The Sparrow's Beloved

Synopsis One:

How do you catch a sparrow? Soak some tasty grains in wine, then cover them with a broken basket propped up by a hemp rope.

The older the method, the simpler and more effective it is. So all I needed to prepare for taming a defiant little yellow sparrow was a splendid golden cage.

After that, we opened a crack in the world.

Synopsis Two:

The timeline is after my previous novel, "Cultivation 101."

Transmigrator Bo Xi, a little idol who failed to debut on group formation night, becomes the leader of the Ethereal Immortal Mountain Pavilion. She then holds the cultivation world's first grand event, "Cultivation Trainees," and recruits nine promising youngsters with outstanding spiritual roots and exceptional talent. Every immortal sect is green with envy! They can't stand only picking through the scraps left behind by the Ethereal Pavilion, so one after another, they launch their own shows: "Cultivation Creation Camp," "Cultivation with You," and "In the Name of Cultivation." There are even rumors that the Celestial Realm held its own show, "Radiant Immortal Cultivators." But mortals and immortals are worlds apart, so they couldn't use a mystic light array to watch the livestream.

Bo Xi brings the whole bag of fan-circle tricks into the cultivation world, and from then on, things spiral out of control. The once stagnant cultivation scene is now full of drama every day. Cultivators who used to focus solely on training, free of worldly desires, now blow their tops countless times a day while exchanging "friendly greetings."

This story is set in a cultivation world where everyone follows stars. The cultivation scene has suffered from fan-circle manipulation for far too long.

Fan Number One: I can give up cultivation, but I can't give up following my fave.

Fan Number Two: It doesn't matter if I skip a day of cultivation, but my fave's rival can't go an hour without getting cursed!

Fan Number Three: It makes no difference whether I cultivate an hour earlier or later, but my fave can't go even an hour without cultivating!

Fan Number Four: If my fave can't succeed in cultivation, they'll have to go home and inherit the mountain gate (sect, clan, or capital city)!

Fan Number Five: Aside from pills, magic treasures, spirit beasts, divine artifacts, a sect, fellow cultivators, a master, a pile of senior and junior disciples, and a pile of good friends, all my fave has left is us!

Fan Number Six: What else can my fave do besides cultivate? What do they have besides those heaven-given spiritual roots? Seriously, they can't even do a bit of housework or tell their grains apart. Even their rivals know that. If they don't cultivate, they're really done for!

Fan Number Seven: Does my fave have any other path besides becoming an immortal? Can they do anything besides become a god? There are no true friends in the cultivation world. If they don't break through soon, they'll be told to get out of the cultivation scene.

Fan Number N: Get those votes, rankings, and streams going! Give my fave a chance to cultivate in the C position, where the world's spiritual energy is most abundant!!

Xiao Liang asks: Is there a group chat for everyone above? Add me. We can all make money together!

When Song Lingxi hears about it, he's delighted. Finally, he can break free of their association. From now on, leave me alone. This butterfly is going solo.

After joining the group, Xiao Liang says: It's not that I need the money. Mainly, I want to learn how to shower you all with praise. I want to be able to blindly rave about my wife every day, too.

Everyone: No wonder you have a wife.

The above is from my previous novel. For this one, I want to write an ensemble survival-game story with infinite-flow, cultivation, political intrigue, dark themes, comedy, and the entertainment industry. Even I think those keywords clash so much they might start fighting. But I love watching a good show, so let's see who wins, haha. All right, jokes aside, here's the plain version: the main plot is that several protagonists are livestreamed through a Flowing Light Mirror as they tackle challenges inside the crack we opened in the world at the start.

Synopsis Three:

This world hasn't seen a god in a very long time.

In our world, countless people have cultivated for tens of thousands of years and fallen one after another. It's been ages since anyone cultivated to immortality or achieved sainthood in the flesh.

The cultivation world seems to have reached an insurmountable bottleneck. Older cultivators die in despair after gaining nothing in their lifetimes. Younger cultivators are restless and depressed, unable to see a way forward. They give themselves over to depravity, become consumed by desire, and let inner demons ravage them, destroying their own path to immortality.

Then they discover the crack the gods opened in the world, and at last, the cultivation world sees light.

Everyone says that passing through the crack will lead to the world of the gods.

Countless cultivators rush in, only to be thrown back out. They risk their lives, and then truly lose them. The elite of every immortal sect are sent out like moths to a flame.

At last, amid their fear and confusion, they figure out the rules of the crack. They name it, create rankings, and select the cultivators most likely to reach its end, bestowing on them the title of gods!

None of them knows what's at the end of the crack. But sooner or later, they'll learn that we are what's at the end!

With the power of the entire world inside the crack, they pick the prettiest sparrows for us. If one refuses to sing for us, then make it cry.

(I don't know if I can write this kind of story, or if it'll make us seem like a bunch of sickos. What? You don't want to be lumped in with me as "us"? Maybe you want to save them. I know. I noticed a long time ago. Our opposing forces are powerful, but your organization is deeply entrenched and hardly spotless, either. The outcome is still anyone's guess.

We're not on the side of justice in this war. Maybe we won't win. But they're only a few sparrows. If you win, we'll give them to you. You'll only turn them into playthings for a different purpose, anyway.

In any case, countless brave sparrows will stumble out, dragging their battered bodies behind them. Their bodies will be full of life, their hearts strong, fluttering at our fingertips, singing for us or already beginning to cry.)

Theme: Little yellow sparrows are so cute. Put "protect them" in the chat