The Empress's Second Generation

[My ongoing novel, Sleep Your Way into Godhood, is looking for readers. The synopsis is below.] After developing narcolepsy, Tao Yun, the heiress of the Tao family, fell from the heavens into the mud and was cruelly kicked out by her own father. The next day, she woke up to find herself back in the heavens... literally. The Heavenly Court had relocated across dimensions. One immortal after another began to awaken, and she turned out to be the Sleep God, with the power to hypnotize and create dreams. But the Heavenly Court's interdimensional move had brought over nothing but an empty lot. Rebuilding it would require everyone to earn affinity in this world first. The immortals who earned the most affinity on Earth would be the biggest winners when the rewards were handed out. So Tao Yun set up a stall at the night market, treating people's insomnia in exchange for affinity. The next day, the business district's gossip paper ran the headline: Former Tao heiress sets up a street stall at the night market. Fate is cruel indeed. But Tao Yun's sleep business kept growing. The Tao family couldn't sleep because of all the bad things they'd done? Dream on. She wouldn't take that job. The immortals who'd looked down on her now wanted to collaborate? Sorry, this goddess could take up the top three spots on the contribution rankings all by herself. One day, a client came seeking treatment. Tao Yun didn't even look up. "Did you make an appointment? No? Get in line." Then she looked up. "H-Heavenly Lord?!" The Heavenly Lord said, "I've got insomnia. Can you treat me?" [This novel] Wan Yinlin, a troubled second-generation star, picked fights and drank, but had no achievements to her name. Still, her face alone drew countless fans. Beauty is justice, so as long as she didn't blow up the planet, she could do whatever she wanted. That is, until one day, she led Shao An, the old-school stalwart of the music scene, completely astray... Shao An's fans: "This is unacceptable!!!" But later, her own image changed too. You think all she's got is a pretty face? Who are you looking down on? The king of love songs versus the next queen of pop. In one sentence: A problem girl's road to stardom. Content warning: The heroine grows over the course of the story. She's immature at first, so please go easy on her. [My ongoing novel, This God Has a Memory Black Hole] The day Jiang Li transmigrated, she ascended to immortality. What a happy occasion. That same day, the High God Fuyue failed to survive her rebirth. What a tragedy. With the guardian deity dead, the Heavenly Lord was looking for someone to take his anger out on. Jiang Li happened to botch a mission right in front of him. Perfect. Down to the mortal realm with her. So much for her day trip to the immortal realm? Jiang Li had always had a terrible memory, so it was no surprise she botched her mission. The Heavenly Lord punished her by making her plant trees, the Heavenly Consort slapped her, demons big and small took turns provoking her, and the King of the Underworld kept hunting her down. Life was miserable. Then one day, she took a High God as her underling. He shielded her from the storm and said, "Don't panic. You're a High God yourself." Really? She'd forgotten, since her memory was so bad. Later, the Heavenly Lord punished himself with lightning strikes, the Heavenly Consort lit a candle for herself, and as for you, King of the Underworld, you'd better figure out what to do on your own... Why had she forgotten she was the High God Fuyue? It all went back to her underling, junior fellow disciple, and archenemy illegally claiming a fragment of her soul. High God Zeyuan: "Who are you calling a criminal? That fragment of your soul threw itself into my arms. I had no choice but to accept it, however reluctantly." Theme: