Zombie Survival Manual

My next book will be Betrayed by My Disciple. Please add it to your favorites!

Blurb:

Before she met the stinky Taoist priest

Shen An'an's daily cultivation routine: sleep in a coffin.

After she met the stinky Taoist priest

Shen An'an's daily survival routine: The Daoist master is right. The Daoist master is amazing. The Daoist master is the best!

When a cowardly little zombie who loves courting death meets the ancestor of zombies, who has cultivated for a thousand years,

the little zombie faces death without fear: "Since I'm devoted to the Dao, Ancestor, please take me in!"

Daoist Master Jiang Han replies impassively: "Unfortunately, I've changed my mind. I can't be bothered to take you in now."

Shen An'an: ...Aaaaaah! Help! I'm urgently waiting for a hundred ways to kill the stinky Daoist priest!!!

Also known as Shen An'an's Daily Death Wish, A Hundred Ways to Cling to the Daoist Master's Leg, and What Do I Do When I Want to Eat the Daoist Master Every Day~

Ready to read: The Young Master Hides His Allure (Rebirth):

Wen Yu, master of the Red Chamber, is hailed by the world as the number-one young master, peerless in all the land.

In her previous life, Shang Lige's only encounter with that young master was when she pleaded with him from behind a screen to let her live happily ever after with her beloved.

Reborn, with her former lover still gazing at her tenderly, Shang Lige suppresses the scorn in her eyes and puts on a pitiful expression:

"I have pledged my life to the Red Chamber. In life, I belong to the young master; in death, I will be his ghost."

The young master, Wen Yu, glances over from beyond the curtain. At the time, Wen Yu never imagined that before long he would search a thousand miles and turn the earth upside down, all to imprison her in his arms and be close to her.

He wished he could hide every inch of her bewitching body away.

Shang Lige has a notebook. Under the heading Young Master Wen Yu, it says: Get close to him and win him over.

After learning the secret of the Red Chamber, Shang Lige wastes no time crossing the young master's name out of her notebook. She fakes her death and flees, only to meet an old acquaintance in another land.

The young master calmly flips through her notebook. Pointing to the page where she crossed out his name, he asks humbly, "This student is dull-witted. What does 'win him over' mean?"

Shang Lige replies, "It means to win someone's favor."

The young master asks again, "And how does one win someone's favor?"

Shang Lige grits her teeth, hooks her slender finger around his pinkie, and smiles seductively. "Like this, young master. Do you like it?"

The young master's gaze deepens. After a long pause, he replies:

"Very much."

My next book will be Betrayed by My Disciple:

At the height of her power, Zhao Jiuning once took on a disciple.

She rescued him from a demon beast, taught him to read and write, trained him in swordsmanship and cultivation, and loved him dearly, placing all her hopes in him.

Everyone knew that Jiang Lanyue was Zhao Jiuning's beloved disciple and the successor to the Sword Sage of Ziwei Peak. No one dared look down on him.

Then the day came when the Demon-Sealing Seal broke. Zhao Jiuning stood before it and fought to the death to protect all living beings. But her disciple transformed into the leader of the demonic cultivators and drove a famous sword through her chest. She had personally carved the sword's powerful intent into it and gifted it to him to help him break through.

Betrayed by the disciple she trusted most, Zhao Jiuning saw her Canglan Sword shatter and her life star fall. The entire Ziwei Peak sect was branded as colluding with demonic cultivators. Everyone despised them, and their ranks dwindled.

When Zhao Jiuning opened her eyes again, a hundred years had passed.

With a woodcutter's knife in hand, she dug Si Lian, covered in wounds, out of a ravine.

He was cold and solitary, his cultivation fallen and his life marked by betrayal. Yet his features bore a faint resemblance to Jiang Lanyue.

Zhao Jiuning decided to get back up where she had fallen.

"Would you be willing to become my disciple?"

The day Zhao Jiuning's name once again resounded throughout the continent, Jiang Lanyue was overjoyed.

He knelt before her, intending to kiss the hem of her robe and confess his love.

Zhao Jiuning swung her sword, severing their former teacher-disciple bond. His eyes bloodshot, he pointed at the young man beside her and roared in unwilling fury, "You kept him by your side just because of me, didn't you?"

Without even blinking, Zhao Jiuning ran him through with her sword. "You're imagining things. How could you compare to him?"

When Si Lian met Zhao Jiuning, he was at his most wretched and humiliated. He had lost an eye, his star meridians were ruined, and he was being hunted.

Zhao Jiuning saved him, treated his injuries, took him on as her disciple, and helped him cultivate again.

He thought he would spend his whole life willingly standing behind Zhao Jiuning, living in someone else's shadow.

But later, he met Jiang Lanyue and saw the unwillingness, obsession, love, and madness in his eyes.

For the first time, the young man showed a possessive look. He pinned the other man to the ground, crushed all his fantasies, and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear: "She's mine."

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