Kicking the Obsessive Villain into the Crematorium

[Coming Soon: After I Died, the Divine Lord Developed Stockholm Syndrome. Blurb below~] [Blurb] Li Zhen was young, beautiful, and exceptionally gifted, admired by everyone. But after undergoing the Golden Core tribulation, she was plotted against by the sect master of Qiongwu and his daughter. In her hour of peril, she destroyed her own Golden Core and left Qiongwu Sect drenched in blood. At her most vulnerable, a strange young man restored her Golden Core. Yet the Qiongwu Sect twisted the truth, branded her a treacherous villain, and ruined her reputation. The young man smiled darkly and cut out the rumor-monger's tongue right in front of her. Li Zhen: “I will take my sword to Qiongwu. You needn't incur guilt on my behalf.” The young man: “But I want to be your Dao companion, Ah Zhen. I won't tolerate anyone slandering you.” Li Zhen believed the young man was wholly devoted to her and gave him what little tenderness she had. Until he stabbed her, too. The grown young man gripped the sword that had pierced her chest, his eyes and brows filled with bone-deep madness. “You killed me once and made me suffer every humiliation. At last, I've taken this life for myself.” “From now on, you'll be by my side forever...” So beneath all that beauty had been hidden a blade. The young man had never loved her at all. Li Zhen shattered the Soul-Gathering Pill he tried to force on her. As he stared at her in shock, she gave him a cold, dazzling smile. “The Great Dao is heartless. You have no chance.” * The young man thought that by making Li Zhen endure the most painful despair, he could resolve his resentment and ascend to the Upper Realm. He never expected that the plan he'd carefully laid out for her would eventually backfire on him. When he learned that Li Zhen was still alive, he came to her, overjoyed, wearing the same gentle expression as before. But all he got in return was her icy response: “I don't remember who you are. I only know that I want to destroy you.” [Reading Guide] 1. The heroine is strong inside and out. She always gets even, is decisive, and is a straightforward woman. 2. The hero is obsessive and extreme, a skilled actor, and a deranged yandere. 3. The hero is a true villain, the sort who does whatever he wants and always gets what's coming to him. 4. A love-hate relationship. The hero will suffer terribly, but this is not a bad ending. The author has a plan and a logic of their own, so please don't read only the blurb and then come demanding explanations. 5. Please visit my profile and follow me. Please don't wait until the story is complete to read it. * [Proof of status saved on January 15, 2021] [After I Died, the Divine Lord Developed Stockholm Syndrome] Lin Feiyan was once an arrogant demoness. She liked A Shuang's looks, so she took him in, pampered him in every way, and kept him by her side for five hundred years. She loved the humiliated, defiant look in his eyes. Sadly, it didn't last. For some inexplicable reason, she was struck dead by heavenly lightning. - When she opened her eyes again, three thousand years had passed. When she saw A Shuang again, he stood indifferently high above the world, worshipped by countless people. When his gaze swept across her face, it was colder than a deep pool. The crowd respectfully called him Divine Lord Mingze. Lin Feiyan clutched her chest, her mind full of wild thoughts: Drag him down from the heights. Things didn't go as she wished. A Shuang was only cold toward her, and the vast chasm between their powers kept her from getting any closer. She was tired, and she'd gone berserk cultivating, so she finally understood. Chasing a man is such a damn bad deal! She's done! - Lin Feiyan became a demoness once more, condemned by everyone and hunted by the righteous sects. With her life hanging by a thread, she fell off a cliff and burned her divine consciousness to regain the power she'd once had. In an instant, Divine Lord Mingze appeared and caught her falling body in his arms. The Divine Lord stroked her face, his gaze cold as frost, madness hidden within. “You are the one who owes me the most in this world, and the one I hate most.” “But everything that belongs to you, your life... No one else may lay a finger on it.” Blood stained the demoness's beautiful face. She opened her eyes and ran her fingers over the Divine Lord's chest with murderous intent, smiling seductively. “Handsome sir, why are my personal belongings in your arms?” “If you take advantage of Lin Feiyan, you'll have to pay with your life.” The Divine Lord looked flustered for a moment. What should he do? It seemed she'd burned away her own memories. - Baili Qishuang thought he'd long since lost the ability to feel. But when he saw the demoness again, hatred and mad love for her grew wildly within him He wanted her to have eyes for no one but him. [Carefree, unruly demoness x obsessive Divine Lord with Stockholm syndrome] - Theme: Don't lose yourself to the shadows. Stay true to your heart and yourself, and keep your heart pointed toward righteousness and the light