A villainous demon king who looks like a bright, sunny girl but is actually sweet on the outside and dark within x
a righteous sword master who looks like a cold, untouchable flower but is actually fiercely protective of her own
After the super-competitive Qiansui worked herself to death, she bound herself to the "Lie Flat" System. As long as she lay flat, she could turn her slacker points into cultivation points and eventually ascend to godhood.
Unfortunately, she had been handed the villain's script: she was a monster BOSS destined to be killed by the protagonist.
Qiansui jolted upright from her deathbed dream: Wait, there's a way out of this!
Before she made enemies of the protagonist's group, why not cling to their coattails?
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She'd assumed the protagonist's group were "the light of righteousness," but the usually gentle and refined healer secretly used evildoers as human test subjects. The knife cultivator was usually so unserious, but who would have guessed he was a "regular" on the assassination list? Even the aloof senior sister had gone mad cultivating and become a demon cultivator long ago.
As for that overpowered protagonist, he seemed to be something even more extraordinary.
Qiansui fell into a strange silence: I really was given the villain's script, wasn't I?
Seeing the secret identities of her companions exposed one after another, Qiansui began to suspect that her own identity was also on the verge of being revealed.
The villain and the protagonist were bound to fight one day. Though Qiansui had long prepared herself for it, she never expected her identity to be exposed so suddenly.
Looking at the enormous bloody hole in her abdomen, Qiansui understood: to ascend, first you have to take a blade!
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Rumor had it that three years after her death, the Canglang Sword Master, once famous throughout the land, slaughtered the three greatest sects of the cultivation world and became a fiend everyone avoided.
By then, Qiansui had long since cleared her name and reinvented herself as the youngest and most promising high god in the cultivation world. She set down the storybook in her hand and nudged the black-clad man kneeling at her feet with her foot.
"Why does the mortal world only make up tragic stories? Don't you agree, Canglang Sword Master?"
Theme: The road is long and arduous
