I Landed on a Big Shot's Blacklist

Blurb:

Qing Yan, a demonic cultivator from the Artifact Sect, was on her way to seize the body of the Hehuan Sect's leader when she found a golden, fluffy little ball.

The little fluffball was bold-eyed but timid, sensitive, and incredibly good-tempered. You could hit it, scold it, and torment it, and all it would do was look at you pitifully.

But you mustn't say you like another fluffball! And you mustn't abandon it!

Or it would bare its claws in a furious little threat. So fierce!

Qing Yan carefully tucked the fluffball into her pocket and protected it well.

Until...

Her noble, frail former husband, the young lord of the Immortal Estate;

her arch-enemy, a paranoid and ruthless demon emperor and master;

and her cool, aloof sworn elder brother, a sword immortal's bane.

Three righteous bigwigs who struck terror into the hearts of demonic cultivators came together to attack her, illuminated by the halo of a Mary Sue heroine.

The little fluffball instantly transformed into a stunning young man dressed in white, with black hair and dark golden peach-blossom eyes.

His power was unfathomable. He fought three opponents at once, wielding his sword to drive all three bigwigs back, and even found time to give Qing Yan a lazy, breathtakingly elegant glance.

Qing Yan spotted the dark-gold Hehuan flower jade belt at his waist, and a sudden flash of insight made everything clear. This wasn't some well-behaved little fluffball!

This was the target of her body snatching, Wei Yang, the leader of the Hehuan Sect!

The righteous cultivators were no match for him and fled in defeat.

Qing Yan was an expert at running away, and she took the lead by a wide margin.

But the young man in white, with black hair and golden eyes, grabbed her by the back of her collar.

He smiled mysteriously, leaned close to her ear, and asked in a slightly low, husky voice, "I hear you were planning to seize my body?"

"No! Big shot, you must have misheard!" She'd never admit to the stupid things she'd done, even if it killed her.

"I hear you were planning to refine me into a demonic artifact?" the big shot asked again, unhurriedly.

"No! Big shot, you heard wrong again! Why don't you let me... be yours?" She could put her dignity aside for now. Staying alive was what mattered!

Unexpectedly, the hand gripping her collar trembled. Blushing, he answered in a tiny voice, "O-okay."

But then his hand let go...

This story is also known as Can I Still Survive After Offending the Hehuan Sect Big Shot? and The Hehuan Sect Big Shot Marked Me.

Hazard survey report:

1. The heroine starts out beautiful, powerful, and miserable, then becomes beautiful and powerful while making everyone else miserable. The male lead is a wolf in sheep's clothing from start to finish. Expect a satisfying, feel-good story.

2. SC, one-on-one, but the heroine is technically divorced, and the male lead has more than one secret identity. This is not a stock-picking romance. The male lead is Wei Yang.

Blurb for the upcoming story, After My Nemesis Lost His Memory. Please add it to your collection!

A mountain spirit like Zhu Li, born of nature and blessed with great magical power, will become a ghost if she isn't promptly granted godhood.

At the first great investiture of heaven and earth, she knelt devoutly on Zhong Mountain and waited to be named. From dawn until sunset, she never heard her name. She blinked her bewildered eyes and asked the god, "Why?"

The god was as beautiful as the bright moon, with an elegant and clear presence. He narrowed his sharp, knife-like peach-blossom eyes and replied coldly, "You're not worthy!"

So Zhu Li trained hard. After enduring forty-nine heavenly bolts of lightning, she finally awaited the second great investiture of heaven and earth.

Her name still wasn't on the list of those to be made gods. She grabbed the god again and asked him, but he gave an infuriating reply: "I forgot."

Before the third great investiture could arrive, thunder rolled across the sky. A bolt struck the divine dragon in the Ninth Heaven and sent him crashing down to the mortal realm, landing on Zhong Mountain in front of her little courtyard.

Zhu Li threw her head back and laughed. Well, what goes around comes around. The god who had made her suffer at both investitures had finally gotten his comeuppance.

Seeing him scorched on the outside and tender within, a charred little lump only a few inches long, she tentatively held up two fingers and wiggled them in front of the little dragon. "What's one plus one?"

The adorable little dragon hooked a claw around her skirt, let out a soft little roar, and called her, "Mommy!"

Blurb two:

During the great calamity of heaven and earth, Zhong Mountain was transformed by turbulent winds and clouds. Rocks shattered, mountains split, and rivers flowed backward. The gods of Zhong Mountain gathered and stood ready.

The gods perished in the calamity. Only she was held tightly in his arms, untouched by dust or wind and thunder.

A carefree, optimistic, innocent mountain spirit of Zhong Mountain vs. a wolf-dog of a heavenly divine dragon who pretends to be a puppy and takes it to the extreme.

1. There's a reason her deification was delayed. Wanting to protect you is genuine. That's just how much of a dog the male lead is.

2. The mountain spirit finally gets her day in the sun, proudly brandishing her little whip at her nemesis: You chop wood, you cook; you wash the pot, you do the dishes. The meat in the basin is all mine. That's the heroine.

3. Zhong Mountain gives birth to spirits; only by seeing the sun can one know the yin. When primordial chaos first opened, I knew love only after meeting you.

4. A silly, sweet short story.

Theme: Study hard and make progress every day!