A Guide to Winning Over the Obsessive Immortal Lord [Book Transmigration]

Coming soon: [After Courting Three Powerful Men, I Crashed and Burned [Book Transmigration]] [The Max-Level Expert Becomes a Pitiful Little One [Quick Transmigration]] [The Pampered Beauty in His Palm (The Regretful Ex's Redemption)] After transmigrating into a novel as the wicked senior disciple who causes trouble at every turn, Cen Qingyi must follow the original plot and win over the male lead, Shen Qianshan, to complete her mission. Otherwise, the System will erase her. But in the original story, this very Shen Qianshan stabs the senior disciple to death with his sword! Cen Qingyi burst into tears. "If I'd known that staying up all night reading would make me transmigrate, I would've read about a woman having seven gourd babies in one birth, or a woman having 108 Water Margin heroes in one birth. I could've read about a princess consort hanging outside for three days until she turned into jerky, or anything so boring I fell asleep. I wouldn't have read a single word of Immortal Journey!" Trembling with fear, Cen Qingyi follows the plot while trying to win over Shen Qianshan. She viciously doodles little figures all over his calligraphy and paintings. Shen Qianshan frowns. "Utterly unruly." She quivers as she lifts Shen Qianshan's chin. "B-beautiful... beauty." Shen Qianshan roars with anger. "Shameless!" Looking at Shen Qianshan's cold, stern features, she feels it's a miracle she's still alive, unscathed from head to toe. Until one day, a single careless mistake leaves Cen Qingyi bound in layer upon layer of iron chains, with everyone eager to see her dead. Shen Qianshan actually parts a thousand layers of cloud and mist, arriving with his sword wreathed in killing intent to break every restraint binding Cen Qingyi. Cen Qingyi stares at him in shock. This pillar of the righteous path points his sword at the heavens, shrouded in black energy. "I want to see who dares hurt her in front of me." Coming soon: [After Courting Three Powerful Men, I Crashed and Burned [Book Transmigration]], a devoted one-on-one romance where both fall for each other. Feel free to add it to your favorites! After transmigrating as the sect leader of the Hehuan Sect, a wicked woman everyone hates, Ji Yixin must restore her sect despite being caught between three great sects, and discover which of them will ultimately kill her. Time is short. She raises a sleeve to cover her lips, smiles faintly, and turns her gaze toward the three suspects. The fastest way, of course, is to go after all three at once. The domineering, celibate Immortal Venerable faces the wicked woman who has repeatedly sabotaged the alliance meetings of the immortal sects, his expression stern. "Insolent! How dare you act recklessly in the immortal sects' domain?" Ji Yixin's gaze is alluring. "Immortal Venerable, why so fierce? How about trying some of the Longjing tea I just brewed?" Their fingertips touch, and the Immortal Venerable's hand suddenly trembles. He awkwardly looks away. Ji Yixin: Hmm, looks like the magical artifact he just forged isn't a murder weapon. The bewitching Demon Lord catches the thief who broke into his palace to steal a sacred treasure. His eyes are seductive. "Beauty, the night is young. Why do something so unpleasant?" Ji Yixin smiles sweetly. "Then what does Your Lordship think would be more fun? Hmm?" Their eyes meet. The Demon Lord pulls back the hair she's been twirling around her fingers, and his ear, hidden behind his black hair, turns crimson. Ji Yixin: Ah, looks like the demonic beast he just caught isn't a murder weapon. The former disciple, a black lotus, kneels before the one who bullied and abused him. His gaze is like a knife. "Master hasn't tortured me enough yet? What do you plan to do this time?" Ji Yixin's words are as sweet as honey. "Good disciple, don't you remember how much you loved lotus pastries as a child? Come, taste your master's handiwork." Her lips are warm. The disciple is forced to kiss her soft fingers, and can no longer keep up his furious scowl. Ji Yixin: Hey, looks like the cultivation technique he just acquired isn't a murder weapon. With her mission complete, the entire cultivation world believes Ji Yixin has long since been reduced to dust. Who could have guessed she would simply happily dust off her hands and leave? The Immortal Venerable falls to demonic cultivation, the Demon Lord devotes himself to one person, and the disciple goes mad. Having lost the person they love, they gather the spiritual essence of the world and use their last hope to set up a formation, attempting to reunite her soul. Inside the soul-gathering formation, Ji Yixin looks at three cold faces tinged with fury and calmly smiles. "Long time no see. How have you been?" Immortal Venerable/Demon Lord/disciple: Not well. It feels like we've been cuckolded. The heroine is irresistible to all and a drama queen. One-on-one ending. [The Pampered Beauty in His Palm (The Regretful Ex's Redemption)] With the enemy at the city gates, Shen Qingxiang, the most beautiful woman in the Southern Kingdom, is determined to live or die with her country. But from atop the city wall, she catches sight of the face of the enemy ruler leading his troops in person, and is struck with terror. She would never forget that face. He had been on the brink of death when she saved him. He would blush if she got even a little closer, yet earnestly promised her moonlit trysts and eternal love. But just before their wedding, he suddenly vanished, leaving her, a dignified princess, to become a laughingstock throughout the Southern Kingdom. She searched for him desperately. Who could have guessed that when they met again, they would face each other on the battlefield, with blood flowing like a river? She wished they had never met. Her country falls and her family is destroyed. She becomes a caged bird in his hands, and only then realizes that the sincerity she once thought so beautiful was just wishful thinking on her part. To him, she was merely a humiliating dependent and a bargaining chip in his quest to seize power. Yet her homeland's people still live. As the last member of the royal family, she dares not indulge in romance. She treads carefully, as if walking on thin ice, and vows to make him a pawn in her plan to restore her country. Chu Huaiyan was born under the portent of a star of ill fortune. After his palace-maid mother left him with the curse that no one would ever love him, she hanged herself before his eyes. Alone and helpless, he nearly died amid the schemes and treachery of the Northern Kingdom's palace. But through ruthless scheming and an iron fist, he became the most powerful man in the Northern Kingdom. The only enemy left in his sights was the spoiled princess who had once humiliated him in the Southern Kingdom. His iron cavalry swept through her land, and at last he dragged this hypocritical woman down from the clouds to sink with him into the mire. Yet after finally holding Shen Qingxiang in his hands, he was not happy. When Shen Qingxiang, dressed in a brilliant red wedding gown, leapt from the towering palace walls, the corners of her lips curved just as they had when they first met. "Chu Huaiyan, never again." Chu Huaiyan could only catch a piece of her clothing, and could only watch as she fell like a broken-winged butterfly, swallowed in an instant by the raging flames. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his heart twisting with pain. The name he had never once said escaped his lips. "Qingqing!" Later, he thought that if he could see her one more time, he would gladly offer up his life with both hands. Tag me on Weibo at Jinjiang Gu Jiuyao. I might post some doodles and story ideas, so come show me some love! Theme: A hall full of flowers, a toast to three thousand guests; one sword, frost-cold across fourteen provinces