After Becoming the Dao Companion of a Young Dragon-Proud Protagonist

· After dying suddenly from overwork, Fang Jueqian transmigrated into another world, becoming the foolish, only son left behind by some powerful cultivator. Fortunately, before his father failed his tribulation, he had arranged everything for him: He left him a fortune and made him cultivation partners with a decent fellow who was every bit the destined hero. The problem was, Fang Jueqian had arrived a little too late. That destined hero had already completed every step of the routine, from "Never look down on a poor young man" to "face-slapping, face-slapping, face-slapping until you're sick of it..." and was almost ready to ascend. With wolves circling all around him, Fang Jueqian nervously grabbed the hem of the destined hero's robe: "...Daojun, don't leave me behind!" The destined hero clicked his tongue, his face cold, but then turned around and shoved a pile of cultivation manuals into his hands: "Cultivate. I'll take you with me when I ascend." Fang Jueqian was condemned to a miserable life even more grueling than preparing for the college entrance exams, and regretted everything: "I'm sorry, Daojun. I'm just not cut out for this. Why don't you ascend without me? I'll find another cultivation partner..." The destined hero scoffed. "Who in this world could possibly compare to me?" "I guess no one," Fang Jueqian murmured. "But I'm cultivating so slowly..." "You're a grown man, and you're still acting cute..." The destined hero pulled a dual-cultivation manual from his robes. After much hesitation, he finally steeled himself: "Since you're so eager, I suppose I'll have to use this method." Fang Jueqian: "...Huh?" But when he looked up and saw the beautiful young man, cold as frost and snow, smile at him, his heart began to pound. So Fang Jueqian gritted his teeth and steeled himself, too: "Then... it's a deal!" ❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀ Here's a peek at my cute upcoming novels. Cutie-pie readers, please add them to your collection! Sending you all love~ "Fighting Zombies in Ancient Times" The young master of the Qi family had a beautiful face, but a mischievous personality, and a terrible reputation in Pengcheng. One day, the young master accidentally discovered that the stone-faced man he'd rescued a few days earlier was hiding a huge secret. The young master called the stone-faced man over: "Prosperity, democracy, civility, and harmony?" The stone-faced man said, "Young master, I don't understand." "Hi, how are you?" The stone-faced man said, "Young master, I still don't understand." The young master exploded. "Stop pretending. I heard you reciting 'Before my bed, the moonlight glows' the other day!" The stone-faced man said, "I learned it from listening to you recite it, young master." "...Why the hell are you memorizing what I say?" "Because I like you, young master." The young master flew into a rage. "Are you crazy? Don't you know I hate gay men more than anything? Give him twenty strokes and kick him out of the Qi household!" Unexpectedly, a few months later, the world changed. Zombies clawed their way out of the earth and rampaged across the land. The people of Pengcheng were gripped by panic. Yet after months of fearing the worst, they still hadn't found a single zombie inside the city. The people rejoiced, believing the gods had blessed them. But late at night at the Qi residence, an unknown conversation was taking place. The former infinite-flow game-clearing expert, now an anonymous servant at the Qi household, had been busy all day. At last, he brought back the spoils of the day: "One White Zombie gets to touch your hand, one Green Zombie gets to put an arm around your waist, one Hairy Zombie gets to kiss your cheek, and one Flying Zombie gets to take off one piece of clothing... Young master, I just caught an Immortal Zombie today. What are you going to trade me this time?" "The Infinite World in a Sandbox" Xiaoming was a game designer who had been laid off. One day, he received a package. Inside was a lifelike game sandbox, complete with lots of little people who looked just like real people. Every seven days, the terrain and the little people inside the box changed. He watched the little people slaughter one another or get killed by the traps in the box, and thought that technology sure had come a long way. One day, he swatted at a cockroach, but it accidentally crawled into the sandbox. In an instant, a monster appeared in the box, with two long, slender antennae and a steel helmet. The little people suffered heavy casualties. Feeling guilty, Xiaoming tentatively dropped a grain of rice into the sandbox. The starving little people treated it like manna from heaven, and that single grain of rice kept them alive for a long time. From then on, Xiaoming took an interest in them. Every now and then, he intervened, and struck up a good relationship with some of the more likable little people. He always thought it was nothing more than a game. But a few months later... Walls that blocked out the sky rose high around him, and his world, too, became a sandbox. People screamed and fled, trying to escape the terrifying monsters and rules. Xiaoming, a total weakling, found himself caught up in it all, wondering whether he should cling to life or just end it and spare himself the suffering. But just then, the little people he'd helped before began appearing before him one after another. They said to him, "..." [I haven't figured out this line yet; I'll revise it later] Xiaozhang was the strongest person in the sandbox, but he had fallen in love with a god he could never reach. Until one day, the god descended into the mortal world in person... Theme: Life is full of surprises.