After Constantly Trying to Get Myself Killed, I Became His White Moonlight

[The audio drama is now available on Ximalaya. If you’re interested, go give it a listen!] [The print edition is titled I Accidentally Became the White Moonlight. Find it at @Jinjiang Jiying.] [Synopsis] After transmigrating into a male-oriented cultivation novel, Ningning plans to follow the plot diligently, only to discover that something is very wrong with this world. Within her sect, her senior brother propels himself into the sky by pushing off with his left foot against his right; her senior sister makes money selling fanfiction about the sect elders; and their master is so destitute that he drinks boiled water from eighty-two years ago every day. Beyond the sect, Buddhist cultivators train hard and chant sutras like they’re rapping, their words practically spitting sparks. Sword cultivators love their swords like wives, compete to become the top courtesan to support their beloved, and have love stories moving enough to make heaven and earth weep. Music cultivators wield temple bells as weapons and are best at swinging the bell clappers at people. Ningning: … There’s no saving this place. Let it all burn. The cultivation world is doomed sooner or later. * Ningning transmigrates into the villainous junior sister in a cultivation novel. To survive, she has to keep courting disaster according to the original plot. Target One: The refined and brilliant senior brother Born with a sword constitution and peerless cultivation, her senior brother responds when Ningning invites him to meet late at night with a smile and a nod. “Would you like to learn something… beyond what someone your age should know?” That night, as darkness falls, her senior brother brings her an entire set of ultra-difficult sword manuals. Ningning is forced to practice all night, exhausted and utterly despairing. Target Two: The aloof, sickly-beautiful elder After losing all his cultivation in a great battle, the elder lives alone in the mountains to recover. While he plays the zither, Ningning approaches, intending to disrupt him. But she catches the scent of a poisonous flower and is left unable to move, wracked with pain as tears stream down her face. Seeing the tears in her eyes, the elder believes he has found a kindred spirit. The more she cries, the happier he gets. He’s practically ready to play “Good Luck Is Coming” in celebration. Target Three: The unruly, antisocial junior brother The original story’s male lead comes from a poor background and has impure blood. He is discriminated against in the sect and beaten until he’s covered in wounds. Ningning smashes the immortal spring he uses to heal, only to discover that someone has replaced the water with a corrosive poison. It splashes all over her legs. The young man lowers his eyes and crouches down, gently brushing the bloody marks on her calf. “Why are you helping me?” When the plot starts going in a strange direction… The boy, usually so dark and brooding, buries his face in the hollow of her neck. His voice chokes with emotion, concealing utter submission and longing. “…Don’t leave me.” [Reading Guide] 1. One-on-one romance. The male lead is Pei Ji. This is not a harem or a story about a universally adored heroine! 2. A hilarious, ridiculous comedy. A ridiculous comedy, really. Please don’t argue with me about it T T [Coming soon] Why Is the Cultivation World So Weird? * This cultivation world has been riddled with transmigrated gamers from all kinds of games. Romance, cooking, fighting, management: every game skill can be used here. Xie Xingyao becomes the delicate white-flower heroine destined to be tormented in body and soul by scumbags. After the male lead betrays her, she is abandoned in a burial ground where survival is all but impossible. Facing the surging tide of demons, she calmly pulls a few grenades and a brand-new AK-47 from her arsenal. The villains: What the hell? How are we supposed to play this? * At nightfall, several figures sit beside a towering pile of ashes, listening as everyone recounts the past. Xie Xingyao: “Come on, what Systems did you all get?” The Demon Venerable wears a bespoke suit: “Miracle Nikki.” The holy maiden of the immortal sect gallops by on a blood-sweating steed: “Hey, everyone! Watch my horse drift around the bend and overtake them! Double-tap for a six-six-six!” The senior brother speaks in a babyish voice, his eyes sparkling with the wisdom of a three-and-a-half-year-old: “I Love Cooking.” The second senior brother throws back his head and cries out: “My physics! Newton’s three laws! This isn’t scientific! No! No! No!” “I only picked an option in Girl with Eyes of Charm for my little sister. Why did it turn out like this?” The foremost Buddhist cultivator has tears in his eyes. “And you?” Xie Xingyao: … Xie Xingyao: “Let’s Fight the Japanese Together.” Theme: Our fate is in our own hands. I hope everyone can find loving family, friendship, and romance.