Does the Villainous Fish Have to Share Feelings with the Male Lead?

Former: A foodie palace maid × a seemingly innocent, secretly sinister half-demon prince Later: A formidable Demon Venerable × a dark, obsessive Human Emperor 1. Song Zhiyu, a food blogger with tens of millions of followers, had no ambition for the rest of her life beyond eating. Until a livestream went disastrously wrong and a fish bone got stuck in her throat. When she opened her eyes again, she had become the ruthless, bloodthirsty Demon Venerable, the great villain of a male-oriented power fantasy. What a coincidence. She was a fish, too. The System soon showed up, insisting she assist the original novel's male lead in saving the world. Ha! What a cruel world. Even a drudge can be called a savior now! Song Zhiyu: Tsk! System: Host, please... Song Zhiyu: Tsk, tsk, tsk!!! The System was out of options, so it linked her and the male lead through shared sensations instead. Song Zhiyu: What?! I'm filing a complaint!!! System: Bzzzt, this world has no internet connection~ Song Zhiyu: :) 2. Zhao Jin, the original novel's male lead, was the son of the current Human Emperor and the former Demon Venerable. The moment he was born, his father turned around and killed his mother. Born a heaven-blessed prodigy, he somehow ended up in a world falling apart around him. Being beaten up every day was bad enough, but he was always hungry, too. And now that she shared his sensations, she had to go hungry right along with him! To avoid starving to death, she had no choice but to disguise herself as a palace maid and sneak over the wall at night to bring the male lead food. And then... How had feeding him somehow ended with her being dragged off to his palace?! On an autumn night deep in the palace, golden persimmons hung heavy on the branches beneath the tree. The elegant young man looked up at her, his clear, luminous catlike eyes innocent and harmless. Damn it. She was a sucker for handsome faces! 3. The first time Zhao Jin saw Song Zhiyu, he realized she was a demon. At the time, he had thought: This demon is powerful. I can put her to use. So when he figured out they shared sensations, he should have used that leverage to threaten her into joining him. Instead... She was lured away by a pretty-faced imperial chef, and he got beaten up by some prince. She was invited to dinner by a restaurant owner, and someone tried to assassinate him... Well, how was that not a threat? He considered himself vile by nature, consumed by greed. He greedily craved her unreserved tenderness and her exclusive affection, obsessively wanting to claim every bit of her attention. But later, Song Zhiyu sacrificed herself to save him, perishing within the formation. That day, sand and wind filled the sky, and bloody tears welled from the corners of his eyes. She had promised she wouldn't leave him. So why had she abandoned him in the end? She really was a liar. Without her, the world held no value for him. He raised his sword and drove it toward himself like a madman. At that instant, he felt her faint breath and steady heartbeat She was still alive. “He would find her and cling to her, for all eternity.” *Four years later* Song Zhiyu looked at Zhao Jin, now bearing the title of Human Emperor, freshly washed and stretched out on the bed of the mighty Demon Venerable that she was. She fell silent... When had their pure and proper relationship as enemies turned into this?! “Mmm, ” “A-Yu, you’re distracted.” The man's voice was tender and plaintive. His fluffy tail wound around her fish scales once more. Tsk. That damn shared-sensation link! Reading Guide: 1. Both leads are powerful, but the heroine is stronger. One-on-one, both are virgins. The heroine is older than the hero. The hero's mother once raised the heroine, so they might count as pseudo-siblings with an age gap? 2. This is a fictional setting with lots of original worldbuilding, where humans and demons coexist. Both races cultivate spiritual power. The heroine is a fish, and the hero is a half-demon cat. 3. The hero's shared sensations begin in Chapter 6 and grow stronger over time. There are other reasons for the connection as well. 4. The heroine has plenty of inner monologue and often bickers with the System. [Please add my next book to your reading list]: My Junior Uncle Wants to Force the Eldest Senior Sister to Be His The Pursuit After the Breakup | Coercive Love | Hero Transmigrates Into a Book | Romantic Rivals Aloof beauty with a cute cold side, the Eldest Senior Sister × Frail-seeming but truly unhinged Junior Uncle Seven years ago, her family was wiped out. Nan Zhi was saved by an immortal and barely survived. To take revenge, she left home, joined a sect, and climbed step by step to become its Eldest Senior Sister. At last, she avenged her family and personally slew the demon. As she lay dying, she saw the immortal once more. “You’re awake?” The immortal was as radiant as the moon, surely destined for a brilliant future. He had saved her again. The immortal was none other than the rarely seen Junior Uncle, a medicine cultivator who... couldn't even lift a sword. The Junior Uncle seemed gravely ill, since she often saw him coughing up blood. The Junior Uncle seemed to know how to wield a sword, since she had once seen him unleash ten thousand swords, his sword intent dazzling. There was always a sorrow in his eyes that Nan Zhi could never understand. As if under a spell, she thought of him day and night. Then her junior fellow disciple suddenly confessed his feelings for her. She panicked. Looking up, she saw the Junior Uncle. He glanced at her indifferently, as if he had merely wandered into the wrong place. She turned down her junior fellow disciple and hurried after him. “Junior Uncle, Junior Brother Yan and I are only fellow disciples.” She hurried to explain, but received the same gentle yet ruthless response he always gave. “A-Zhi, the path of cultivation is long. In the end, being alone is terribly lonely.” “Wen Yan has grown up under my watch. He has a good nature. If you became cultivation partners, it would surely be a fine match.” She fell silent, staring at him in a daze. “This disciple understands. Thank you, Junior Uncle.” She thought she must like him. But her Junior Uncle did not like her. Then she would stay by his side, for a hundred years, a thousand, even ten thousand. But the arrival of Junior Sister broke everything apart. He, who had never taken a disciple, took her as his final personal student. He treated Junior Sister wonderfully. They went up the mountain to gather herbs, held free clinics among the common people, went to lantern festivals, released floating lanterns, and watched fireworks together... These were all things Nan Zhi had never dared to imagine or ask for. After the Junior Uncle abandoned her yet again for Junior Sister, Nan Zhi lay covered in blood in the mud. She wanted to cry, but couldn't shed a tear. He had always hated seeing her hurt... Junior Sister wasn't as kind as she seemed. At the very least, she disliked Nan Zhi. At last, Nan Zhi discovered that Junior Sister was a demon, the one who had slaughtered her entire family. She had possessed another body and been reborn. Nan Zhi wanted to kill Junior Sister. The Junior Uncle stood in her way, sword in hand. Ten thousand swords flew at once. Once again, Nan Zhi saw him wield a sword. This time, it was to take her life. The sect wanted to punish her. She exposed the demon, but he defended it at every turn. “Yan'er can't be a demon.” “Nan Zhi, she's your junior sister. Is this how you treat your fellow disciple?” “Even if Yan'er did something wrong, you had no right to take matters into your own hands and kill her. What's more, this is all just your imagination.” Seeing the disappointment in his eyes, she was at last left with nothing to say. “This disciple is willing to destroy her cultivation and leave the sect.” Before anyone could react, the bones in her sword-bearing body shattered, and all her Nascent Soul cultivation dispersed. Perhaps it was her imagination, but for a moment, she saw panic in his eyes. How strange. She severed the love she had held in her heart once and for all. He had once saved her life. She would repay him by giving up her cultivation today. From now on, they owed each other nothing. But... suddenly, he refused to let her go. Her eyes were blindfolded, her legs and wrists bound, and she was imprisoned in the hall. Without her cultivation, even her senses had grown weak. Dragging her long chains, she felt her way toward the wooden door. It opened. He was there. Only when he forced a kiss on her and entwined himself with her did she come back to her senses in shock. Was this man sick in the head? “A-Zhi, don't leave me.” “A-Zhi, do you really hate me that much?” “Of course.” She thought Ling Yun had gone mad. Using magic, he forced her to raise her sword and plunge it into his heart. She wasn't stupid. She pulled the sword out and stabbed him several more times. He wept as he begged her to love him, over and over. Annoyed by his noise, she swung her hand and slapped him. The madman immediately started laughing and crying at once. He even resorted to despicable tricks, locking her up so she couldn't see anyone. She had to use just a little cunning to lock him up instead and escape to freedom. The world was vast, and Nan Zhi's life was only just beginning. And she was going to claim that demon's life, too. Theme: Peace and prosperity for all.