The Daoist War Goddess

Shen Dingli, five-time consecutive national sanda champion, transmigrates into a book and becomes the cultivation world's number-one good-for-nothing cannon-fodder female side character. She chased the male lead in vain and was ultimately pierced through the heart by ten thousand swords. Overnight, the disciples discover that the good-for-nothing is actually a rare Heavenly Spirit Root, unseen in the cultivation world for a hundred years! The sect leader, the headmaster, and even powerful cultivators from other immortal sects all vie to take her as their disciple! And the spirit talismans, immortal weapons, and treasures filling her cosmos pouch are enough to blind anyone! Once mocked as the Vase Fairy, the good-for-nothing sheds her former timid demeanor and becomes the greatest heroine of justice, helping the weak and upholding the righteous path. She has beauty and talent, yet no one dares pursue her. The female war god, whose catchphrase is "Love me or leave me, don't bother me, I'm off to the heavens," can casually take down ten people with a single punch. Who'd dare want her? Then a certain man, utterly unafraid of death, swishes his nine tails and smiles with utter satisfaction. Jiu Liao Fang: I just love being beaten by her. She's the only one who can hit me~ Shen Dingli: ...Fox, be good and take your medicine. A wicked nine-tailed fox who pretends to be a masochist but is actually a sadist x a badass, Taoist-style female (adorable) war (beast) goddess (enthusiast). [Tips] One-on-one, happy ending. Nonsensical, illogical writing. If you click, we'll meet; if not, we'll part ways. Feel free to criticize, but don't make personal attacks or compare rankings. XOXO~ Tap my profile to see my next novel, "Woof Woof Woof"~ The Wolf King once ruled the snowy plains of the northern desert and was feared by the entire cultivation world. When he wakes up from a deep sleep, he finds himself in a different era. A wild, cool, domineering gaze; pristine gray-and-white fur; and an air of utter nobility. That's right, he is... "Whose husky got loose?" The door opens. A cute girl with a head full of fluffy curls looks down at him, carries him home, and parts his legs without expression. She holds a very strange little stick. "Inspection." "Good. No distemper, parvo, or contagious diseases." Lang Moyuan is in so much pain he's barely conscious, but the girl pats his head and says, "From now on, I'm your owner." Foolish mortal. Once his powers return, he'll tear her apart with his own hands. Later, as he passionately bites the girl's lips, he calls her "Master" again and again, his voice hoarse and seductive. In the age of declining magic, Taoist arts have waned, but cultivators still live in hiding among ordinary people. Dao Qian, a professional animal trainer and amateur veterinarian, finds a husky at her doorstep. Years later, under the admiring gaze of the younger animal trainers who are still single, she gazes into the distance in silence. "You might not believe me, but my Dao companion is a dog." Dear angels, please tap the collection button when you visit my profile. Have pity on this terrible author! If everyone contributes a little support, Tang will love you all to death! (Extra chapters are very possible, too!) Please, collecting my work really means a lot to me, qwq. Weibo: @Tang Chuxiao Theme: