants nothing more than to send this wretched girl to the eighteenth level of hell. Before he can gloat, Lu Yao rides a phoenix straight into the heavens, sneering, “A mere hellfire? Pathetic! Hey, you monster, where do you think you’re going?”
Good heavens, is this really the savior you chose?
This book won't be very long; I expect it to be around 200,000 to 300,000 words long. [Currently working on the manuscript]
A thrilling ensemble piece with a hilarious female lead; a worthwhile investment! [Sparrow's Masterpiece]