The Wicked Female Lead Has No Heart

After being reborn, Xue Cha regained the System she'd lost. By gaining cultivation through helping others, she became the savior of the powerful figures throughout the cultivation world.

But she didn't want to be a sacrificial white moonlight. She just wanted to be a wicked female supporting character who stirred up trouble and made things happen. In secret, she snatched opportunities, sowed discord, pretended to be an innocent white lotus, and played men, doing everything a wicked supporting character could. She ground the sweet, gentle heroine into the dirt.

But in public, she was the lovesick simp who fell first.

Wearing one secret identity after another, Xue Cha moved among the powerful, offering a helping hand and earning points while tenderly caring for the enemies who had all died in her previous life. She treated her foes like low-level monsters to defeat for experience, attacking relentlessly and landing critical hits again and again.

When all the dust had settled and everyone had moved on, Xue Cha used the points she'd swindled to climb step by step toward the heavens. The powerful figures she'd left behind were consumed by inner demons. They recalled the tender love they'd once received without realizing it, and the slight figure who had crossed lies and betrayal to embrace them, always standing firmly in front of them, no matter the time or place... Not only did they never realize they'd been tricked, they were all certain: That fool is in love with me.

The flirtatious demon king turned into his fox form, sprawled on his soft belly and purred, "What are you waiting for? Come play with my tail!"

The aloof sword immortal offered himself to her, kissing the corner of her lips with reckless abandon. "Keep loving me, I beg you."

The shameless old devil king was the worst of them all. Disguised as a young boy, he pouted and acted pitiful, tracing her features with a finger as he murmured in a soft, hoarse voice, "Sister, don't you want me anymore?"

Facing this collection of demons and monsters, Xue Cha remained utterly unmoved. After completing her achievements, she turned them down with a firm three-part refusal: No, thanks, get lost!

Fairies are always lonely. A cultivation journey focused on severing ties and renouncing love suits me better.

One-on-one romance

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My next novel will be My Crown Prince's Good-Luck Kiss. Please take a look! I'm begging you!

Overworked office drone Lu Yuexi passed out at her desk and unexpectedly transmigrated into the legitimate daughter of the Weiyuan Marquis's household. She had wealth, leisure, money, and beauty. Her only flaw was her poor health. She was as beautiful as a flower, but sickly and melancholy, spending eight out of every ten days bedridden.

One stormy night, she helped a young man who had collapsed outside her door. By chance, she discovered that physical contact let her borrow other people's good fortune. This young man was her wonder drug.

Yuexi tugged at his sleeve, and her back stopped aching and her legs stopped hurting.

Yuexi patted his head, and her appetite returned. She could eat two more bowls of rice.

To enjoy the good life, Lu Yuexi shamelessly attached herself to him. She checked in like clockwork every day, appearing in front of him with shining eyes and clinging to him like sticky candy to borrow his good fortune. She brought him sweets, flowers, and gifts, kept him company for meals and fun, and chatted with him. Every day, she had a fresh supply of sweet talk.

"You're not a jinx. You're my little fairy."

"As for my reward, I want to kiss you!"

"Then can I pat your head? Just once. Please."

The taciturn young man blushed to the tips of his ears every day under her relentless attention, yet he could never bring himself to say no to her. He obediently lowered his head and let her run her fingers through his hair. His cheeks bloomed red, and his eyes grew misty, making him irresistibly bashful.

At the time, Lu Yuexi didn't know that this down-on-his-luck boy was the disgraced crown prince everyone avoided. Xie Xingbei had endured scorn and hardship since childhood, wandering from place to place. In his long, lonely, and dreary life, a spark suddenly lit up.

Later, the empress's relatives fell from power and the imperial authority was restored. Only when the young man reclaimed his throne did Yuexi finally realize what kind of big shot she'd latched onto. A husband's rank brings honor to his wife, and the emperor and empress reign supreme. An unexpected and utterly doting romance was already laid out for her.

Cover art from the Bishui Forum. Thanks to Gugu, and may everything go your way.

Coming soon: The Eldest Princess After She Lost Her Memories

Ming Lan transmigrated into this dogblood melodrama.

She wasn't the heroine. She was the wicked supporting character who forced herself on the male lead.

As the all-powerful eldest princess, she didn't need to drug him or sneak into his bed. People would simply wash the male lead clean and deliver him to her bedchamber.

The sickly, beautiful man lay trapped in a golden cage.

The esteemed imperial tutor, Grand Tutor Xiao, could not struggle free or resist. All he could do was press his lips together in humiliation.

His long hair spilled around him, and red ribbons crossed over his chest. He was like a red plum in the snow, beneath a lonely moon and frosty skies. Beautiful, yes, but vicious too: a black lotus who never let a grudge go unanswered.

The moment Ming Lan saw him, her head started to ache. All she could remember was the original story's gruesome ending, where the eldest princess had her eyes gouged out and her hands chopped off. How could she feel interested in anything else? She turned to run. I can't do this. I won't. He's not my type.

The System was exasperated. "You can't tell just by looking at a man. How will you know if you like him unless you try?"

Ming Lan was speechless. "I think you're just hoping I won't live much longer."

Though she didn't want to do it at all, Ming Lan still played her part diligently to earn more time and get back home, faithfully acting like a reckless fool overcome by lust.

Every day, she checked off the routine tasks of kissing, hugging, and teasing the male lead.

Day after day, she showed up in front of him right on time.

After three years, she successfully cleared the story. Ming Lan calculated the date she would take her final bow and return home. Quick as a flash, she stepped in front of Xiao Xingshu and calmly faced her death. She smiled happily as the bright blade swept toward her.

She didn't die.

When she opened her eyes again, everything had already been settled. Chancellor Xiao was governing as regent, and all the eldest princess's allies had been thrown in prison. Ming Lan panicked and kept lying in bed pretending to be unconscious, ready to run at any moment. She didn't see the shifting shadows in Xiao Xingshu's eyes or the obsession beginning to churn within them.

The cold, powerful minister held her tightly in his arms. His embrace was feverishly warm, and his low voice trembled as his sigh brushed her ear. He asked, "Your Highness, don't you want me anymore?"

How terrifying. When in doubt, it's time for an amnesia story.

Anyway, I'll just keep pretending for now...

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