Heart Torn Out from the Start! The Unhinged Demon Lord Hears My Life-Saving Complaints

I transmigrated into a cultivation novel as a cannon-fodder supporting heroine destined to die for the male and female leads. From the start, I was about to be thrown onto the Sword Sacrifice Altar.

While everyone else transmigrates into a book and clings to the heroine, I went and charmed the future Demon Lord, who was destined to destroy the world. Along the way, I also won the affection of a gentle senior sister who dotes on me like I’m the most precious person in the world.

I thought I was stuck in a hellish survival story, but somehow I turned it into a story where the whole Three Realms adore me.

The unhinged Demon Lord goes mad for me, loses himself over me, and tears apart the Heavenly Dao, defying the Three Realms for my sake. Every day he clutches me and declares, “Ruanruan can only be mine!”

My gentle senior sister takes blades for me and risks her life for me. She’s protected me for sixteen years, her devotion carved into her bones. The look she gives me is so tender it could melt my heart, and she silently competes with the Demon Lord: “Xiao Zhan only needs me to protect her.”

Even the Demon Lord’s fiercely loyal female commander of a thousand years has gone from “I’ll kill anyone who dares hurt my lord” to “I’ll cut down anyone who dares hurt Miss Su.”

Even more outrageous, our perfectly ordinary cultivation novel has somehow turned into a whole new kind of story:

Sapphic tenderness, deep love between men, a tangled love triangle, and lovers turned enemies. All sorts of couples mix sweetness and heartbreak, showering me with affection from every direction.

But can someone tell me why I, a cannon-fodder character, ended up becoming someone even the Heavenly Dao can’t afford to offend?

And here’s the real shock: This book isn’t a book at all! Was my transmigration into it actually a scheme I hatched a thousand years ago with the unhinged Demon Lord?