Yu Zhizhi, a pampered little princess from the immortal realm, is kicked down to the mortal world to undergo a trial, where she becomes a disposable female supporting character hopelessly in love with her aloof senior brother, Xie Wuwang.
According to the fated script, she is supposed to take lashes for love, be framed, and even be “killed by her husband to attain the Dao” at Xie Wuwang’s own hands.
Yu Zhizhi has a sudden awakening: she came here to undergo a trial, not to get beaten up! If I die fast enough, a tragic romance can’t catch up with me.
From then on, the cultivation world’s style takes a sharp turn:
The sect heir raises his whip to strike her, and she hands him a freshly sharpened saber. “A whip’s too slow. Stab me here. I’m in a hurry to reincarnate. Thanks.”
A scheming female rival frames her for stealing pills, and she lies flat in peaceful resignation. “I stole them. I’ll go jump in the river right now.”
But when the Heavenly Dao prevents her from faking her death, Yu Zhizhi decides to let loose. If she can’t die, she might as well focus on gathering material for melodramatic romance stories!
To collect material, she transforms into a “flirtatious Casanova” and makes the rounds among all kinds of gorgeous men: touching the little hand of the Ghost Soul Sect’s possessive young master, making the arrogant sect leader’s son blush, and lying in wait for the gentle healer to take off his outer robe…
Xie Wuwang, who once sneered at her, completely loses his mind.
Watching his former fiancée, who used to have eyes only for him, now avidly stare at other men and drool as she clutches a little notebook, Xie Wuwang pins her against a wall, eyes bloodshot. “Yu Zhizhi, are you like this with every man?”
Yu Zhizhi excitedly takes notes: “Another classic line! Great material!”
In the end, Xie Wuwang is overcome by his inner demon and pierces her heart with a sword, completing his path to the Dao by killing his wife.
Amid a rain of blood, the lofty Sword Sovereign collapses to his knees, devastated and consumed by grief;
While Yu Zhizhi, dying in his arms, gasps, “…Darling, don’t forget to give my story a five-star review!”
Why is it a new book again?