I Asked to Be Blessed and Became the White Moonlight

Coming soon: "The Straight-Laced Demon Lord Gets Pregnant" (blurb at the end)

[Cold, old-fashioned, fatherly Judge gong who later turns dark and deranged x timid but flirtatious, troublesome, sharp-tongued weasel shou]

Wei Yun is the only breathing weasel in the Underworld.

Hoping to receive a title and take human form, one late night he expertly slips into Judge Du Yue's bed. "My lord, do I look human to you?"

Du Yue strokes his tail, his gaze tender. "Yes."

After successfully taking human form, Wei Yun looks in the mirror and realizes he looks exactly like Du Yue's "late, beloved first love"!

So you've been raising me for three hundred years just to make me a substitute?

You jerk! I'm out of here!

But before he'd gone even a mile, Du Yue grabbed him by the scruff and hauled him back.

Du Yue sneered. "Running away? First pay back the trouble you've caused and the debts you've racked up."

Cuffed to the bedpost, Wei Yun burst into despairing tears. "When did I ever owe you money?"

Du Yue held his chin, his gaze dark. "For three hundred years, you've climbed into my bed naked every day, kissing and rubbing against me... Now that you've taken human form, you want to use me and then abandon me?"

Wei Yun's sobbing stopped abruptly. "I'm a weasel! I have fur! And I only ever thought of you as my owner!"

#IWasApparentlyRunningAroundNakedInFrontOfMyCrushForThreeHundredYears?!

1. Cyber ghost-hunting plus the protagonists' everyday romance.

2. A fake substitute, mutual healing, and a gong who's obsessed with fluffy things.

3. 1v1, happy ending.

*Coming soon: "The Villainous Demon Lord Gets Pregnant"

[Cold deity who keeps falling for his own schemes and getting jealous VS carefree demon lord who only wants to eat]

Teng Wu is an ancient sky-swallowing demon vine.

After dying, he is reborn on the day his nemesis, Mu Cang, cornered him with a single sword strike.

Taking advantage of Mu Cang's spiritual power going out of control, Teng Wu grits his teeth, steels himself, and pounces on the aloof, ascetic pillar of Heaven's Way, "devouring" him.

After pulling up his pants and fleeing in the dead of night, Teng Wu discovers an overbearing spirit seed in his belly, crying to be fed.

Unfortunately, the little one recognizes only its biological father's scent. The Demon Lord has no choice but to disguise himself as a frail little white flower and slink back to his nemesis, secretly soaking up spiritual energy.

What a delicious nemesis! (I mean the food.)

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Mu Cang, the Divine Lord of the Eastern Pole, is known to all as perfectly impartial and just. He personally hunted the ancient demon vine for nearly a hundred years, determined to destroy it.

Recently, a strange flower appeared in the Divine Lord's garden. For some reason, it always looked sickly.

Feeling sorry for it, Mu Cang fed it his own spiritual fluids every day. Could there really be a plant in this world that even I can't keep alive? It's just a little spiritual fluid. It's so frail, it couldn't survive without me.

Then one day, at the sacred spirit spring, water splashed everywhere.

Mu Cang opened his eyes. The delicate little white flower was gone.

His "nemesis," whom he'd pursued for a hundred years, was hanging onto him like an octopus, clothes half off and belly slightly rounded.

The air fell deathly silent.

After a long moment, Mu Cang's gaze dropped to the rounded belly. Murderous intent surged in his eyes. "Whose bastard is that?"

Teng Wu had no argument, but sounded entirely confident. "Yours!! If I say it's yours, then it's yours!"

Mu Cang stared at him for a long time, then suddenly sneered and tightened his grip around his waist. "Fine... I will take good care of you and the child."

[Mu Cang's inner thoughts]: Liar! You'd make up a story like that just to trick me into giving you spiritual fluids? Once that seed is born, I'll find its father and chop him up for firewood!

Several hundred years later, twin spirit seeds were born in a burst of divine light.

The Divine Lord Mu Cang, who had once been sharpening his blade to "kill the father and take the child," held a baby in each hand:

The one in his left hand looked exactly like him, but was fierce and full of schemes, with a temper as bad as Teng Wu's.

The one in his right hand looked exactly like Teng Wu, but was well-behaved and taciturn, a cold beauty who couldn't be coaxed into saying a word.

The Divine Lord: ...

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