Can the Villain Be Comforted Today?

Coming next: "The Master Attacks the Male Lead from Qidian." Please add it to your to-read list!

Blurb:

Shen Yan transmigrated into an old-school danmei novel. When he opened his eyes, a dark river surged beneath his feet, his useless teammates behind him were wailing, and his former junior apprentice, the biggest villain in the story, sat across from him with his chin propped on one hand, watching him lazily.

"If you're going to fight, Senior Brother, why not try and see whether you can cut me, the scourge of the immortal sect, down to the roots?"

Shen Yan stood dazed in the cold wind for a long while. Then he decided to meet change with constancy, follow the plot, and stay in character.

He slowly reached out, his long, slender fingers moving toward the sword hilt.

The villainous junior apprentice sat up straight, and the whole world fell briefly silent at his gesture.

Shen Yan: "...What the hell? Why can't I pull my sword out?"

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the aloof and proud Young Master Yaozhou of Kunlun Palace turned around without expression and walked off. "I'm not fighting. I'm going home for dinner."

Shi Wantang: "???"

Onlookers: "???"

Shi Wantang always felt like a little cabbage growing in a field, unloved and uncared for.

That is, until one day, while fighting with his senior brother by the Dark River, he took the opportunity to kidnap him and bring him home.

Things started going off course.

"Shen Yaozhou, damn you!" The villain pointed at his nose, gritting his teeth. "I, Shi Wantang, the glorious and mighty Ghost King, don't eat donkey-hide gelatin, don't wear long johns, and don't... What are you doing?!"

Shen Yan pressed down his pointing finger with a cold expression, then bent down to put shoes on him.

"My grandfather is buried on the mountain across from Kunlun Palace. If you're interested, you can dig him up yourself. I'll magnanimously let you have donkey-hide gelatin when we get back, but if you won't wear long johns, you're not leaving this house today."

Shi Wantang: "..."

This Ghost King had no dignity whatsoever!

Then one day, the Ghost King and his subordinates gathered for a little meeting.

"Your Majesty, we have been building our strength for years. This time, we will be unstoppable. We will unite the world and conquer the stars and seas..."

Shi Wantang stroked his chin, deeply convinced. "Excellent. Then it's settled. There's no time to lose. Let's set off at once..."

"Where are you going this time?" The man poked his head out of the kitchen, spatula in hand, and frowned. "I made you sweet soup. Drink it while it's hot."

The Ghost King, who had just been shouting about uniting the world, jumped excitedly off his chair and ran barefoot toward him. "Coming!"

His subordinates: "..."

A stern, cold-hearted, health-conscious scholar of a gong x a free-spirited shou who is forced to drink goji berry tea

* Shen Yan is the gong! Shen Yan is the gong!

* There don't seem to be any major triggers. The shou falls first, while the gong is actually rather cold-hearted.

* A deadpan comedy with a silly style. The author is terrible at writing, a logic-defying genius. Feel free to point out anything that doesn't make sense, but don't be a contrarian.

* And finally, Hu Hansan is back!!! The waters of West Lake, my love for you; readers' comments, my love for them! Shower me with all your love!

Blurb for the upcoming novel "The Master Attacks the Male Lead from Qidian":

Yan Zuiyu transmigrated into a book and became the evil master who insulted, bullied, and tormented the male lead from Qidian on his path to success.

Before the mission began, the System reminded him: "Masters in cultivation novels are in a high-risk profession. They tend to go in one of two directions: First, they're not evil enough and waver, becoming the male lead's beloved yet hated cinnabar mole. Second, they're too kind and become the male lead's cherished white moonlight. In short, get the balance right. Don't kill him, and make absolutely sure he doesn't develop feelings for you."

Yan Zuiyu thought it over. Given his personality, there was no way he could be the one on the bottom, so he confidently told the System: No problem!

He followed the plot dutifully and worked hard to correct deviations. Only on rare occasions, when he saw the not-yet-grown male lead crushed by fate, suffering countless hardships yet still forced to endure them, would a little compassion stir in his heart, and he would lend a small helping hand.

Halfway through the plot, he realized something was wrong.

The male lead from Qidian not only blushed whenever he saw him, but also kept taking liberties.

Take the matter of Yan Zuiyu accepting a new disciple. The night the news got out, the little madman climbed into his bed in the dark, gripping his neck and threatening him with complete seriousness: "If you dare accept another disciple, I'll strangle you."

"???"

Yan Zuiyu said, "If you strangle me, you won't have a master anymore."

The little madman thought about it.

"That's fine," he said. "I'll strangle you, then die for love. We can still be master and disciple underground."

Yan Zuiyu: "..."

"You're done for." The System summed it up: "You made the male lead from Qidian the gong."

Immortal Venerable Fuyao of the Ethereal Sect was known for his eccentricity and unconventional ways. The most talked-about example was how he defended his disciple at the Immortal Disciple Selection. Every word and gesture was utterly brazen.

"I disagree with most of what you said just now," the white-robed immortal said, leaning against the spirit platform with a lazy smile. "But there is one thing I think you got right."

The gathered immortals held their breath and listened, waiting for his wise words.

"Every mistake is yours, and our little madman is never at fault."

"If one day he really does punch a hole in the sky, then blame the sky for being flimsy. How could you blame his sword energy for being too sharp?"

"All right, now that you've realized your mistake, why don't you apologize to our child? He was terribly upset just now. His tears fell like pearls, and I can't comfort him."

He Lou, whose tears fell like pearls, pressed his lips together and said nothing.

But the hand behind his back secretly wiped away the bloodstains.

Have you ever had someone you wanted to hold on to with all your might?

When your life reaches its end...

Would you want to give him a chance to start over?

* A carefree, uninhibited master who can hold up the sky if it falls, the formidable gong Yan Zuiyu x a male lead from Qidian, reserved at first and haughty later, with a hidden mad streak, the shou He Lou

* A fake transmigration into a book, a true rebirth

* A deeply moving love story in which both sides choose each other

Theme: Choose kindness, love life, and journey together toward a beautiful tomorrow!