Bound to My Archrival After Getting a Disciple-Raising System

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Nemesis romance + raising kids + fluffy cuteness + cultivation ensemble cast + slice of life

Bright and sunny, warm-hearted cutie × cold-faced, awful dad

Blurb:

Yu Yang and Zhou Suiyuan's relationship can be summed up in three words:

Arch-enemies, strangers, forced to raise a disciple together.

Let's set aside the fact that their feud began when Yu Yang was demonstrating how to get someone to chase after you by playing hard to get. If he could do it all over again, Yu Yang would definitely choose not to compete with Zhou Suiyuan.

It all started with a bolt from the blue. The so-called Heavenly Dao not only bound the two of them to the same System, but also gave them the task of raising a disciple together.

Even worse, during the task, their lives and deaths were bound together.

And because of this, when Zhou Suiyuan was surrounded and attacked, the person who worried most was Yu Yang. When Yu Yang stood by and refused to help, all Zhou Suiyuan had to do was press a short blade to his own throat...

In the eyes of the people of Qinghe Town, the whole thing took on a very different meaning.

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Zhou Suiyuan never dreamed that he would now be doing the laundry and cooking at Minglan Sect.

The little fluffballs loved turning into their animal forms, then wagging their tails as they burrowed into his arms.

Especially after Yu Yang started teaching them to cultivate, Zhou Suiyuan also had to pick up the cats, dogs, rabbits, wolves, and snakes, all covered in dust and dirt.

But later, the two of them watched their fluffy cultivation team overcome one obstacle after another at Yunxiao Academy.

Yu Yang: "I taught them."

Zhou Suiyuan: "I raised them."

[Mini Theater]

Xiao Jia: (whispering) Did you hear? Last time someone blocked Daoist Zhou, Daoist Yu rushed over in a panic before the blade even touched him.

Yu Yang: (clutching his chest in anguish) What would you know? That's my life on the line!

Xiao Yi: (adding fuel to the fire) That's not all. You know, I once saw Daoist Zhou carrying the disciples Minglan Sect had just taken in down the mountain to buy candied hawthorns. He was so practiced at it, you'd think they already had kids together.

Xiao Bing: Exactly. Your nemesis is your wife. Long live the nemesis flag!

Yu Yang: (on the verge of tears) I feel like I've been played.

Content notes:

1. Welcome, sweeties, to this cozy sect slice-of-life story! Here you'll find the happy, leisurely daily lives of a trio of masters and their five disciples.

2. Taking in and raising disciples is the main storyline. The disciples are primarily a platonic ensemble, with plenty of arc content. The first two arcs lay the groundwork for the masters' growth.

3. I'm not good at writing blurbs, so feel free to check out the story itself 😊

4. The disciples are fluffy little animals at first, and will later take human form (while retaining some animal features). But they'll also turn fluffy from time to time, perhaps when they're emotional or at certain times...

Advance notice: Please add my upcoming novel, After Humiliating the Sword Spirit Dragon Hero qwq

Arrogant, wicked woman on a journey of growth × lively, beautiful Dragon Hero

Strong female lead / dog-training romance / both are each other's first / female lead reborn (?) male lead transmigrates into a book

Shen Banxi has been reborn.

As the daughter of the Pavilion Master of Yunxiao Pavilion, she was raised to be extremely spoiled, and was notorious for it.

But because of her status, no one dared say a word to her. They only thought to themselves that there was no point arguing with a blind person.

It wasn't until her bonded sword spirit appeared that Shen Banxi finally met the man known as the "Dragon Hero."

She curled her lips into a smile, her gaze sweeping over the maids cowering in the corner.

A sinister idea took shape:

She would tame him and make him the sharpest sword in her hand.

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After transmigrating into a book, being hunted, and landing in the wrong body as a sword spirit, Pei Yanshan thought life had already beaten him into good, firm shape.

But then the System suddenly issued a new task:

If he didn't cuddle up to Shen Banxi, he would die.

Pei Yanshan: "Picking on a little sword spirit?"

So whenever Shen Banxi went out, he took care of warming her bed, doing the laundry, and cooking, all so he could secretly cuddle up to her at night.

When she caught him, the young man calmly pushed her sword away. "I'm the Dragon Hero. I'll take you on a rampage through the cultivation world."

While Shen Banxi was distracted, he rested his head on her lap, his eyes brimming with tenderness. "Master, pat my head~"

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Shen Banxi remembered that the Dragon Hero in the original story was an extremely proud man.

So she was determined to crush his pride.

She planted her foot on his chest and gripped his chin. "People fear and respect me because of my status. Why do you insist on coming near me?"

Pei Yanshan lightly clutched the girl's pure white robe, not daring to cross the line even a little. He spoke each word clearly: "Shen Banxi, I came for you."

Until the day she set the ancestral hall ablaze, the flames reflecting off the bloodstained robes of the girl.

In front of the Guanyin Hall, the goddess did evil.

"If Heaven refuses to show me mercy, then don't blame me for slaying Heaven and destroying the Dao."

Behind the Guanyin Hall, the sense of suffocation burned hotter and hotter, just like the flames. The young man's face was flushed as he knelt on the ground, yet his expression was as devout as a believer's. "Guanyin has mercy on me."

A cold dragon tail wound around her ankle, and Shen Banxi remembered.

The heavenly genius in the original story was a dragon in his true form.

From then on, she had one more source of amusement.

She teased and tormented him, only to pull away at the most crucial moment.

She watched him cling to her, pleading in a meek, plaintive voice.

Theme: A touch of youthful spirit can weather a thousand autumns