[Lighthearted Daily Life, Comedy + No Romance + Gender Swap + Cool, Aloof Master]
Ling Que was once a male-oriented power fantasy protagonist who killed his way to the Dao. One day, he transmigrated into a tragic female master named Ling Que in a female-oriented angst novel.
The System locked him into his character: he had to be gentle, he had to endure, and he had to sacrifice everything for his disciples. Want to rebel? OOC penalties: cough up blood and lose cultivation. Want to curse someone out? Forced to smile and give those ungrateful brats everything they want.
Ling Que sneered. So it's all an act? My acting is better than my cultivation. By day, he was the most doting master in the entire sect, giving his disciples resources and opportunities, and taking every disaster and hardship for them. Everyone was moved to tears.
By night, he was the most ruthless grindset cultivator on the continent. He left a clone in the palace while his true body soloed ancient forbidden grounds, using karmic shackles to fight back against the Heavenly Dao and turn his disciples' "destiny" into fuel for his own cultivation.
The eldest disciple said that Master was getting gentler and gentler, but why was his cultivation getting higher and higher?
The second disciple said, Master loves me most. He takes hits for me and comforts me, but Junior Sister is my one true love.
The junior sister said, I'm a transmigrator, and I still can't outdo you, a local? That's ridiculous.
In the end, the master attained the Dao and ascended. The three disciples wept inconsolably, begging him not to leave. Ling Que said, I tore that System to shreds. Who'd still play master and disciple with you lot? Get lost, all of you.
It's quite heartwarming and funny. Master is very cute and contrasting.