After Being Healed by a Beauty of the Ruthless Dao

"Updates are slow and sporadic"

Bai Xun transmigrated into a book, becoming an unfortunate cannon-fodder character. According to the plot, she'd end up with her heart meridian severed and her body brutally dismembered.

As it happened, the moment Bai Xun arrived, she found herself at the very scene where she was supposed to be dismembered.

When she opened her eyes again, she was astonished to discover that she wasn't dead.

...But she wasn't alive either.

Before her was a beauty as lovely as peach blossoms, with long, slender fingers and lowered lashes, deftly working a needle and thread.

A-a beauty was sewing her body back together!

Bai Xun's cheeks flushed red. The beauty raised her head gracefully and smiled. "You're awake. Do you want revenge?"

Bai Xun froze, then nodded.

The beauty smiled, touching a fingertip to her lips. "Cultivate with me."

Bai Xun: "...???"

S-so direct?

*

The body sewn together by the beauty worked well, but it wasn't very sturdy. A leg would fall off here, a hand there.

So Bai Xun had no choice but to stick close to the beauty day and night, so she could repair her body parts whenever needed.

But she couldn't live like that forever. Bai Xun put all her effort into finding treasures that could make her limbs sturdy.

At last, she could walk on her own!

When it was time to say goodbye to the beauty, Bai Xun was overjoyed. But the beauty seemed unhappy, a deep gloom settling in her usually smiling eyes.

The beauty spoke in a flat tone. "What will you do if something happens to you after you leave me?"

Bai Xun's heart trembled for a moment. She almost blurted out that she wouldn't leave.

But when the words reached her lips, Bai Xun forced them back down, put on a smile, and waved goodbye to the beauty.

Because she knew the beauty's secret.

The beauty was named Yan Qiuchi, the famous immortal cultivator of the Path of Ruthlessness.

A hundred years ago, Yan Qiuchi had already perfected the Path of Ruthlessness, severing all love and attachment and becoming free of all ties.

Those who followed this path were not supposed to form close bonds with others. And yet, during the time Yan Qiuchi spent with her, her cultivation had regressed considerably.

Bai Xun knew all of this.

Yan Qiuchi was her benefactor, so Bai Xun absolutely couldn't hold her back from achieving the Dao.

*

The immortal maiden Xiaochun, Yan Qiuchi, broke her Dao.

On the day she broke her Dao, she was drenched in blood and fire, while Bai Xun's lashes trembled and she couldn't bring herself to look at her.

Yan Qiuchi touched Bai Xun's cheek and spoke softly. "Don't hide from me. Open your eyes and look at me."

She swept Bai Xun into her arms and brought her before the gods and Buddhas, then bowed and knelt in reverence.

"Let her look at me once."

"I'll close my eyes and love her, as long as she looks at me once."

·Reader's Guide·

* A pure-hearted, sickly, PTSD-afflicted, silly sweetie x a sharp-tongued, scheming beauty

* Mutual salvation, sweet ovo

Upcoming: Open My Dao Companion's Conquest Journal

Qiuqiu always thought she was lucky.

Though she had been frail since childhood, with a withered spiritual root and a family that never valued her, her half-demon fiance had always kept her demonic nature under control and cared for her with great tenderness. Everyone praised the young master of Liuzhu for cutting ties with his family and rejecting his demonic bloodline, all for the sake of the young lady of the Luo family, who had made him turn to the righteous path.

The cultivators praised them: "It just goes to show that even those born evil can have a heart, and can reform themselves for love."

Qiuqiu agreed wholeheartedly. Although Liuzhu sometimes had a few violent little quirks, he treated her wonderfully. Every married couple has to be patient with each other's little flaws.

There was just over a month until their union ceremony. Qiuqiu secretly put on the wedding clothes her family had made for her long ago. While Liuzhu was out, she ran to his room to wait and show him when he got back.

The wedding clothes' long, gilded feathered sleeves were cumbersome. As she looked in the mirror, Qiuqiu accidentally knocked a half-open booklet off the table.

She picked it up, hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help opening it.

[15th, Morning]

She's being clingy again. Disgusting, but I have to kiss her for the mission.

[29th, Noon]

She cried after we were intimate. What a show of weakness. The people who used to cry in front of me didn't even leave bone fragments behind. But her affection level went up again. Almost there.

[8th, Night]

A union ceremony? What a joke. I'm a demon. She should be grateful I haven't killed her all this time. ...Forget it, I'll finish this quickly. Once I get the Heavenly Demon Bone back in a few days, I'll kill her.

"..."

The diary fell to the ground, and Qiuqiu remembered things that didn't belong to this world.

So her dao companion was a conqueror.

She didn't belong to this world either. That was why she was frail and sickly, with a withered spiritual root.

On the eve of her wedding, Qiuqiu snapped the spiritual bone bearing her dao companion contract,

destroyed her immortal roots, and fled to the demon realm, where she hid her identity and lived as a lowly demon, struggling to survive.

A weak demon with damaged roots couldn't survive in the demon realm.

Fortunately, a handsome young demon lord gave her a place to stay, then looked at her with shining eyes and asked her to marry him.

Looking at the young demon lord, Qiuqiu remembered how she'd first arrived in the demon realm, kneeling on the ground and begging beasts for food. Then she thought of the young demon lord's splendid palace, and agreed.

On the day of their wedding, the sky was dark and heavy clouds filled the heavens.

The young demon lord wore a splendid new outfit and smiled as he lifted Qiuqiu's veil. At that moment, a dazzling streak of white light cut off his finger bones.

He stared in shock and saw the newly ascended Demon Venerable approaching in flowing purple robes, smiling but not even looking at him. She stepped forward and lifted the bride's red veil.

"Qiuqiu, have you forgotten? We still have a ceremony to hold."

Theme: Repay resentment with resentment, and kindness with gratitude