Why Do the Protagonists Hate Me So Much?

Xiao Xiao has always known she's a supporting female character in several novels. In this difficult era, where the male and female leads can destroy the Three Realms over a little romance and leave all living beings to die with them, she's perfectly content with her role and has decided to survive by keeping her head down.

She lies low quite successfully. Even though she's one of the few direct disciples, she's practically a nobody in her sect.

Unfortunately, she loves gossip and can't keep her mouth shut. She has a bad habit of posting "comments" at crucial moments in the plot.

When the white-lotus heroine tearfully explains why she couldn't testify for the male lead, Xiao Xiao snarks: You were definitely immobilized, but nobody stopped you from talking. Why didn't you say anything? You're pretty good at talking now.

The male lead had been about to let the matter go, but remembering all the humiliation he'd suffered, he hardens his stance again and insists the heroine's sect pay the price.

When the male lead in a "chasing his wife to the crematorium" story tries to justify himself, she adds: You believe everything the supporting female character says. Is she the brain you left at home when you ran away?

The heroine, who had just started to soften toward him, immediately comes to her senses, cuts ties with him, and swears she'll never rest until the scumbag is dead.

Facing the heroine of a body-double story, Xiao Xiao says:

"See? He forgets 'you remind me of my lost love' in a flash, then goes right back to giving her the cold shoulder and making her wash his underwear."

Gradually, she realizes that, despite being a mere passerby, she's somehow become the person the protagonists hate most.

She goes to her master for help. Knowing what his disciple is like, her master sighs and says gravely, "It's too late to poison yourself mute. If you want to survive, work hard to become the number one cultivator in the cultivation world."

Xiao Xiao considers her talent and her habit of practicing diligently for three days, then slacking off for two. Her chances seem slim. "Master, is there a shortcut?"

"Sure. Get together with the current number one cultivator."

The number one cultivator? Wouldn't that be their sect leader?

Xiao Xiao remembers the last time she saw him, when he overheard her and her senior brother gossiping about him, and she feels like she can't breathe.

"Tonight... no, starting right now, I'm going to cultivate!"

Years later, Xiao Xiao, now the new number one cultivator, looks back on the past and sighs. "I could've lived off someone else back then, but one careless comment forced me to take the path of independence and self-reliance."

"What did you say?"

"I said, 'Isn't the sect leader, a two-thousand-year-old man, worried he'll get dragged into a romance for having such a handsome, dashing avatar?'"

The sect leader solemnly clarifies:

First, I'm 1,720 years old, not two thousand.

Second, that's my real body, not an avatar. My youthful looks are because of my species.

Third, romance was never something I wanted in the first place.

Theme: Love yourself as much as you love others.