Singing for a Merman Bigwig [Western Fantasy]

★ Upcoming titles at the end: Beloved by the Demon Venerable, the Tyrant Flower and A One-Stop Shop for Cooking in Another World. Please add them to your reading list! ★

Hathaway was once a child star adored by everyone, until an "accident" ruined her voice.

The church seized the opportunity to announce, "Her parents betrayed the gods. The daughter of heretics does not deserve a beautiful voice."

Only Hathaway knew how devout her parents had been.

To uncover the truth, Hathaway cut her finger and summoned an evil god.

But a tentacle crawled out of the summoning circle and spoke at once:

"Don't put yourself down. Don't hurt yourself. Dark creatures are all bastards, "

Hathaway couldn't help interrupting. "Wait, aren't you a dark creature too?"

The other raised a tentacle and gave a cold, amused laugh.

"I'm human."

Hathaway: "...?"

What kind of normal person keeps a tentacle as a familiar and speaks from a dark magic circle?!

Still, the other didn't drink blood or eat meat, helped heal her voice, protected her, taught her music, and charged nothing except the chance to listen to her sing. Hathaway happily overlooked the strange behavior of this self-proclaimed apothecary and made him her best partner!

That is, until one day, he pinned her down with a vacant look in his eyes, his damp breath brushing the veins in her neck

And a restless fish tail appeared alongside him.

Hathaway: QAQ!

So he's not an evil god after all. He's a merfolk who puts humans on the menu!

★ Reading Guide ★

1. Lighthearted 1v1, happy ending, with romance and plot in equal measure.

2. A heroine who grows stronger, reaches the highest level of combat prowess by the end, and secretly has a naturally sinister streak.

3. The male lead is an unconventional dark creature and unexpectedly pure-hearted.

4. A story about two career-minded partners joining forces, each convinced they're getting the better deal.

[The blurb was screenshotted, first written on 2021.7.23]

★ Upcoming xianxia title: Beloved by the Demon Venerable, the Tyrant Flower ★

Hua Zhenmian has been reborn.

In her previous life, on her wedding day, her kindly older sister suddenly turned vicious. Together with Hua Zhenmian's husband, she took the blood from Hua Zhenmian's heart, then threw her into a furnace and burned her alive.

As a man and a woman laughed at her, Hua Zhenmian learned that her true form was a rare Netherworld Spirit Plant, found only once in a generation across the Three Realms.

Forge a spirit plant into a sword, and the blade can cut through iron like mud.

Take a spirit plant as a pill, and you can become the greatest under heaven.

Given another chance, Hua Zhenmian flees her bridal chamber and breaks into a forbidden place. Using her blood as a catalyst, she releases the Demon Venerable from the seal that terrifies the Three Realms.

Even if she must sacrifice her true form, she will make sure those hypocritical righteous cultivators never know peace!

But no one told her that the sealed Demon Venerable would be a handsome, gentle man who patiently listened to her request

Then buried her in the soil.

"Weren't you going to sacrifice yourself for me? This will dispel your resentment and reduce the backlash against me after your true form is used to make medicine or forge a sword."

Hua Zhenmian held back her tears, stifled her trembling, and lay stiffly without daring to move.

But that day, for the first time in her life, Hua Zhenmian felt spiritual energy flowing between heaven and earth. After she climbed out of the soil, her cultivation broke through several levels in a row.

Later, two great immortal sects were beaten back again and again. Furious, they accused Hua Zhenmian of shamelessly using her looks to climb the ranks by relying on a man. The Demon Venerable gently stroked the leaves of the spirit plant resting on his head, his eyes still warm with a smile.

"But I have never attacked you."

*

Everyone in the demon realm knew that their leader was obsessed with rare flowers and plants, a true plant fanatic. But this time, things seemed a little different

In the first month, the Demon Venerable replaced the spring water used to water the spirit plant with strawberry juice.

In the second month, he replaced the soil with the feathers of a Rainbow Cloud Bird.

By month N, winding vines of flowers covered him from head to toe.

The demon cultivator subordinate lowered his head, afraid to look too closely. "My lord, is this also flower care?"

The Demon Venerable gently lifted a vine from his neck.

"Yes. Flower care."

[A suspicious, paranoid, silly, biting flower x a gentle demon king who acts as life's guide]

1v1, happy ending. Revenge + romance. Flower-demon heroine x spirit male lead. Neither of them is human! Nonhuman romances are the best!

The plot takes up a little less space than in this book (probably).

★ Upcoming Western fantasy food story: A One-Stop Shop for Cooking in Another World ★

After war swept across the continent, magical beasts ran rampant.

Bonn Bova shouldered her iron pot and joined the wandering army in search of the Sanctuary.

Then one day, as she was making soup in the forest, a silver figure suddenly landed in front of her

The giant dragon's pupils were round as the moon, its scales sharp as steel, yet it gazed silently at her pot of soup.

After hesitating for a moment, she offered it a spoonful.

The silver dragon drank every last drop as if it had found a treasure.

But it didn't fly away. Instead, it lightly tapped the ground with its tail, as if silently urging her

"One more spoonful."

Later,

In the snowy mountains, she used spicy soup to bridge the gap between wolves and humans, while the silver dragon breathed fire to warm her.

In the desert, she won over a water-shy witch with cactus pudding, while the silver dragon spread its wings to shield her from the scorching sun.

At the beach, her book, 99 Ways to Cook Seafood, persuaded merfolk to escort her across the sea. But Mr. Dragon irritably swished his tail, brushed aside the pearls the merfolk offered, and placed a gemstone, he'd found somewhere, in her palm.

When the dawn of the Sanctuary was finally within reach, she couldn't help asking, "You can fly wherever you want. Why are you taking your time wandering around with me?"

The silver dragon lowered its head and folded its wings around her.

"...Because the place you're going requires faith?"

#The dragon really wants to fly you there, but is afraid a cheat code will keep him from getting in#

#And the world's best chef is the dragon's most treasured possession#

[Gentle, unbothered little chef x quiet, super-strong, silly dragon]

★ Upcoming East-meets-West fantasy: My Master Is a Witch ★

The year Xie Shuanghua fell off a cliff, his meridians were ruined and his spiritual root destroyed.

The sects were embroiled in intrigue, and cultivators lived in fear. The predecessors had either ascended or died, while mediocre people held power. In the vast world of cultivation, no one could be found to wield a sword for the sake of the world.

His sword heart faltered, and his path of cultivation seemed unclear.

In the endless darkness of despair, a figure dressed in strange black clothes came to his side. Her voice was calm and gentle.

"Don't worry, "

"I'll fix you."

Later, Xie Shuanghua learned that his so-called benefactor was a witch, condemned by everyone in the Western Continent and branded a heretic.

*

The witch, an exceptionally skilled healer with an extensive knowledge of medicine, used a withered branch to heal all those who suffered hardship and poverty, helping them put their lives back on track.

Xie Shuanghua had been healed too. He stood rooted to the spot in silence for a long time, then finally summoned the courage to speak.

"Senior."

"Can I stay?"

To become your disciple and heal the sick.

The witch, who was mixing a new medicine, looked up abruptly, her eyes widening and her face turning red.

The next moment, the test tube in her hand exploded.

*

At some point, a small sect called the South Star Witch Sect quietly rose to prominence. They say the sect has few disciples, but each one is bizarre and unforgettable:

An invincible swordsman who can really cook,

A talkative female ghost, warm and forthright,

A moody, gloomy pea shoot,

And a gentle, kindly witch's hat...

Yet no matter how strange the disciples or how humble the sect, wherever the Witch Sect goes, illness vanishes and medicine works like a charm!

More and more people joined the South Star Witch Sect. Its reputation even surpassed that of many long-established cultivation sects!

Later, the old sects were so humiliated and enraged that they launched a campaign to wipe out the Witch Sect, branding them heretics! But

Where had all these great masters, on the verge of ascension, come from?

Why had their own sects' top disciples also been healed by the witch?

And why were the souls of the various sect ancestors behind that witch?

Xie Shuanghua, the nameless swordsman who'd quietly been using a church master's divine summoning talisman, lowered the brim of his hat and fired a firework into the sky. In an instant

Those whom the witch had healed came from every direction, their numbers as vast as the sea and mountains.

#Travel a thousand miles to ease the suffering, use one withered branch to save the world#

#No sword in hand, yet your heart is set on the world? The Demon Sect#

#You are the path of cultivation I will pursue for my entire life, forever unchanged#

[Immortal witch x sword cultivator who ascends]

The next book will be a historical BL story, A Feeding Guide for the Villainous Cat Demon. A cozy, healing slice-of-life story.

Add it to your reading list if you're interested. Those who aren't into BL can ignore this.

○ Completed: I Repair Appliances in the Immortal Sect [System], featuring a warm little ray of sunshine x a world-weary, tragic beauty. Click to see the sunny heroine carry the whole team~!

Theme: Everyone has the right to strive for their dreams.