I Heard My Soul Had Dispersed

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Word spread that Qu Xunhuan, the leader of the demonic path, was dead, utterly reduced to ashes.

For a time, everyone who heard the news wept with joy, and everyone who saw it was overjoyed.

Unfortunately, Qu Xunhuan wasn't quite dead.

Even more unfortunately, she was bound by contract to the sole heir of the Xuangui Sect.

What kind of sect was the Xuangui Sect? No records could be found.

Who was this sole heir, some mighty figure from who-knows-where? No such person could be found.

And to make matters worse, she was useless. If she could talk her way out of something, she never lifted a finger.

Looking at her tiny skeleton body and broken ribs, Qu Xunhuan sighed up at the sky. She'd have been better off staying dead.

But Liu Qingbai held the little skeleton in her palm, her gaze cold and obsessive.

"Huanhuan, you can't die. The gods in heaven want me dead, and now you don't want me either?"

Later, Qu Xunhuan learned that after her death, someone had scoured the world for rare treasures, defying the divine decree just to reunite her soul.

In that case, from now on, whether she walked the ghostly path or shattered the heavens, she would go with her.

If the gods want them dead, then they will slay gods and ghosts alike.

[Coming Soon]: The Little Empress Keeps Slacking Off in the Harem and Always Gets Caught

Rebellious, lazy empress x scheming, ambitious empress dowager (female emperor)

[Blurb]

They say the empress of Zhao is both learned and skilled in combat, knowing the heavens above and the earth below.

At twelve, she dazzled the entire city of Tianzhao. Scholars across the land exhausted their ink praising her.

But at fifteen, an imperial edict appointed her the new empress.

Every scholar in Zhao lamented the news. The reason was simple: the new emperor was only a three-year-old child.

But Sima Yunqin, the empress herself, wasn't the least bit troubled.

The emperor was young, and there were plenty of people to look after him. With no one else in the harem, she could enjoy some peace and quiet.

She had food, clothes, and people to take care of her. She could slack off when there was work and lie flat when there wasn't.

Compared with working herself to death in her previous life, this was practically a life among the immortals.

So why could the empress dowager in Shou'an Palace always catch her slacking off?

Having the consorts handle palace affairs couldn't be called slacking off, could it?

That was just a sensible allocation of human resources.

Having the young emperor memorize his lessons and practice on his own couldn't be called slacking off, could it?

That was just learning through repetition.

The empress dowager nodded in approval, slowly and leisurely.

"The empress is quite right. Why don't you tell me how the officials of the imperial court should be assigned?"

Sima Yunqin couldn't say. Say too much and her mouth would hurt; say too little and her back would hurt.

Later, the empress dowager became the new emperor, but the empress remained the empress.

Sima Yunqin thought she could finally lie flat in peace.

As it turned out, capitalists really do squeeze every last drop of surplus value from their workers.

By day, she had to help the emperor handle state affairs. At night, she had to help the emperor satisfy her needs.

She got to lie down, but her back was a little sore.

Reader's Guide:

1. They take turns taking the lead.

2. Neither heroine is righteous, but neither indiscriminately kills the innocent.

3. They're both weak at first, then become completely unhinged later.

Theme: The road to truth is not easy, but never give up on seeking it.