The Starting Point Heroine Cultivates the Way of Unfeeling

A Few Words Before You Begin: This is an early work, and I wasn't very good at either writing or controlling the plot. Read with caution. If you think a character's actions don't make sense, the problem isn't with the character, it's with me. Bows~ [Complete.] Coming soon: "The Hehuan Sect Forbids Internal Sales" and "Has the Sword Sect's Young Master Broken Off the Engagement Today?" Please add them to your reading list! Their blurbs are at the end. The most tragic thing in life is discovering, after living for a hundred years, that you're actually a character in a novel. If I had to name a second most tragic thing, it would probably be finding out that your cultivation partner is the arrogant, invincible male protagonist. Han Xueshao, sect leader of Yanzhui Sect, was blessed with extraordinary talent. She entered the path of cultivation at eight, became an apprentice to the immortal Xie Tanhuan at eleven, established her foundation at fifteen, formed her golden core at seventeen, reached the Deity Transformation stage at twenty-five, and the Void Refinement stage at forty... In barely a hundred years, she had already reached the Mahayana stage. She had rarely known defeat in her life, but she lost to an utterly ordinary sword cultivator. The sword cultivator fumbled through an apology. Her heart stirred, and she found him rather endearing. So Han Xueshao let her mask fall. The frost that had lingered between her brows for years slowly melted away, and she smiled. "All right. I like you." His name was Long Qi, and he was this world's arrogant, invincible male protagonist. And not just any kind, but the harem-building, power-leveling kind. After that, Han Xueshao went with him to Yulong Mountain Manor. One day, a voice suddenly appeared in her mind. "Wow, you're such a proud person. Why are you lowering yourself and accepting all his other love interests?" Han Xueshao frowned. "Who are you?" "I'm the System." The mechanical voice repeated, "I'm the Long Aotian Face-Slapping System. You can call me Xiao Lian." Han Xueshao was puzzled. "What is Long Aotian, and what is face-slapping?" "Long Aotian is Long Qi, your dear cultivation partner." "In plain terms, face-slapping means that when he feels bad, everyone else feels great." [Bonus Scene] The System asked curiously, "By the way, once you leave Long Qi, who are you planning to become cultivation partners with?" Han Xueshao gave a cold laugh. "Don't you know that cultivators of the Unfeeling Dao have nothing in their hearts but the pursuit of the Dao, and no place for love?" Main male characters: Shen Anshi, a sword cultivator and the aloof, reserved master of Qingyan Palace, Venerable Jinhua; Xie Tanhuan, an immortal white cat who is pitiful and adorable, a master of tea talk, and casually ascended to immortality; Zhu Xunyu, the young master of the demon race, a clingy sweetheart who likes to play the harmless fool while hiding his true strength, and a peerless white lotus. A few words to sum them up: uncle, master, disciple (mortal enemy). -The female lead cultivates the Unfeeling Dao. There is no canon couple, but you can pick a favorite. Blurb for "The Hehuan Sect Forbids Internal Sales": After joining the Hehuan Sect, Tang Jiao worked hard and diligently, learning all kinds of theory, but she hadn't had a chance to put any of it into practice. At last, she came of age, and her senior sister took her to a gathering of the sects. Pointing at a sea of men, she told Tang Jiao to take her pick. Among the guests sat a sword cultivator with clear, handsome features, dressed in light robes. He was graceful and carefree, like an immortal banished from heaven. Tang Jiao's heart fluttered. She pretended to stumble into his arms, swiftly hung a sachet from his sword hilt, apologized with tears in her eyes, blushed to the tips of her ears, and walked away, looking back every few steps. The sword cultivator took the hint. That very night, he followed the room embroidered on the sachet and came to find her. They chatted happily, their feelings grew deeper, and they got along beautifully. Just as Tang Jiao reached out to catch hold of his sash, the sword cultivator wrapped an arm around her waist. As they whispered cheek to cheek, Tang Jiao found a moment to ask softly for his name and sect. The sword cultivator kissed the corner of her lips and said hoarsely, "Xu Chenyun, Hehuan Sect." Tang Jiao came to her senses. Tang Jiao pushed him away. Xu Chenyun: ...? Tang Jiao hurriedly put on her outer robe, sat up straight, and composed herself with perfect decorum. Then she gave an awkward laugh and said, "Haha, what a coincidence. You're my senior brother." She had been in the Hehuan Sect for only three or four years and had never met this senior brother, who had been in seclusion for ten years. As everyone knows, the Hehuan Sect forbids internal sales. Since their cultivation techniques are the same, they would have to drain each other's cultivation to replenish their own, so they can't cultivate together. Though they were each other's ideal type, Tang Jiao and Xu Chenyun decided to spare one another. But when you're in the same sect, sometimes you can't avoid seeing each other just because you don't want to. For example: Tang Jiao had just struck up a conversation with an alchemist when Xu Chenyun leaned close to her ear and earnestly advised, "Junior Sister, that alchemist looks silly, and his cultivation isn't very advanced either. Pick someone else." Or: Xu Chenyun invited a female cultivator from a sword sect to travel with him. Tang Jiao folded her arms and teased him softly, "Senior Brother, if that's the kind you like, wouldn't I be an even better choice?" After a few years, neither of them had found a suitable partner. With no other choice, Tang Jiao and Xu Chenyun held a serious discussion and decided to try being together first. But... can someone tell her how a disciple of the Hehuan Sect is supposed to cultivate with another disciple of the Hehuan Sect? -Junior Sister x Senior Brother, one-on-one romance Blurb for "Has the Sword Sect's Young Master Broken Off the Engagement Today?": Chen Jinnian lived with her grandfather, relying on each other for company. Only after he died did she learn that he had been the head of the Sword Sect. The Sword Sect brought her back and gave her a register, saying it was a keepsake her grandfather had left her. Chen Jinnian opened it. The register listed the Martial Alliance leader, young masters from noble families, physicians from Medicine Valley, and peerless assassins. The details were exhaustive: shoulder width, waist measurement, whether they favored a sword in their left or right hand, their likes and dislikes... Everything was laid out clearly. Chen Jinnian: ? The steward explained without so much as blushing, "When the sect leader was young, he traveled far and wide and helped many people. You could say the entire martial world owed him a favor. As he lay dying, he sent a letter to each of them. He wrote that the only thing he couldn't stop worrying about in this world was his granddaughter, and that if they still remembered their debt to him, they should have their sons or grandsons come ask for her hand in marriage." Chen Jinnian's hands trembled. "You mean..." The steward nodded. "Everyone on the register is your fiance, Young Master." - All the powerful, talented men in the martial world were Chen Jinnian's fiances. Chen Jinnian, who was severely afraid of men, replied: "You want this blessing? You can have it!" - Chen Jinnian was the granddaughter of the Sword Sect's leader and its young master. She had spent ten years living in the mountains and rarely interacted with anyone. Marriage was out of the question; even being alone in a room with an unfamiliar man made her feel uncomfortable all over, with her scalp tingling and her palms sweating. The first thing she did after returning to the Sword Sect was figure out every possible way to break off the engagements with all those fiances! And she couldn't let anyone discover that she was afraid of men. - Breaking off the engagements proved a winding, complicated process, but fortunately, her cousin, the most beautiful woman under heaven, was there to offer advice. Her cousin was gentle, beautiful, and considerate. In spring, she took Chen Jinnian out to fly kites; in summer, she let Chen Jinnian rest her head on her lap while she fanned her; in autumn, she bought her new clothes; and in winter, she prepared a steaming brazier for her. Chen Jinnian was moved to tears and decided to warm her cousin's bed in return Wait, Cousin, why did your breasts just fall off? -Jiang Zhaoshan (the cousin) x Chen Jinnian, one-on-one romance Theme: Self-reliance and strength.