Soul Land: I Transmigrated into the Male Lead's Spirit Ring

The Flower God got sent to Douluo Dalu by a big shot from the divine realm because he couldn't keep his mouth shut. He unfortunately lost some of his memories in the space-time turbulence and ended up transmigrating into a flower, specifically the companion flower to Tang San's First Soul Ring, the Mandala Snake. From then on, he made his home on Tang San's Soul Ring.

Original character settings everywhere. I'll do my best to keep the characters in character.

Tang San and Xiao Wu are siblings. The Seven Devils are still the Seven Devils.

P.S. The protagonist can manifest a phantom after Tang San reaches level 20, and gets a physical body after level 30.

A story born from a wild idea.

This is my first fanfic, so please feel free to offer advice.

The original novel is Douluo Dalu by Tang Jia San Shao.

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Forced to Become My Mortal Enemy's Disciple has over ten thousand words posted. Maybe I'll continue it one day.

Blurb:

Reborn, Ye Wumian opens his eyes and sees the mortal enemy who opposed him at every turn in his previous life holding him in his arms.

Yi Ya wraps his arms around him from behind. His ornate robe hangs loosely open as his long fingers play with Ye Wumian's black hair. His peach-blossom eyes gleam with amusement. "Good disciple, they say a life-saving favor should be repaid a hundredfold. Your master lacks nothing, except someone by his side."

"How about you repay me by giving yourself to me?"

Ye Wumian looks blank and innocent, but inside he's seething with rage.

Don't think he doesn't know this is an insult!!!

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Ye Wumian secretly decides to get even.

A hint of confusion shows on his slightly chubby baby face. "What does it mean to give yourself to someone? Why don't you teach me?"

A flicker of surprise crosses Yi Ya's eyes, then he chuckles. "All right."

(From no one's feelings being returned, to one-sided love, to mutual love. A sweet romance.)

Younger seme, 1v1

A slightly tsundere, somewhat deadpan seme with lots of inner monologue (Ye Wumian) x a cunning, ridiculously powerful uke (Yi Ya)

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I'll start this one after finishing the novel above. Please add it to your collection!

The Demon Venerable's Disciple Only Wants to Live Off Him

Yuan Chen was raised from childhood to be the Demon Venerable's pampered pet. He's an expert at acting delicate and affected, and throwing his weight around.

He never expected the Demon Venerable to see his face and say, "You have a promising look. Work hard at cultivating!"

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Practicing swordsmanship

"My lord, my arm is so sore. Can I take a break?" Yuan Chen looks at the Demon Venerable with tearful eyes.

The Demon Venerable taps Yuan Chen's drooping arm with his sword. "Stand up straight! Don't act so delicate!"

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Mocked by other demonic cultivators

Yuan Chen plants his hands on his hips and puts on a smug expression. "So what if the Demon Venerable spoils me? What's it to you?"

The demonic cultivators leave in a huff.

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The Demon Venerable: "A lot of disciples have been complaining lately, saying you're arrogant, unreasonable, and look down on everyone. Is that true?"

Yuan Chen grabs the Demon Venerable's robe, weeping prettily. "They started it..."

"Hmm?"

Yuan Chen wipes away his tears. "Hah, a bunch of weaklings, and they have the nerve to accuse me first."

"Well said! What reward do you want?" The Demon Venerable brings out a pile of spirit swords for Yuan Chen to choose from.

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A few years later

Yuan Chen: "My lord, I want to overstep my station."

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1. They spoil each other, with the seme getting a little more spoiling.

2. Fair-skinned beauty seme (Yuan Chen) x cultivation-obsessed Demon Venerable uke.

3. A story about a Demon Venerable raising a disciple who only wants to be his lover. Romance and career both flourish, and Yuan Chen is worth two people.

4. Cultivation levels: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Great Ascension, Tribulation Crossing. Each level has early, middle, and late stages.

Theme: A wild idea.