Noble Aspirations: This Heartthrob Is Toxic

I've transmigrated to a cultivation world! There's abundant spiritual energy, I have excellent bone structure, and I've even got an outrageously powerful golden finger!

With the heavens favoring me so much, I must be their own child, right? Hahaha... (cackling)

Will I make it through countless trials, scheming against others and killing for their treasures, before I attain the Dao and become a god?

Or will I activate my Mary Sue aura and have all the handsome men in the world fall into my clutches? (Author intrudes: Heroine, wipe the drool off your face!)

Will I live freely and wildly, pass through a thousand flowers without a single leaf clinging to me?

As it turns out, I was really naive.

My male god may be breathtakingly beautiful, but unfortunately, he's a venomous beauty. As the ancients said, "Beauty is a blade above one's head." They weren't wrong.

Part 1 Qin Wuyan fixed his deep, dark eyes on her. His voice was detached, though he couldn't hide how his heart was racing with excitement. "I simply don't want to marry you, but I don't mind marrying you."

Yun Xi was so embarrassed and angry that she snapped, "Qin Wuyan, who told you I wanted to marry you? If you want to marry me, you'd be better off dreaming."

Part 2 A hint of scorn flashed through Qin Wuyan's eyes, and a cold smile tugged at his lips. "My true nature? Going back and forth and being a traitor is my true nature! I've always stayed true to myself. Why can't being a traitor be my true nature?!"

Yun Xi hugged him tenderly. "I understand, Wuyan. If people had a choice, who would want to stay trapped in darkness forever?"

Qin Wuyan's body stiffened for a moment. It was as if something warm had given his heart a painful squeeze.

Yun Xi had seen his treachery, malice, cruelty, and coldness, yet she was still willing to draw near, embrace, and comfort him.

What a warm person she was, like sunlight pouring into the darkness. Once he'd met her, how could he bear to let her go?

Gazing at the sky from the mire

The most despised thing is longing

Clinging to love, afraid of being mocked

And still afraid of being looked down on

Qin Wuyan

Love Without Words

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