After Faking My Death, My Nemesis Went Mad

Yu Huan transmigrated into a book.

She became a useless demon king who shared her name.

Bad news: She was being hunted from the start, and the System was unreliable.

Good news: She ran into the novel’s kind-hearted male lead, Shen Xunzhou. Plus, as long as she earned enough money, she could level up and beat the monsters.

The two relied on each other, and life was going pretty well. Anyone who came looking for trouble was promptly driven off by the protagonist.

With a protagonist whose combat ability was maxed out as her bodyguard, Yu Huan could live the good life. Her daily routine was crafting magical treasures, making money, leveling up, and teasing Shen Xunzhou on the side.

What’s that? Open a shop?

Yu Huan teamed up with the protagonist and created a cultivation-world version of “Taobao.”

And so the cultivation world’s whole vibe began to change...

Who knew clothes could be both ethereal and battle-ready? Even your bonded weapon could be decorated to your liking... and powerful cultivators might even endorse the same products.

“Lingbao Pavilion just launched new products again today. I haven’t even had a chance to warm up this month’s spirit stones!”

“Aaaah! Who invented blind boxes? Please bless me with a lucky hand!”

“One demon’s blood-written plea: Pavilion Master, please come to the Demon Realm!”

As they shopped until their hands dropped, everyone wailed, “Pavilion Master, please slow down with the new releases! Our wallets really can’t take it!”

Yu Huan looked back and only then realized that her little shop seemed to have... become a hit in the cultivation world?

*

Then her identity as a demon was exposed, and everyone turned against her.

Yu Huan: Fine.

She had no choice but to return to the Demon Realm with her maxed-out cultivation and reclaim the throne.

The chief disciple of the greatest sect was ordered to attack the Demon Realm. Everyone thought he had come to slay demons and defend the Way, but on the battlefield, he turned his sword toward the immortal sect.

That night, the protagonist, who was supposed to have no interest in love, wore a sheer crimson robe with the collar half-open and lay on her bed.

A red flush colored the corners of his eyes. He smiled more seductively than a fox demon. “A Yu, we can never be apart again.”

Yu Huan was stunned. Which of them was the demon? Something seemed... off. Wasn’t he supposed to be elegant, noble, gentle, and refined?

The System, which usually pretended to be dead, came online: “Um, Host, I think you... transmigrated into the wrong book.”

Yu Huan: “???”

Reading Guide:

1. The System has a fairly minor presence.

2. Chapter comments are open. Thanks to all the lovely readers for reading and bookmarking ^v^~

Theme: Happiness comes from working hard for it