I Practiced a Demonic Art, Yet Everyone Reveres Me

(The protagonist is gentle and refined on the surface, but ruthless and cruel behind the scenes. He is no saint and leaves no loose ends.)

Li Qing transmigrates into the body of a spoiled young master, the son of a wealthy landowner in the countryside. When he opens his eyes, the pain in the back of his head has yet to fade, and a bloodstained heretical tome lies in his mind: The Great Desire Sutra.

His predecessor was vicious and wicked. To seize a secret manual, he beat a thirteen-year-old boy to death with his own hands and staged it as an animal attack. Then he slipped, struck a rock, and died.

“Desire is the root of Heaven and Earth, the beginning of all things.”

Yellowed bamboo paper, twisted handwriting: every line is filled with temptation and forbidden secrets.

The blood in the cave has yet to dry, and the boy's venomous gaze still lingers before Li Qing's eyes. He has no idea whether someone is already following the clues.

Li Qing looks at The Great Desire Sutra in his palm, his eyes full of resolve. He thinks his predecessor wasn't clever enough, or ruthless enough.

Since he holds a heretical tome in his hands, he will wield desire as a blade and use blood as his guide to forge a path of his own!