The Desperate Straight Man in a Pure-Love Tragedy

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Please add my upcoming book, "The Prime Minister Starts a Mixed Martial Arts Club at Court". Blurb at the bottom.

[Is it right for a male-oriented novel to turn into a romance novel?]

It wasn't right, so Song Yucheng died.

He'd stayed up all night for two nights straight to finish a hit male-oriented cultivation novel. But the male lead ignored his three thousand beauties and hooked up with his archenemy, the villain?! Song Yucheng couldn't take it, and this 100% straight man died of rage.

When he opened his eyes again, he had transmigrated into a book and was bound to a [Plot Correction System]. The mission was clear: turn the male-oriented world, invaded by pure love, back into a traditional harem story, and he could come back to life and go home.

Song Yucheng scoffed. "That's it?"

But he messed up from the start and accidentally killed the male lead's fated savior, the white moonlight of his heart.

The System fell silent for a long while. "If you want to fix the plot now, you'll have to cross-dress and take her place."

Song Yucheng gritted his teeth and put on a dress. "Fine... Just you wait."

After that, the original female leads kept dying in bizarre accidents. In the end, Song Yucheng had to play every one of Pei Hanzheng's many love interests himself.

Worse, he had a special constitution blessed by the God of Mischief. The dying male lead bit through his lip to drink his blood. Not only did he use it to defy heaven and break through, he also triggered the snake clan's mating season and became completely addicted to him.

Now they were in trouble.

The mighty protagonist who should have swept across the Three Realms and surrounded himself with beauties now had room in his heart for only Song Yucheng, who had impersonated countless female leads.

Later on...

"Brother Yucheng, I love you."

"What?" Song Yucheng, in his original male form and not wearing a dress, stared at him in confusion. "You've got it wrong, right? If you love me, what about your wives?"

"Aren't all my wives you?" As soon as he finished speaking, the male lead leaned down over him, his hot breath falling against Song Yucheng's collarbone.

Song Yucheng's eyes went wide with shock.

The System blared an alarm: The male lead's pure-love level has exceeded the limit! He has completely locked onto the Host!

Song Yucheng was close to tears. I only wanted to straighten out the plot, but the male lead wants to bend me.

[Reader's Guide and Content Warnings]

Couple dynamic: Straight-man wisecracker, irresistible human delicacy, flirtatious king who doesn't know he's flirting bottom X Younger, beautiful and tragic, impossibly righteous, loyal snake-dog protagonist top

Cultivation levels in this novel: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Deification, Void Refining, Body Integration, Mahayana, True Immortal, Golden Immortal, Grand Unity, Great Encompassment, Dao Ancestor

Content warnings:

Slow-burn romance, lighthearted and silly, but still a proper story with both angst and sweetness.

Some scenes may make readers uncomfortable by reducing female characters to plot devices, but they're necessary to the story. Sorry! All the women get happy endings, so don't worry!

If any of the above isn't for you, please think twice before reading. If you don't like it, don't be cruel.

Note: In this world, both the top and the bottom are virgins!

[Upcoming Book]

Xie Xingzhou was praised by the world as a handsome Zhuge Liang, a man whose schemes ran deep as the sea and whose sleeves concealed the universe.

He transmigrated with a head full of modern knowledge, vowing to bring peace for generations to a chaotic world ruled by powerful clans and corrupt officials.

But then...

In his first life, his lord rebelled all the way to the palace gates, then suddenly repented and said he wanted to return to his fief to farm and grow old.

In his second life, his king believed slander and insisted on leading a personal campaign, then got killed in enemy territory and ended up studying abroad.

Xie Xingzhou: Damn it, you two idiots! I'm done with this!

In his third life, he finally understood.

To hell with being a refined gentleman! I don't need to earn glory by serving the emperor. I'll raise my own dragon!

He pushed the future emperor, a little monarch who would one day lose his country, down in front of a desk and held up a fist the size of a sandbag. "Your Majesty, would you like to learn how to be a wise ruler?"

The young emperor had a bruised and swollen face. "Prime Minister, I'll learn..."

Later, the Golden Throne Hall became his fighting ring.

A censor cursed him? He shot back, "Is your mother well?" Then he cited the classics until his opponent was so furious his blood qi surged.

A corrupt official tried to mislead the emperor? He slapped him so hard the air whistled, demonstrating what it meant to give advice that was hard to hear.

A general had designs on the throne? He took out his jade tablet and gave him a hands-on lesson in the etiquette of a land of propriety: bash, bash, bash...

The court officials: A living King of Hell!

The emperor on the Dragon Throne looked troubled. "Prime Minister, if you beat them, you can't beat me anymore, you know..."

Then came the night of the palace coup, when blades were pointed at the throne.

The ministers thought the tyrannical official would finally show fear.

Instead, the once-obedient young emperor gently shielded him from behind, a sharp sword in hand, his eyes cold. "It's your fault for making me break character in front of the Prime Minister."

Later, the court historian recorded: The golden age began with Prime Minister Xie's iron fists and was secured by the emperor's special favor and love for him.

That night, the young ruler kissed the calluses on Xie Xingzhou's fingertips and declared in a low, hoarse voice, "The realm is mine, and so is my Prime Minister."

[Transmigrated fighter with overwhelming strength bottom X Sweet-faced but ruthless emperor raised from boyhood top, younger man, two strong leads who dote on each other.]

Theme: Find a way to live when all hope seems lost.