In the gentle, lush lands of the Southern Border, there was a demonic sect feared by the martial world of the Central Plains. A young woman, just sixteen, was as beautiful as a flower. She was studying at a Mary Sue melodrama academy, and the moment she entered the martial world, she dreamed of collecting handsome men and their slim waists. Unfortunately, she'd drawn a cannon-fodder role...
"Isn't the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect the one who mercilessly kills innocent young men?"
"I heard she can take a hundred heads while chatting and laughing!"
"And doesn't she eat the hearts of babies to stay young forever?"
The young woman sat in her spring-green ruqun, its skirts rippling with the promise of spring. Resting her chin in her hand, she flipped through a martial-world storybook with great interest, her smile as soft as the shimmering spring river.
Zhong Min: "I'm Zhong Min, and I'm strawberry-flavored!"
Sweet, sweet, sweet! So sugary, so sugary, so sugary!
A fluffy little confection, tooth-achingly sweet!
Note: I'm a college freshman and a casual writer with no chapters stockpiled. This story has been abandoned for now, but I may return to it someday. Reposting is prohibited, and violators will be held responsible.
Weibo: @Miaozhen Shanren
