A Guide to Raising the Jellyfish Outer God

On an uneventful day, the evil god Wufu received a little offering from a richly dressed couple. A white-haired little girl, curled up in the corner of a lighthouse wall, trembling. Wufu took a closer look and added: she was a white-haired little girl with disabled legs. It was a tiny offering of power, but better than nothing, he thought. Bored, he prepared to make her his dinner. Just as his tentacles wrapped around her, a little hand unexpectedly reached out from under her tattered cloak and hugged him. The girl gazed at him serenely. “Evil God, since they were able to make a deal with you, can I make one too?” Her little hand massaged his tentacle with practiced skill. Wufu couldn’t help narrowing his eyes, then answered in a good mood. “Of course. But you’ll belong to me entirely. What can you offer as collateral?” “My child.” The evil god’s gaze inevitably fell to her flat stomach. - The girl wasn’t pregnant, of course, but Wufu agreed to the future contract she signed. A buy-one-get-one-free deal. However you looked at it, it was a bargain. As his part of the deal, the evil god healed her legs, then carried over a little stool and munched on sunflower seeds while watching her revenge unfold in real time. These days were far more interesting than usual, he thought. But as the contract date drew closer, there still wasn’t a man in sight around the little girl. Having seen absurd news stories about couples with no basic reproductive knowledge, Wufu fell into deep thought. So one night, while she was resting, the evil god went over and tactfully tried to ask her about it. “All right.” To his surprise, the girl gave him a meaningful look, then caught his writhing tentacle and slowly drew it up to her face, kissing it. “Where would you like to start?” Evil God: ? ·A sweet-looking but secretly calculating girl x a tentacled evil god (with a human form) ·Nonhuman romance / no children, some playful intimacy, self-indulgent romantic story ·A cute tone, lots of emotional interaction and tentacle cuddles Please check out my upcoming work! The Gods’ Dating Game Ordinary girl Bai Zhi is pulled into a dating game run by the Lord God. The Lord God tells her there is only one god in the entire game. She can clear it and leave by choosing that god and entering a relationship with him. But if she chooses to date a demon, she’ll be punished when night falls. The lofty Lord God props his chin lazily on one hand. “As for what the punishment is... perhaps death?” Bai Zhi: ?? What is this, a dating-game version of Werewolf? To stay alive, Bai Zhi carefully considers her options and chooses the candidate who seems most like a god out of the seven before her: white hair, golden eyes, robes trailing on the ground, and an air of sacred inviolability. But when night falls, the black serpent tail beneath the man’s robes slowly slithers around her. Its cold, slick touch wraps around her completely, encircling her bit by bit until, at times, she can hardly breathe. Clearly, he is a demon. Fortunately, the Lord God gave her six chances, so Bai Zhi can choose someone else. The lively, energetic blond boy’s ears turn red whenever she takes his hand. He is so shy he can’t even look at her, nothing like a demon’s wanton ways! Bai Zhi is absolutely sure she has picked him. Night falls. The boy’s ears are bright red as he takes her hand and guides it to his horns. His heart-shaped tail curls around her waist and tightens, its heart-shaped tip swaying with a conspicuous flourish. As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest. The real god must be disguised as a demon! Bai Zhi stares at the dark-skinned man, who is dressed more provocatively than anyone else and has a pair of wickedly gleaming purple eyes. ...There’s no way she can get it wrong this time! Night falls. The man’s long, black, furry tail lifts her chin. His long fingers hold a cup to her lips and feed her wine. The cool liquid spills from her mouth with a soft, muffled sound. He slowly wipes it away with his fingertips, smiling as he asks, “Good girl, is it tasty?” After failing for the fifth time, with only one chance left, Bai Zhi decides to break the rules. With her exhausted body covered in red marks, she goes to the Lord God’s throne room. “I choose you.” The Lord God freezes for a moment, looking displeased. “What did you say?” Bai Zhi nods. “Your rules never said I couldn’t choose you, did they?” After a long silence, the lofty god slowly descends the stairs and throws her onto his throne. As if he’s been caught out by his own rules, he heals the marks on her body with a light-based healing spell, looking rather impatient as he does. At last, she can succeed. Bai Zhi relaxes and grabs the hem of his clothes, afraid he’ll change his mind and toss her to another demon. Then night falls, and she drifts into a deep, drowsy sleep. The man embraces her from behind. Crimson tentacles wrap around her neck and pierce her delicate skin, pouring in a fragrant, sweet toxin. He places a gentle kiss on her earlobe, his voice barely restraining its delirious obsession. “You’ve used up all your chances. Now you belong to me.” “My Lord God.” Upcoming fantasy novel: Mistaking the Demon-Spirit for My Fiancé After Transmigrating into a Book Yun Li transmigrates into a xianxia novel and gets a role perfectly suited to her character: the vicious, foolish, troublemaking supporting female character responsible for advancing the romantic relationship between the male and female leads. That’s right. Yun Li, who was a pampered young lady in her previous life, nods. She really is that kind of person. She easily completes the plot assigned to her by the System, far exceeding her targets. The female supporting character has a scumbag fiancé who used her family’s influence to obtain countless rare treasures, then callously broke off their engagement once she hit rock bottom, mocking her as a pretty face with a spoiled, empty head. Yun Li absolutely refuses to swallow that insult. She decides to put an end to this wretched relationship and goes to find her fiancé, locating him in a bamboo grove. In the silent bamboo grove, a beautiful, gloomy young man stands in a pool of blood and glances at her nonchalantly, his dark eyes beneath lowered lashes full of icy indifference. He’s so handsome. Yun Li, a total pretty-face lover, changes her mind on the spot. She forcibly takes him home, orders him to warm her bed and peel grapes for her, and torments him every day, making him work like a beast of burden. The pampered young lady rests her jade-like foot on his chest, like a noble cat, ordering him around imperiously. “This is what a fiancé is supposed to do, understand?” The beautiful young man lowers his lashes. His pale, almost sickly fingers loosely encircle her slender white ankle, and he answers softly, “Yes.” But that only draws the young lady’s displeasure. She presses down harder. “Who said you could touch me?” Yun Li only planned to boss the scumbag around for a few months before dumping him, but then something unexpected happens one day. She’s following the plot by drugging and humiliating the male lead, but something goes wrong. Somehow, she drugs her fiancé instead, and ends up giving herself to him. The next morning, the young lady’s eyes are red as she rubs her aching waist and kicks him out of bed. Gritting her teeth, she throws down a breakup letter and tells him to get lost, adding, “You’re terrible in bed.” When she gets home, a strange young man suddenly turns up at her door and pleads, “Lili, what did I do wrong? Why do you want to break off our engagement?” Yun Li: ??? He’s her fiancé, so who was the man she tormented for the past few months? - Everyone in the Three Realms knows that the demon-spirits of Youdu are devious and extremely dangerous. They must not be provoked. While clearing out disobedient underlings, Yanye, the ruler of the demon-spirits, happens upon a pampered, arrogant little fool of a cat who mistakes him for her fiancé. At first, Yanye only wants to see just how foolish she can be, and how pitiful she’ll look once she learns who he is, has her claws pulled and bones broken, and is left trembling in fear. Later, his cold fingers grasp her slender, trembling white ankle, and he presses lingering kisses to it. Yanye thinks: She was always meant to be his cat. What’s wrong with her standing on his shoulder? A spoiled, troublesome young lady x a dark, twisted, obsessive demon-spirit The male lead is a total lovesick fool. He’s utterly devoted. Theme: Never give up hope too easily