The Xuanmen White Moonlight Is Actually Me

[Collection wanted for my upcoming strong x strong fantasy novel, Guide to Faking Your Death as a Black Lotus.]

Shuyu spent years laying plans in the mortal realm to exterminate demons, only to be caught in the Immortal Domain's schemes one day, leaving countless dead and wounded.

After being reborn, she had lost all her cultivation. The people of the Immortal Alliance cut off her support and mocked her: "Immortal Minghua, now all you have left is a pretty face."

Shuyu looked at herself in the mirror and thought nothing of it.

At least she still had a pretty face.

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The Immortal Alliance was waiting to see Cen Shuyu make a fool of herself, but instead they kept receiving news of the demon lord being killed again and again.

In its first life, it possessed the young emperor, the Son of Heaven, but was killed by a notorious playboy in the capital. Word had it that this playboy would break a date at the imperial banquet and ride a thousand miles to escort his wife out of the pass, all because the cuff of her sleeve bore a moon over the mountain pass. And the demon lord had said, "I'll take your wife as my consort."

In its second life, it possessed a world-renowned Divine Physician, but was killed by an aloof Taoist who wanted nothing to do with worldly affairs. Word had it that, to prove his cultivation partner's innocence, the Taoist had willingly let them lock his pipa bones and endured the ten thousand demons' rampage as blood stained the multistory tower. Meanwhile, the demon lord had forced his way into the cultivation partner's room and spent the night there.

The people of the Immortal Alliance were utterly stunned.

Of all the people to provoke, why pick such an utterly unhinged lovesick fool?

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Shuyu felt guilty about the husbands in the mortal realm who had loved her so desperately, but not very guilty. After all, she was an expert at faking her death. The mortal world was a play, and she would always forget it eventually.

The day she completed her merits and virtues, she returned to the Ninth Heaven, just in time for an immortal revolt.

Those hypocrites came on aggressively and looked terrifying, but one person with one sword swept them away with ease.

The golden gates were about to collapse. Shielded behind the other person, Shuyu felt that the sword energy filling the sky struck indiscriminately, as if driven by rage. She couldn't help saying:

"Fellow immortal, anger is bad for your health."

The other person turned sharply. Their handsome, refined eyes were faintly red as they gazed at her.

"Cen Shuyu, don't think I'll shed another tear for you."

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Xiao Jianyun's sword intent was praised throughout the Three Realms, yet he could never reach the pinnacle. One day, an immortal woman passed by and commented, "Without an obsession, you're still a long way off."

Xiao Jianyun: What the hell would you know?

He chased after her to argue, from the heavens all the way down to the mortal realm.

Through life, death, and reincarnation, he was always a step too late, forced to witness each parting and endure the agony of a broken heart.

When he finally returned to the Ninth Heaven, he saw a living, breathing Cen Shuyu surrounded by a group of wicked immortals.

"Immortal Minghua, the firmament is shattered and the turbid energy is flowing backward. To save all living beings, surely we can borrow your primordial spirit to mend the sky?"

At that moment, his sword roared like a dragon through the heavens. Xiao Jianyun thought, perhaps this was what they meant by obsession.

After all, you only get to lose your wife three times.

#No matter how many times we are reincarnated, I will always be your devoted servant.

#A man in love and crying his eyes out is the best dowry!

#How come you remember nothing while I remember everything?

Career-focused, captivating, black-hearted lotus VS a fiercely powerful, rotten-to-the-core lovesick fool

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Zhou Lanf ei was adopted by the Duan family, a family celebrated as a clan of feather-masters, because he was handsome and good for nothing.

Whenever the eldest Duan son was in a bad mood, he beat him. The second daughter treated him like a pet, ordering him around at will. And when the Duan family's great-aunt, who had lived for five hundred years, was dying, she specifically named him as the one to be buried with her.

One day, evil spirits appeared in Ningcheng. Their leader, Wei Xunyuan, possessed a power as formidable as his beauty was singular, and the feather-masters were terrified. After several rounds of discussion, the Duan family decided to exchange Zhou Lanf ei as a hostage, hoping to trade his life for ten years of peace in the occult world.

Zhou Lanf ei figured that if he was going to die, it didn't matter where. He felt nothing as they escorted him away, only to discover that the person waiting for him was a familiar face who claimed to have a blood feud with him.

Young Master Zhou: That's it, I'm really going to die this time.

So Young Master Zhou started to lie flat.

As he kept lying flat, he noticed things taking a strange turn...

The super-strong zombie girl bought him delicious food every day and hid behind him whenever she caused trouble.

A silver fox who had taken human form and worked as an emergency-room doctor fussed over him. From then on, he never had to wait in line for an appointment.

The rock singer, who was fluent in bird language, would curse him out one second, then clutch an ancestral tablet the next and cry, "Your Highness, I was wrong!"

Even more absurdly, Wei Xunyuan, who had wanted nothing more than to grind his bones and blood to dust, would whisper comfort in his ear whenever nightmares tormented him, his voice like jade shattering on Kunshan, soothing his heart and soul.

Only later did he learn that they had met before.

The seventh young master of the kingdom of merfolk, Wei, had once cut away his own bones and tail and crossed the ghostly paths just to ask him face-to-face:

"A-Fei, can we start over?"

A possessive, aloof, peerlessly elegant merman seme X a beautiful feather-master shou who seems frail but is actually a big shot

Love may be separated by mountains and seas, but mountains and seas can be overcome.

Note: Taoists are also known as feather-masters, feather-robed practitioners, or feather-flow practitioners.

Cover art by @Yanshu

Please note before reading:

1. A little pursuit-after-the-wife crematorium. One-on-one, both inexperienced, happy ending.

2. The whole story is set in an alternate world with original worldbuilding. It's all made up, so please don't compare it to reality or nitpick the details.

3. The author is a delicate little glass heart. Compliments are extra motivation, mwah!

[Edited and saved again on 2022-03-20]

※ Collection wanted for my upcoming novel, My Copilot Can't Possibly Be the Rose of a Wasteland Planet.

As the top-ranked fleet leader at Wesley Military Academy, Shen Xi is known as the undefeated young lord, but he also has the terrifying record of driving three copilots crazy in a single month.

The principal won't let him become a starship widower everyone hates, so they're racking their brains to find him a copilot who suits his tastes.

Shen Xi boldly declares: My ideal copilot has to be strong, disciplined, steady, hardworking, and from a respectable, aboveboard family.

Principal: That can be arranged.

That very night, someone stole the personal mecha from his vault and used it to get into a huge brawl in the red-light district. It returned battered beyond recognition.

The thief himself jumped down from the emergency stairs. He had a slim waist, long legs, flirtatious eyes, and silver hair, and was stunningly handsome. He sauntered right past Shen Xi.

"Hi, I'm Shi Weiran, the whetstone the principal assigned to you."

Shi Weiran, the "Rose of a Wasteland Planet," was the son of a disgraced minister. During the years he was exiled, his reputation spread far and wide: not only for his notoriety, but also for his beauty.

Shen Xi: He's not just a little different from my ideal type. He's completely unrelated to it.

"There's no place here for a socialite with a criminal record." He pointed coldly at the empty top bunk.

Shi Weiran glanced at the clearly indented bottom bunk, then flopped down on it. "Then I guess I'll have to sleep with you."

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Shen Xi thought Shi Weiran was rotten to the core, and the two of them were like rival kings who couldn't share the same territory.

One day, Shi Weiran took off his shirt with his back to Shen Xi and dug a bullet out of his flesh with a knife. Blood mixed with sweat and ran over his jade-like skin. His usually nonchalant face was tense with restrained pain.

Shen Xi realized that not only did his heart ache, but he was also shamefully getting turned on.

After that, he swore he would never let that beautiful body get hurt again.

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On the day Shen Xi achieved his ambition, Shi Weiran made plans to go out and have fun with a group of people. Shen Xi slipped away from the banquet and caught Shi Weiran dancing pressed up against someone on club street, drunk and having the time of his life.

Shi Weiran was still having too much fun to leave. "The general has drawn his blade, and the whetstone has served its purpose! Let's part on good terms!"

Shen Xi dragged him into an alley, trapped him in his arms, and pulled him close. With a hoarse voice, he laughed coldly. "Part on good terms? The general has other blades for you to sharpen!"

Shi Weiran: "?"

#No evidence this is an explicit scene!

※ Collection wanted for my upcoming novel, The Whole World Wants Me to Be Its Savior.

Supernatural events are happening all the time. Young people who awaken special abilities are recruited by Spencer Academy, an institution under the United Nations, and become the new generation of saviors.

Sheng Huan, a new transfer student at Spencer Academy, can neither turn stones into gold nor command the wind and rain. All he wants to do every day is lie down and count his money, making him the biggest good-for-nothing in everyone's eyes.

No one knows that he once opened his eyes and gazed directly at calamity itself, and that he possesses a mental ocean vast enough to make evil gods recoil.

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Before he was hauled off to Spencer, Sheng Huan had a secret no one knew: he could foresee certain highly probable events.

Strange things kept happening around him, and the executive officer sent to investigate turned out to be his handsome, wealthy ex-boyfriend. The man put the past behind them and helped him out, making Sheng Huan feel terribly embarrassed.

So that very night, he knocked on Ji Tingyuan's door and offered him a tie he'd carefully picked out. "I'm sorry, Officer Ji. I hurt your feelings over five million before..."

Then he saw a few flashes of himself being tied up with that very tie by Ji Tingyuan...

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When Ji Tingyuan was young, he had loved a boy who gave up on their relationship for five million, shattering the smooth course of his life. Years later, the boy came back to reconcile, holding a box of ties. He looked so pitiful and down on his luck that Ji Tingyuan's heart stirred. But moments later, the boy changed his mind and ran off.

Ji Tingyuan: Hah. You don't get to flirt with me and run away. As if I'd let you get away with that.

And so began the story of him chasing while the other ran, with the latter unable to escape even if he grew wings.

#I was born cursed, and you are the perfect cure for me.

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