Strong female lead, feel-good power fantasy, Eastern fantasy, Western fantasy, adorable kids, and a mostly heartwarming story
[An overpowered copycat grand-aunt, and her little bean sprouts just waiting to bloom~]
Ning Ran, a max-level archdemon, transmigrated into a book!
She landed in a doomed immortal sect from a conventional cultivation novel. Right at the beginning, the sect's pillars of strength perished alongside the forces of evil. Then, in the next scene, the sect's hopes for the future also sacrificed themselves for all living beings, leaving behind only a whole bunch of little bean sprouts waiting to bloom, and clearly malnourished.
The little sprouts cried as they were driven to the end of the road. With snot running down their noses, they declared in babyish voices that they would defend the sect to the death!
Ning Ran watched, her brows knitting together...
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Everyone up and cultivate! Otherwise, our sect will be wiped out tomorrow!
Sprout No. 1: Grand-aunt, does a fringe sect like ours really need to push ourselves so hard?
Sprout No. 2: Not getting enough sleep will keep me from growing tall~
Sprout No. 3: Grand-aunt, why aren't you training yourself?
Sprout No. 4: Grand-aunt, I'm hungry. Can I have a bun first? I won't have any strength if I don't eat...
Sprout No. 5: Grand-aunt, my little head is buzzing so much because I'm tired. Can I lie down for a bit?
Ning Ran, the vicious and ruthless grand-aunt: Lie down? Haven't you seen what happened to everyone who lay flat before? They all ended up lying flat for good!
A bona fide archdemon, a copycat grand-aunt, and her little bean sprouts just waiting to bloom~
A heartwarming, healing story with a little more than half a dose of power fantasy!
[Hmph! Whatever. If we really need it, Grand-aunt will beat us up anyway!]
This story had a trope change before. I wanted to write this version.
Coming soon! Coming soon! Coming soon! A story about an ensemble of women
The Four Precious Hairpins: The Old Madam of the Earl of Yong'an's household has four beloved granddaughters. Every one of them wears a splendid hairdo adorned with gold ornaments, is dignified and refined, and has her own particular brand of “properness.”
At home, they bicker and squabble from morning to night. Outside, the sisters are all decorum and deference.
The Old Madam isn't worried about these four granddaughters.
She has always had one thing on her mind: When will the fourth granddaughter, who went missing as a child, be found?
(Five granddaughters, and there may or may not be grandsons-in-law.)
Here's a heartwarming one coming soon: The Immortal Lord Is Dead!
[Serious blurb]
A Xu was happiest when she was the spirit beast by Immortal Lord Shangyan's side.
The immortal lord fought monsters, and she bared her teeth.
The immortal lord meditated, and she dozed.
The immortal lord enlightened spirit beings, and she chased butterflies nearby.
The immortal lord quietly fished, and she splashed around in the water (not really).
Then one day, the immortal lord died.
A Xu was heartbroken. She stopped eating and drinking, curled up, and kept watch before the immortal lord's tomb day and night, just as she had every day before...
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Later, A Xu became Venerable Songyun.
The squirrels, butterflies, koi, flowers, and plants left behind by Immortal Lord Shangyan needed someone to watch over them, or people would steal them.
An unclaimed immortal mountain would one day become a barren mountain, and a barren mountain would one day become someone else's immortal sect...
[Comedic blurb]
The compassionate Immortal Lord Shangyan passed away, and Immortal Mountain Songyun gradually faded from the immortal world's view.
Until one day, the demonic cultivators plucked an utterly ordinary rope from the mountain. They were hunted all the way from the immortal world back to the demon realm, their territory was flattened, and their guardian demon beast was beaten until its eyes rolled back. With tears in their eyes and bruises all over their faces, the demonic cultivators handed over the rope. “Immortal, if you wanted this hair tie, you could've just said so. It wasn't that big a deal. No need to...”
And so, the strongest force in the immortal world finally revealed itself.
You can offend anyone you like, but don't provoke Venerable Songyun, who gets riled up easily.
Above all, don't take a single blade of grass or tree from the immortal mountain. You can't even take a hair tie.
Because Venerable Songyun is stingy and gets riled up easily.
Wherever she goes, she either leaves behind a pile of dog hair, or makes sure no one is left standing.
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[Grandiose blurb]
One day, long, long afterward, A Xu stood fishing in the sea of clouds at Songyun Mountain.
A wounded little fox slipped through the barrier to fish there.
She: →_→
Little fox: ←_←
Much later, she suddenly understood: one day, she too would become an “Immortal Lord Shangyan” in someone else's heart.
That immortal lord would always be there.
The heroine is a big dog in human form, the sort that sheds fur.
Theme: Life isn't about lying flat. You have to work hard to make your own way!
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Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhting under my great uncle on my side?
The author's cheating is too bad, lightning protection
Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers *^O^*
God's morality is not good enough, it's time to replace him
Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers *^O^*
If the old way of heaven doesn't care about people, then overthrow it
Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers *^O^*
Master's uncle's way of heaven has come
There is still a parasitic spirit manager left among the Fan Lei people in Zhongzhou, which is probably the plot that Uncle Shi and his party will encounter later!
So the way of heaven here seems to be lofty, but in fact it is just the middle-level managers in a region (who act recklessly), and the real way lies above it. Congratulations to Shan Shen on his promotion!