I Don't Eat Meat in Tragic Romance Worlds, But I Love It [Book Transmigration]

Ruohua, the most powerful old immortal in the immortal realm, is bound by a dim-witted young man claiming to be a System and dragged into an angst novel world.

"Host, will you follow the original story's tragic romance, or turn the tables and become the heroine of a satisfying revenge story?"

Ruohua slaps him backhanded. "Do you love me?"

The young man: "What the hell..."

Ruohua spreads her hands. If you can curse me out after I slap you, then how can you expect me to believe that cutting out hearts, inflicting physical abuse, and giving someone the cold shoulder make for a tragic romance? Is that normal?

Normal immortal Ruohua doesn't understand. So when the male lead of the angst novel demands to know why she won't cut out her heart to save the female side character, she tells him, "If you want to save her so badly, cut out your own heart!"

Afraid it'll hurt? No problem. She'll do it for him.

When the female side character shows off her tea-drinking skills in front of the male lead, Ruohua praises her: "You're such a good actress. What a waste not to perform acrobatics!"

Don't want to go? Come on, she'll tie you up and take you herself.

After a series of outrageous antics, the original male lead, the female side character, and the rest tremble whenever they see her. Ruohua earnestly lectures the dim-witted System: "Make the tragic romance less intense, less, and then even less. Got it?"

But later, the original male lead chases after her, begging to get back together, and the female side character and others cling to her with looks of admiration. They all say they love her. Ruohua thinks it over and pulls out her forty-meter broadsword. If they're acting this strangely, she must not have tormented them enough!

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Years later, someone asks Ruohua why she agreed to follow the dim-witted System into an angst novel world. Did she foresee that she'd find love there?

Ruohua pulls out the recipe book she's treasured for years and shakes her head. "Because I saw that the cultivators in the angst novel world don't eat meat."

She has to teach them about the power of meat, and let them experience how delicious red-braised pork and sweet-and-sour ribs can be.

And the irresistible flavor of crayfish.

An old immortal transmigrated into a book, a max-level account who torments scumbags with goofy antics~ The male lead is a devoted fan who hands the heroine her weapons.

Both leads transmigrate into a book. A goofy comedy~

After finishing this one, I'll write She's Got No Mineral Mines at Home, but Plenty of Mountains.

The handsome, noble CEO of the Zhao Group was told by a fortune-teller that he wouldn't live past thirty unless he survived his fated romantic tribulation. Before turning twenty-four, Zhao Boyan avoided women, scoffed at the idea of enduring such a tribulation, and waited peacefully for death. After his twenty-fourth birthday, he began appearing in a girl's bed at midnight every night, trying to take off her clothes.

Hiring bodyguards, calling in ritual masters, pasting up talismans, dousing everything in black dog blood: none of it could stop him from vanishing into thin air from his own bed at the stroke of midnight for three years running, only to appear in her bed, unable to move, like a "favorite concubine" lying there waiting for the emperor to visit.

Wen Yu, a beautiful but "poor" college student, was about to graduate when her boyfriend, arm in arm with the rich girl he was about to marry, broke up with her. "You're just a poor country girl, while my family owns mines. Marriage is about matching social status. We're not right for each other."

Wen Yu thought he was right. They really weren't a good match, but cheating was wrong. She sent her ex a broken-leg-and-hospitalization breakup package, then promptly returned to the mountains to grow vegetables.

But when she saw the handsome man who had suddenly appeared in her bed one night, she realized he wasn't a seductive ghost or a fox spirit, but a real, ordinary human. She hurriedly checked her bank balance on her phone. Who had leaked her net worth? Someone was crawling into her bed for her money!

Wen Yu, attempting to calmly handle her first sugar-daddy arrangement: "Man, control yourself."

CEO Zhao, who had never imagined anyone would say this to him in his life, was shaken to the core. His hand slipped, and he pulled off a shirt button, revealing...

Zhao Boyan: "..." Hah. Maybe I should just die.

A single-minded little immortal girl whose family owns mountains and mountains VS a proud, sickly but not feeble master of a barren mountain, waiting to die

Theme: Trust can heal after betrayal