After Being Reborn, I Was Forced to Win Over My Nemesis

Shen Ke was the fearsome Demon Lord whom everyone in the cultivation world dreaded.

The righteous sects joined forces to nurture a Blood Fungus to kill him. When it took human form, it looked like the person the Demon Lord loved.

Huo Jia was reborn and discovered that he had become a puppet meant to win over the Demon Lord.

And that Demon Lord was none other than his archenemy in his previous life!

Huo Jia: Bullshit. What beloved? This puppet's face looks exactly like mine!

Even worse, whenever his puppet body got near Shen Ke, his face flushed and his legs went weak, and he couldn't stop himself from pressing close to him...

One dark and stormy night.

Huo Jia marched off with a knife to hack someone to pieces, only for the Bewitching Soul Fragrance to take effect on the spot.

The foot he'd meant to use to kick Shen Ke went weak, and he ended up straddling his waist instead.

Shen Ke: Can't beat me, so you're resorting to seduction?

Huo Jia: @#*%$!

The curse on his lips turned into a coquettish whimper: "Brother Shen Ke~ Aren't I the apple of your eye?"

Reader Notice:

1. This is a fictional setting. There is no need to nitpick historical accuracy. It is not a typical cultivation setting, and many details are the author's own inventions. Any implausible elements are simply the author's imagination.

2. This is a fantasy story. The professions, worldbuilding, character dialogue, plot logic, and so on are included only as the story requires. Please don't judge them by real-world standards or hold them to any other standards.

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Nine Fiancés Weeping at My Grave

Zhu Mingyi kicked the bucket and became a wandering spirit. From nearby, he watched his fiancés collapse over his grave, weeping in agony.

Damn, this is satisfying.

Zhu Mingyi calmly counted them off on his fingers: demons, angels, elves... All nine were there, not one missing, each weeping in their own way.

I'm finally free of those bastards!

Zhu Mingyi clutched his face and cackled. But before he could finish laughing...

He was reborn!

Reborn when all nine freaks were still little brats!

The nine tiny tots chirped obediently in unison: "Good morning, Teacher Zhu!"

Zhu Mingyi's vision went black, and he nearly fainted. Demons! Just let me die!

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So Zhu Mingyi gritted his teeth and wrote in his little notebook:

Plan One: Kick the demon fiancé's ass.

Plan Two: Pluck every feather from the angel fiancé's wings.

Plan Three: Break off the vampire fiancé's fangs.

Plan Four: ...

OK, the plan is set. Let's do this.

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Later:

The demon young man smiled wickedly and asked, "Insult me again. I want to hear it."

The elf with emerald eyes whispered gently in his ear: "If you run away, I'll extinguish every light in this world."

The six-winged angel knelt before him and gently kissed his fingertips. "Please, fall into ruin with me."

Zhu Mingyi: ?!!

Where did everything go wrong?!

Theme: Flowers raised in a greenhouse must weather storms to transform, and young people must endure hardship to grow. May they weather countless trials and still return as boys.