I Fished Up a Girl from the Underworld

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Qing Qi slept for tens of thousands of years. She could summon wind and rain and determine the life and death of all things. Her seniority even surpassed the Nether Lord's. After the second-generation gods divided up the world, she was tainted by a trace of that person's aura and was automatically assigned to the Netherworld.

Most primordial gods had little interest in the younger generation's power struggles. She chose the least demanding post, Warden of the Seventeenth Layer of Hell, and lounged in the Netherworld, watching the many aspects of mortal life.

But unfortunately... the current Nether Lord was a real piece of work.

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He fished up a... 'mermaid' from the sea?

Shi Qi raised an eyebrow and locked eyes with the woman who had surfaced.

Someone nearby laughed. "Mr. Shi, you sure are popular. These days, women are getting more and more creative about sneaking into your bed."

He gave a cold laugh, dropped his fishing rod, and left.

After Qing Qi frowned and was brought aboard, she silently cursed the directionally challenged Nether Lord. What kind of terrible place had he sent her to?

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After coming ashore from the sea she'd been teleported to, she wandered around for three days. After scaring a whole string of little ghosts, she realized that without money, she couldn't even find a place to stay, let alone search for the Netherworld's treasure that kept evil at bay.

She had no money.

So...

"Mr. Shi, that woman you fished up is back."

Shi Qi raised an eyebrow and told them to bring her in.

The long-legged woman with a slender waist lifted her eyes and stopped in front of him. Leaning on his desk, she smiled. "Need a bodyguard? I'll take good care of you and make sure you don't die."

"And even if you do die, it's fine. I'll tell the Nether Lord to bring you back."

Shi Qi's mouth twitched. He put on a stern face and tossed her a contract.

"Deal."

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Shi Qi took in this strange woman with the mysterious past.

She's great at fighting, pays with Netherworld paper money, can't cross the street, and loves melodramatic TV shows...

Then one day, he saw the woman who had been holding his arm and softly begging him to let her watch just a little more, narrow her eyes and pin the Ghost King to the ground, even though the Paranormal Affairs Department had been powerless against him.

Warden of the Seventeenth Layer of Hell × domineering CEO

Beautiful, fair-skinned lady × serious, diligent tall guy

#If this isn't your thing, please click away.

#This is my first fantasy romance, and my ideas may get weird. If you don't like something or it hits a sore spot, I'm sorry in advance! You're right, whatever you say.

#Synopsis subject to change

#The idea has been screenshotted

#Lots of original worldbuilding!! (Important)

Next book: [A Delicate Voice: From Ancient Times to the Present], a big shot and his little oriole

Little oriole songstress × a king who looks down on all beings

Sweet-voiced beauty and beloved girl-group member × big-shot investor

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"Little oriole, come here."

Every time she finished singing a song, the king would call her to his side.

She nestled against him and poured his wine, and she would also act coy to make the king smile.

Everyone thought he would take her as a concubine, but even when she died, she never heard him say a word about it.

After she lost consciousness, desperate yet relieved, she felt as if she had slept for a very, very long time.

One day, she woke to find herself in a strange world. There was no king here, and no one else controlled life and death.

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She accepted her identity as a girl-group contestant and got to know this new world and her new friends.

But after successfully debuting, the first thing her manager did was pressure her to meet the investor.

Her manager patiently coaxed her to go in, explaining it was only dinner. She hid a knife in her bag and went anyway.

The moment she opened the door and saw the man inside, she fled. No matter how loudly her manager called after her, she didn't stop.

This time, she didn't want to be his little oriole!

When it was clear there was no chance, her manager bowed and apologized to the man, but the only response he got was a frown and, "Don't be so harsh with her in the future."

Even when they first met in their previous life, he had never once raised his voice at her.

This time, he would be the one to coax his little oriole.

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A recommendation for my friend's novel! An amazing, thrilling historical romance!

[After the Obsessive Brocade Guard Set His Sights on Me] by Yi Ge Pang Li

Violent, domineering killer × sweet, delicate little rabbit

Theme: He was born without empathy, but she became his whole world