The Dark Moonlight Only Wants to Ascend to Immortality

[Check out my upcoming story, The Immortal Venerable Refuses to Be Manipulated! Blurb at the end.]

Mu Jiangyin opened his eyes and saw an unparalleled beauty in a dim dungeon, glaring at him with such murderous fury that it looked as if he wanted to tear him apart and devour him alive.

Faced with this scene, Mu Jiangyin remained as steady as an old dog.

He knew he had transmigrated into a book, and the beauty before him was the protagonist: Yun Lijiu, the future ruler of the Three Realms.

Yun Lijiu had been frail and sickly since childhood, bullied and humiliated by others. Later, he would rise from the ashes and sweep across the Three Realms. Everyone who had offended or humiliated him would be tortured until they wished they were dead.

Mu Jiangyin was destined to be one of them.

Calmly, Mu Jiangyin opened The Guide to Clinging to the Protagonist for a Minor Cannon Fodder in his mind and devised a survival plan.

Step one: Take good care of the sick beauty's daily needs and meals, and move him with your patience.

Step two: Show the sick beauty every kindness and warm him with your affection.

Step three: Cut ties with the scum of the Demon Realm and show off your own untainted virtue.

Step four: ...

Later, when Mu Jiangyin saw the Spirit-Exterminating Lamp brought before him, he thought, What the hell? After all that work, it turns out that a cannon fodder still has to die!

But when Mu Jiangyin opened his eyes again, he was back where the story began: the same dim dungeon, the same unparalleled beauty in bloodstained white robes.

Mu Jiangyin gave a cold laugh and silently tore The Guide to Clinging to the Protagonist for a Minor Cannon Fodder, a compendium of wisdom gathered from countless netizens, to shreds.

Why cling to anyone?

From now on, Mu Jiangyin would rely on himself. He would gather spirit herbs, demon cores, and lucky opportunities, and ascend before Yun Lijiu slaughtered his way through the Three Realms! If he couldn't afford to provoke him, couldn't he at least run away?

Later, he still failed to escape.

Mu Jiangyin was trapped in his cave by the former sickly beauty, now the God of War of the Celestial Realm.

Remembering the wild night they had shared and seeing the hickey on the sickly beauty's neck, Mu Jiangyin couldn't deny anything. He could only play the victim and beg to flee. "I didn't mean to last night. Please let me go..."

Yun Lijiu held him tight, as if he wanted to embed him in his bones. "I won't. This time, I won't let go even if I die!"

Mu Jiangyin: Oh. What am I supposed to do now?

It was the Celestial Realm's final hours. Yun Lijiu, fallen into demonhood, led his demonic army back into the highest heavens. A hundred thousand celestial soldiers were reduced to ashes, the Five Heavenly Kings had all been defeated, and the Four Divine Venerables had bowed in submission. Only the newly appointed Celestial Emperor was still struggling to hold out.

The desperate Celestial Emperor gazed into the distance. The demon army stretched beyond the horizon, surging like a black tide. Yun Lijiu stood among them in robes as white as snow, like a gleaming pearl in a dark sea.

His exquisitely beautiful features were especially wicked. His pale, slender hand held a silver-boned whip, and his thin lips curved into a cruel smile. All it would take was one soft utterance of the word "Kill" for the Celestial Realm's last sacred land to be reduced to scorched earth.

But Yun Lijiu did not say the word "Kill." He stared blankly at the body before him, finally losing his mind. Ignoring the arrows of sunset flying toward him, he clutched the corpse and wept like a madman, shedding tears of blood.

When he had drifted into the Demon Realm, that little demon had been the only one to help him. The little demon had given him delicious food and drink, treated his wounds, and protected him when others bullied him. He had been willing to sacrifice everything for Yun Lijiu, even betray his own people.

Yun Lijiu had thought it was nothing more than a passing episode during the lowest point of his life. Only when the little demon's body had gone cold and stiff did he realize that this little demon was the cinnabar mark etched on his heart, the white moonlight shining outside his window.

Later, Yun Lijiu finally saw that white moonlight again, only to discover that it had turned black!

Check out my upcoming story, The Immortal Venerable Refuses to Be Manipulated!

The Mahayana Immortal Venerable Le Fuguang was thoroughly manipulated while reincarnating to undergo trials.

In his first life, a young sword cultivator pierced his heart with an arrow and said, "If you love me, you should understand why I had to kill my wife to prove my Dao."

In his second life, the incredibly wealthy owner of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion treated him as a stand-in and said, "I love you, but you're only a substitute. You're not worthy of me."

In his third life, the Demon Venerable imprisoned him and said, "You must learn to endure and please me. Only then will I show you mercy."

His fourth life, his fifth life...

At the end of his sixth reincarnation, Le Fuguang finally recovered his memories.

He looked at the System that was trying to manipulate him again and said nothing.

The System said, "Host, you should know that having a System like me send you to suffer through the mortal world and experience the dangers of human nature is a blessing."

Le Fuguang smiled faintly. "You can have that blessing. Do you want it?"

Twenty years later, Le Fuguang had cultivated with a mixed spiritual root and returned to the Mahayana realm, only to find his former boyfriends at the door of his cave, still trying to manipulate him!

Le Fuguang smiled slightly and subtly turned the tables on them. "I loved you once, but you disappointed me so much. So now I..." He casually pulled over a random passerby. "So now I like this type."

Looking at the utterly ordinary passerby, his ex-boyfriends immediately felt they might still have a chance. They all jumped into the fire pit, where they suffered too much to live and too much to die.

Later, Le Fuguang learned that the passerby he'd grabbed on a whim was the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao and the leader of the Immortal Alliance.

Le Fuguang: "Sorry, my mistake. I never loved you. You were just a tool."

The tool, Jifeng, pondered for a moment. "But I loved you, and I always will."

A carefree uke who refuses to be manipulated VS a Sword Venerable seme who embodies the emotionless Heavenly Dao, yet loves the mortal world.

1v1, happy ending

Check out my completed stories:

Buddhist-Style Villain

A comical, eccentric story about the Demon Realm's Holy Son gathering negative emotions.

The Sect Master Is So Difficult

After transmigrating into a cannon-fodder villainous master, he plans to cling to the beloved protagonist uke, only for the protagonist uke to suddenly become a seme.

Reascending to Immortality

A satisfying tale of a uke who was murdered in his previous life and takes revenge after being reborn.

Theme: Be independent and cherish the people by your side.