(I really want 300 more saves. Please save it 🥺 The more saves, the sooner I can start writing, maybe in November.)
Shen Xuanbei transmigrated into a top-tier talisman, and a cannon-fodder character hated by everyone. Worse, he was so beautiful that people often mistook him for a cultivation furnace.
One day, the System inside him told him, "You don't have much time left to live."
Shen Xuanbei froze, then sobbed. "Wah, System, I don't want to die. Think of something for me."
System: "Find the chosen ones and turn their love for you into ink points. Then you'll be able to survive."
Shen Xuanbei paused, then slowly agreed.
The chosen one was Xiao Chuandan, a genius from the Northern Sword Sect in the Upper Realm. His sect was incredibly difficult to enter.
Shen Xuanbei did everything he could to get in. At midnight, he climbed into Xiao Chuandan's bed.
As he climbed, Shen Xuanbei suddenly blanked. "???"
How was he supposed to turn someone's love into ink points again? Was he meant to kiss them?
*
As the finest of the Northern Realm's young disciples, Xiao Chuandan was cold and aloof, noble and unsullied.
His peers sometimes amused themselves with cultivation furnaces, and he had always looked down on them for it. That was, until a young man fell from the sky and landed on top of him.
Xiao Chuandan furrowed his brow and raised a hand to refuse him. But the young man looked up at him with eyes as clear and innocent as a deer's, and asked timidly, "...H-hello. Could I kiss you?"
Xiao Chuandan's sword paused in his hand. His eyes narrowed dangerously.
"How do you kiss someone?"
Only after the kiss did Xiao Chuandan realize that this was the peerless little talisman he'd been searching for. The prettier the talisman, the more powerful it was.
So... before long, Shen Xuanbei stared at a table piled high with medicinal pills and pretty little dresses in every color. "?"
Did these chosen ones have some weird tastes?
*
After successfully getting ink points, Shen Xuanbei finally activated the System and became the chosen ones' most powerful support. No one dared look down on him anymore.
But he was often short on ink. What began with nothing but kisses eventually turned into needing all kinds of
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