The Half-God Who Does Nothing

The gods have countless immortals, and the demons have myriad monsters. The mortal world is full of vicissitudes, yet ruled through inaction. Azure Dragon eyes, Vermilion Phoenix body, White Tiger heart, Black Tortoise feet: the four divine beasts dwell in one body. Their power to seal demons can hold back every fiend. Why, then, do they share one delicate mortal form? Is it a blessing or a calamity? In the mortal world, a lovesick maiden falls from a cliff, shattering her chastity and honor. Her bones are broken. Why does she seem so unconcerned? An immortal maiden falls, a peacock mourns, a snake demon runs rampant, and demons dance in chaos. Watch as Duan Wuwei meets each challenge as it comes. The blood-wraith curse has been passed down for generations, its solution unknown. A fate cursed by the stars, a solitary-star destiny, a red thread binding them: who is it tied to?! Why was the thousand-year curse cast, and how can it be broken? Bonus scene: "Can the Matchmaker's red thread really strike you dead?" "No, it can't kill me." Someone laughed. "That's good." "Duan Wuwei! You lying, backstabbing scoundrel!" An enraged voice rang out overhead. "Just you wait!" The consequences: "The old man said that however many mistresses you have, I'm going to find just as many husbands! Can I marry a few fewer? Supporting a bunch of spouses is such a hassle!" He clutched the Matchmaker's beard in his left hand and a piece of his robe in his right, gazing mournfully at the handsome man. #favorite_1{color:#DC143C;font-weight:bold;border-style:double;} Thanks to Miao Er Graphics for the cover art. Link to my new story, and please keep supporting me: "[The Heirs] Black Rosevil".