The Sect Leader Is Set to Become a Star

What's the most important thing in the cultivation world these days? Talent! Su Li transmigrates into the body of a sect leader from a small sect, so poor they can barely afford to eat. With no other choice, the former cross-dressing streamer returns to her old line of work and starts livestreaming with the whole sect. As everyone listens to the guidance of a deity through their recording jade, they discover something incredible. In the recording jade, an unfamiliar fairy named Lili is dancing provocatively. [I Am Not the Spirit Liquor Immortal]: What kind of divine dance is this? This old Daoist has never seen anything like it. [The Great Origin Pill Is Nothing]: I've just refined a Purification Pill. Here, take it! [I Love Cultivation, I Love Lili]: Fairy Lili, you can have my spirit herbs, my pills, even my life!! Amid all the praise, one contrarian voice sticks out like a sore thumb. [My Heart Belongs Only to Cultivation]: This is vulgar and shameless! Notice: Your message could not be sent. Please cultivate for two hours before trying again. Qi Wuyu, a big shot in the cultivation world, puts away the water-screen wheel in his hand. Damn it, muted again. Su Li only wants to build the strongest sect in the entire cultivation world. She doesn't know that her predecessor was a scheming green tea who had not only attracted a crowd of senior and junior fellow disciples, but also angered Qi Wuyu, a rising star of the cultivation world. Qi Wuyu: He's definitely thinking about how to seduce me. I need to stay on my guard. Su Li: ?? Qi Wuyu: I've seen through his play-hard-to-get tricks, but damn if they aren't attractive. Su Li: Shaking in fear... Qi Wuyu: You look a lot like that Fairy Lili... Su Li: No, that's not me. I didn't do it. An attack who thinks he's devoted to cultivation but is actually full of filthy thoughts x a beauty of a shou who's famous for seducing people but is really devoted to his career Coming soon: "Extreme Cold" and "The Young General's Spoiled Boss." Please add them to your reading list. Blurb for "Extreme Cold": Fifteen-year-old Feng Chen is as cold and hard as a bullet in the extreme cold, sharp and keen, wrapped in a thick layer of ice. He takes six-year-old Yan Bubu with him on the run. Through the years they depend on each other, the ice slowly begins to melt... You kissed me with rose-red lips, and the bullet blossomed into a flower. Wasteland punk, 1v1 Blurb for "The Young General's Spoiled Boss": A cunning shou who seems innocent but is secretly wicked x a cold-on-the-outside, warm-on-the-inside attack who can't help falling for him Ning Yan is good for nothing except his looks. He's stingy, lazy, spoiled, and picky. Qiao Zilü is the empire's youngest and most promising major general. To investigate an unexpected incident, he disguises himself as Ning Yan's assistant, earning one salary while doing the work of an entire company. --Including, but not limited to, nanny, driver, handyman, and cook. Qiao Zilü is at his wit's end, but has no choice but to endure it. Hardest of all is Ning Yan's endless new ways of trying to seduce him. He can only condemn this delicate little temptress in his mind while dutifully tying on an apron and cooking. Ning Yan gently nudges Qiao Zilü's back with his foot. Puppy, my shoulder hurts. Come massage it for me. Qiao Zilü stops wiping the floor and grits his teeth. I'm not a puppy, and I'm not your servant. Ning Yan's shirt slips off his slender, pale shoulder. He says plaintively, I don't have a husband to pamper me, and even the puppy I keep isn't affectionate. Maybe you should find another job. I'll hire someone obedient instead. Qiao Zilü grips the rag in his hand tighter and tighter... He knows this is exactly the kind of trick Ning Yan likes to pull, but he just can't refuse. His hand presses against Ning Yan's smooth shoulder. His face is expressionless, but his heart pounds like a drum. Qiao Zilü: Am I pressing too hard? Does your shoulder still hurt? Ning Yan whines: It doesn't hurt anymore, but I burned my tongue on the soup earlier. My mouth hurts. Blow on it for me. Qiao Zilü: ...I didn't make soup for dinner today. Ning Yan: Aww, never mind. I don't have a husband to pamper me, and even the puppy I keep isn't affectionate. My life is so miserable. Qiao Zilü: ... Before he knows it, Qiao Zilü has taken on one more job: keeping Ning Yan warm in bed. At a bizarre murder and dismemberment scene, Qiao Zilü spots a swift, familiar figure darting across rooftops and leaping through the air, taking down several burly men in an instant. Isn't that Ning Yan, the spoiled boss who's afraid to cut meat because of the blood, afraid to sleep alone in the dark, too delicate to open a bottle, and even needs Qiao Zilü to help him get dressed in the morning? How many faces does my wife have? Strong x strong, 1v1, happy ending Qiao Zilü is the gong, Ning Yan is the shou Theme: Lighthearted and fun