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Lin Zhi transmigrates into a power-fantasy novel from Qidian, becoming a stand-in for the male lead's deceased first love.
The first love was gentle and kind, delicate and frail. Aside from her looks, the original owner had nothing in common with her.
The first love had no cultivation and could barely walk, so the male lead, that bastard, personally shattered the original owner's meridians and crushed her leg bones, determined to mold her into a perfect replica.
After reading the original novel, Lin Zhi clutched her copy of The Thirty-Day Crash Course to Becoming an Alchemist and packed her bags that very night, ready to flee.
Had the stand-in business really become this dangerous? She was done!
She had no lofty ambitions. She just wanted to stay alive.
With the harsh conditions around her, Lin Zhi sought out the gloomy, sickly youth from the original novel, a dazzling genius hailed as the greatest talent of his generation.
In the book, he died in a great fire before he could fully reveal his brilliance.
She smiled at him. "I'll cure your illness, and you'll keep me safe. How does that sound?"
The youth's gaze was cold and somber, his voice hoarse. "I don't look long-lived. I can't protect you for long."
"Then do your best to live a little longer."
Yan Ming couldn't understand.
Why had the little stand-in who should have been confined by him in the remote mountains, only to die a miserable death, become an honored guest of every major sect, with every family clamoring for one of her pills?
And why was the refined young man at her side the youngest Dao Lord in the history of the cultivation world, to whom everyone bowed?
He had enjoyed good fortune all his life, with the fate of heaven and earth at his disposal. So how had he ended up like this?
In the Ten Hells, karmic fire devoured his heart and bones. Every day he went mad, raving like a lunatic.
In his fading consciousness, he seemed to see himself founding a sect, becoming a regional overlord, and standing at the pinnacle of the cultivation world.
But when he awoke in pain, all he saw was an iron cage and endless karmic fire.
In the end... it had all been an empty dream.
[Coming next: Sacrificed to the Great Demon King. Please add it to your reading list!]
Here is the preview:
Legend has it that a great demon king is imprisoned beneath Changku Cliff.
That unspeakable being once severed the path to immortality, filled the Endless Sea, and slaughtered every foreign race. His fearsome reputation struck terror across the world.
What's more, he had chosen to be sealed away.
Every year, the cultivation world drops a gifted female cultivator down as a sacrifice, hoping to appease the great demon king and keep him from breaking through his precarious seal out of sheer boredom and bathing the four corners of the world in blood.
Si Rao grew up hearing this tale, but never imagined she would fall off the cliff herself.
Still less did she expect...
When she opened her eyes, there really was someone at the bottom of the cliff.
A handsome man with an eerily wicked air crouched beside her. His pale, slender fingers disdainfully brushed aside her bloodstained hair. He gave a scornful laugh. "I've never seen a sacrifice in worse shape than you."
Six months later.
The sun and moon lost their light, and ten thousand swords rang in unison.
The seal beneath Changku Cliff, which had stood for a thousand years, was utterly destroyed amid a cataclysm of collapsing mountains. The bottom of the cliff was empty, save for a razor-sharp sword mark radiating immense power and chilling all who saw it.
For a time, everyone in the cultivation world lived in fear.
Meanwhile, Si Rao reclined in a rocking chair and frowned in complaint. "Why did you only buy one serving of osmanthus cakes? Where are the mung bean cakes I asked for?"
The man frowned coldly, his imposing pressure heavy in the air. "A sacrifice should know her place!"
"Hmm?"
"I'll go kidnap the cook."
Si Rao: "..."
[A story of taming and being tamed]
Theme: Put down roots in the present and do your best to stay alive!
