There Are Gods in the Ruins

Blurb: (Next novel: "Hello, Strange Things, I’m the Ten Thousand Souls Banner", recipient-centered power-progression story)

This was the first time Qing Jiu had ever done something bad.

And his victim caught him red-handed.

“I heard you’re dating a young lady. Did you know she already had a fiancé?”

The victim, handsome but menacing, gave him a sidelong look as his tall shadow closed in, step by step.

Qing Jiu pressed himself against the wall, trembling.

[An evil-aligned intelligent lifeform detected. The Breeding Center is locating… Location acquired. Integration complete. All-purpose assistant online. Long time no see, dear Master.]

With his golden finger back, Qing Jiu took his ex-husband’s hand. “Do you need a family doctor?”

“?”

“It’s free. No, wait, market rate.”

*

A new Breeding Center for the Awakened opened in the Chaos Zone. It claimed it could cure Calamity-Born and provide cultivation guidance, but everyone scoffed.

“Doesn’t everyone hate Calamity-Born? What a shameless attention grab.”

“Ability, talent, and aptitude are all innate. I’ve never heard of anyone being able to teach them.”

Everyone was waiting for a laugh, but Lou Yan walked through the door, and then… he got better. He became even stronger.

A sign appeared outside the Breeding Center:

Does your talent and circumstances fail to match your hard work?

Come to me.

I’ll make up for your innate shortcomings and correct your acquired flaws. If there’s no path, I’ll carve one out for you.

A professional trainer will be by your side.

*

To Qing Jiu, Lou Yan was a great person to raise. He took every plan seriously and provided wholehearted material support.

It was just that he kept trying to steal Qing Jiu away from his work, grinding his teeth against soft flesh, always unsatisfied.

He was hard to placate.

The broken swordsman, the fugitive cripple, the genius from the slums… The world’s heroes at the end of their rope all came to the Breeding Center.

As the trainer grew famous, everyone was betting on whom he would accept, and how many.

Lou Yan climbed in through the window in the middle of the night and cornered him.

“They’re all bad people. Choose me.”

Important content warnings:

1. I’m not very good at writing blurbs. Please see the main story for details.

2. Recipient-centered feel-good story, one-on-one and mutually devoted, no angst, with elements of taking someone by force and multiple rivals fighting over them.

3. A lawless society; the recipient is universally adored.

4. The comments section belongs to the readers.

5. Updates daily.

Upcoming novel: "Hello, Strange Things, I’m the Ten Thousand Souls Banner"

Blurb:

Tai Xi was surrounded and attacked by his fellow disciples. When he woke up again, he found himself in a chaotic world where humans and strange beings coexisted.

Otherworldly horrors were invading, and humanity was struggling to survive, retreating at every turn. He was merely an ordinary, low-rank “Wanderer,” recently forced to drop out after offending a high-rank ability user.

[“Wanderer” is the lowest sequence. Weak and formless, it can contain all things. Trait: acceptance.]

[A low-rank sequence can advance to a high-rank sequence once certain conditions are met, while retaining its low-rank traits.]

[A Wanderer who kills horrors above his rank can ascend to Night Soldier.]

“Monsters offer up their bodies, spirits nurture their souls. In a cultivation system, you can call me an evil cultivator and I won’t argue. What should this world call me?”

“Call you the Honored Ten Thousand Souls Banner, Savior of the Suffering.”

Important:

1. An overpowered power-progression story, recipient-centered feel-good fiction.

2. A wicked-to-the-core righteous-cultivation recipient and an otherworldly demon seme. A couple who always fight each other, no angst.

3. The comments section belongs to the readers.

4. Three chapters a day before signing, six a day with a backlog afterward, three a day without one, and ten thousand words on bonus-update days.

Theme: When fate closes a door, it always opens a window