The Son of Heaven's Favorite Saint Keeps Up With My Diary

Ninth day of the first month, clear.

My name is Chu Xiu, the second-to-last disciple of the Taihe Sect's leader.

I have a problem. I think no one in the whole Taihe Sect likes me.

And I don't know why.

Eighteenth day of the first month, light snow.

I practiced the sword form 173 times today, with no improvement at all.

Cultivating immortality really isn't easy.

Nineteenth day of the first month, clear.

There's a junior sister in our sect whom everyone likes very much.

I'm actually the most recent disciple to join the Taihe Sect, but the junior sister before me is younger than I am, so everyone has her call me Senior Sister. That makes me the second-to-last junior sister in the sect.

But they never call me Junior Sister. They just call me Chu Xiu.

Third day of the third month, heavy snow.

Today I overheard Master talking to my Martial Uncle.

There's a cultivation method called the Soul-Severing Art. To master it, you have to temper your body and forge your bones. They couldn't bear to make our junior sister suffer, so they took me in to serve as her catalyst, endure the pain for her, and help her cultivate.

No wonder I never make any progress, no matter how much I practice. I thought I had poor natural talent.

These are four of the diary entries Chu Xiu wrote after finding the Ask-the-Heavens Scroll. But after the third day of the third month, there were no more entries.

Because she discovered the Ask-the-Heavens Scroll wasn't meant for keeping a diary. It was the sacred artifact of the Holy Son of Xueya Mountain.

The day she made the discovery, her master found out too. The scroll was taken away and given to her junior sister, who was going down the mountain to exterminate demons, as a protective charm.

After killing her master and attempting to flee the sect, Chu Xiu was captured and taken to the Jiuzhao Prison, where she was subjected to hellfire day after day.

Far away, the Holy Son, who had been waiting for the scroll's diary to update, frowned, realizing there was more to this than met the eye.

He is the child of divine prophecy, loved by all and born alongside Heaven and Earth. He loves every living thing and commands the path to ascension.

He decided he needed to do something about this.

A tenacious, self-reliant female lead x a Holy Son who's gentle on the surface

Female-led progression fantasy: the heroine handles the small problems herself, and decides for herself how to handle the big ones.

****A preview of an upcoming story. Save it to your collection from my author page. Blurb for The Mountain God:

Is there anything you need to avoid when worshipping the mountain god?

The old man in the dilapidated temple grinned and offered the questioner a teasing warning. "Just remember, the mountain god has a bad temper and never lets a slight go unpunished. If you want its blessings, don't do anything to offend it."

Someone else asked, "What would offend it?"

The old man chuckled. "That depends on the mountain god's mood..."

The Pingchang Marquis' estate has a young lady who lost her family and came to seek refuge with distant relatives. She's blind, frail, and coughs up blood if the wind so much as blows on her.

Everyone in the estate worries she may not survive the winter.

Later, disaster strikes the estate. The brothers and sisters send their cousin to safety, then venture into a dangerous, forbidden forest that no one has ever entered, hoping to find a way out of their predicament.

The blind girl walks barefoot into the forest where a giant python dwells, navigating the rugged mountain trails as if they were flat ground.

In a dark cave deep in the ravine, golden slit pupils slowly open in the darkness.

She lends the mountain god her eyes so it can observe the world.

The giant python follows her to her feet and lifts her up with its body.

No, to be precise, she is the true mountain god.

Theme: Self-love and self-reliance are the only way forward