Ye Mian was the youngest disciple in the Sword Pavilion. Everyone said he was hardworking and devoted to the sword, but only he knew he was just trying to stay alive.
Unfortunately, might made right in the cultivation world, and Ye Mian eventually died during a training expedition.
When he woke up again, he discovered that he'd arrived in the interstellar age with all his cultivation intact. He'd inherited the original owner's run-down antique shop and a part-time teaching job.
And so, an obscure, weak, deathly afraid antique shop owner appeared.
Ye Mian stayed in his rundown, obscure antique shop, where almost everything was fake, quietly keeping his head down. In short, after finally getting a second life, he wasn't about to take any more risks. He would be very, very careful to stay alive.
At a critical moment, shout for help.
When things get dangerous, quietly back away.
So, when he took a group of students on a training expedition...
While the students fought the enemy, he shouted for help. When there were too many enemies, he quietly slipped away.
Ye Mian became a living joke at the school, and everyone looked down on him.
One day, Ye Mian discovered an even better way to stay alive:
Marry into the family of the senior instructor he often used as a human shield. The instructor was rich, influential, handsome, tall, long-legged, and skilled in combat. He never even got angry when Ye Mian dragged him along as a shield.
His constant lectures could be annoying, though. Which one of us is the teacher here?
The instructor was sick of his family pressuring him to marry, and Ye Mian, a useless good-for-nothing, was just right for him.
They'd each get what they wanted.
But one day, everyone realized that Ye Mian seemed to have fooled them all.
The things in his shabby antique shop that looked like fakes could actually transform into mysterious weapons that could both attack and defend, unlike anything they'd ever seen.
And if they were lucky, they could find treasures that would take their abilities to the next level.
As for Ye Mian himself...
They needed mechs to fight the enemy. Ye Mian only needed to step gracefully onto his sword and rise into the air. With a wave of his hand, ten thousand swords flew out. Forget the enemy, even the best mechs would be chopped to pieces.
From then on, Ye Mian became the most popular and mysterious teacher at the academy.
In reality, Ye Mian wanted to cry every day. Don't kneel at my door. Don't dress up in a hundred different ways to pretend we've bumped into each other. Don't tell me how helpless and miserable you are. I'm not some reclusive master, and I have no grand ambitions. I'm just an ordinary person. Please leave me a little space to set foot outside my house! You've worn all the stones smooth for five kilometers around my front door!
And, honey, why are you joining in too?
#Every day, my fear of death forces me to perform the 108 essential sword cultivator moves for my husband
#I suspect my husband doesn't love me. He only loves my cold, emotionless sword and my strength
#What do I do when my husband challenges me every day?
#My husband wants to become my disciple, but I don't want a teacher-student romance
Below is the blurb for my next upcoming novel, a story told from the bottom's point of view:
"He Regretted It After I Was Formatted"
Su Tong was a newly born System. When a civil war broke out in the Main God Space, he fell into a spatial rift and was picked up by a fierce-looking boy named Qi Yuan. The boy was incredibly handsome. He acted fierce toward Su Tong, but was actually all bark and no bite.
Newborn Su Tong had the instinct to imprint on the first person he saw. He felt love crash over him, swift and overwhelming, sweeping him into a whirlpool that left him dizzy. The more he looked at Qi Yuan, the faster his heart beat. His secret love was like an autumn fruit, both sour and sweet.
He was in love for five years. The boy grew into a young man, successful and dressed in a sharp suit. At last, he heard Qi Yuan say, "I like you."
During that time, happiness was like candy, so sweet it made Su Tong feel as light as if he were flying!
But he didn't know...
In Qi Yuan's heart, it was only like, not love.
Qi Yuan didn't love him. He loved someone else: his childhood friend, a young assistant who had come to him a month earlier after his family went bankrupt.
Later, on a rainy night, there was a car accident. Su Tong watched Qi Yuan rush over through the rain and rescue the young assistant without looking back. He was tired!
He resolutely turned the car around and plunged into the sea, leaving Qi Yuan on the shore, screaming something, as flames roared and towering waves surged.
Only after returning to the Main God Space did Su Tong learn that he had fallen into a sweet romance novel about childhood friends and wealthy families. In his previous life, the young assistant had chosen the newcomer over his childhood friend Qi Yuan. But after his husband cheated on him, he was reborn and decided to dump the newcomer and spend his life with his childhood friend.
On the Main God's advice, Su Tong formatted his feelings, removing every emotion he'd ever had. From then on, his eyes held only cold, inorganic indifference. He was loveless and desireless, cold and grim, without a trace of warmth.
He became the most competent and outstanding System in the Main God Space.
Theme: Talent isn't always the only path to success. Even if we lack talent, we have goals to strive for and ideals to fight for. As long as we work hard, we'll surely see a rainbow after the storm!
Damn, I just want to ask a little bit, where is the Soul Caller?
After reading novels for so many years, I finally saw the word "hot spicy soup" appearing in the novel! !
Anchor: I have extraordinary bones and extraordinary talents. I am a rare martial arts wizard in a century. Master, please accept me as your disciple (≧ω≦)
After reading it, it has no success and no fault. Overall, it is very routine.
But I really can't imagine what kind of mental state the author was in when he wrote the formatting that follows.
Sometimes, don't try too hard when writing clichéd plots.
But the author doesn't write the main story anymore. I don't know what kind of mood this is.
Reading sweet articles makes you happy
"Like" is a big thorn in the side of the author~
towards
"Fang" is a big thorn in the side of the author~
Square
"Listen" is a big thorn in the side of the author~
Quite
"Lending" is a big bug to the author~
boundary
"Scare" is a big thorn in the side of the author~
blind
Damn, I just want to ask a little bit, where is the Soul Caller?
After reading novels for so many years, I finally saw the word "hot spicy soup" appearing in the novel! !
Anchor: I have extraordinary bones and extraordinary talents. I am a rare martial arts wizard in a century. Master, please accept me as your disciple (≧ω≦)
After reading it, it has no success and no fault. Overall, it is very routine. But I really can't imagine what kind of mental state the author was in when he wrote the formatting that follows. Sometimes, don't try too hard when writing clichéd plots. But the author doesn't write the main story anymore. I don't know what kind of mood this is.
Reading sweet articles makes you happy
"Like" is a big thorn in the side of the author~ towards
"Fang" is a big thorn in the side of the author~ Square
"Listen" is a big thorn in the side of the author~ Quite
"Lending" is a big bug to the author~ boundary
"Scare" is a big thorn in the side of the author~ blind