I Became the Mermaid Cherished by the Demon Lord

Zhuzhu is a sword cultivator from Changbai Sword Sect in the cultivation world, blessed with extraordinary talent. But to everyone's surprise, she failed to survive her tribulation on the path to becoming a Soul Transformation cultivator and ended up possessing the body of Lu Chen's most beloved mermaid, her sworn enemy.

Since she's been given this body, she might as well make good use of it: kill the great demon and rid the Six Realms of a menace.

But she never expected the Demon Lord, who wiped out the nine great immortal sects in a single night, to be so handsome. His eyes were as if frozen over, his gaze cold and wicked.

She hadn't expected him to be so powerful, either. She gave it everything she had and still couldn't hurt him in the slightest. Instead, he mistook her for someone trying to get close to him. A strange, bewitching glint flashed in his cool eyes. "Do you know what it means to give me this hairpin?"

She didn't. She only wanted to use it to kill him with a single strike, but all she could do was nod along... The next day, she heard that this was a hairpin demons used to declare their love...!!!

One day, she collapsed in his arms after accidentally taking the wrong pill. He murmured seductively, "Silly fish, do you really like me that much?"

She wailed, "..." She swore she didn't like him. She wanted to kill him!!!

But when the day finally came that she could truly kill him, she hesitated. His lips were pale, and he looked utterly harmless and frail. Her heart softened. It turned out she had fallen for him without even realizing it, this great demon everyone wanted to destroy.

The mermaid Lu Chen raised had gained her intelligence. Not only did she not keep her distance from him, she seemed to love getting close to him.

He had never thought that anyone could love someone like him, a man everyone feared. Somehow, it had become the meaning of his life.

But she was Bai Zhu, the cool, aloof sword cultivator from Changbai Sword Sect in the cultivation world, his sworn enemy and the woman widely regarded as the perfect match for her master, Yang Fan.

The moment he saw them standing together, he curled up and buried himself in the crook of his arm. Someone like him wasn't allowed to harbor such delusions. The demonic energy within him began to roar, unconsciously absorbing the essence around him. He wanted to fall into depravity, to destroy the world. His eyes seemed to bloom with demonic flowers, as black, mist-like petals spread all around.

He waited for her to come and kill him herself. But she not only spared him, she became his cultivation partner. Could it be that she couldn't bear to let him die after all?

His lips curved up involuntarily as he tested her, step by step. So she did have feelings for him. So all the sincerity she had shown him was real. He held nothing back from her anymore.

Next up: The Obsessive Emperor's Regret

Sheng Lan was as beautiful and cold as a carved jade statue, with an icy, aloof demeanor. She was an orphan Xie Jun had found and the intelligence operative and assassin he had trained himself.

Xie Jun wore a mask engraved with a lion design year-round. Clad in black, he gazed coldly down on the world, as if none of its countless people could catch his eye.

Sheng Lan thought he treated her differently. She was wrong.

Xie Jun looked down at her with his deep, sinister eyes. "Go. From the moment I found you, this was already your fate."

And so Xie Jun personally delivered Sheng Lan to the emperor's bedchamber, putting an end to her lingering hopes for him with his own hands.

Sheng Lan never believed that he had no feelings for her. She understood the years of planning behind his actions and made excuses for him, bringing him intelligence reports. Once, in an unprecedented gesture, he gave her a white jade hairpin carved with peonies.

Sheng Lan stood foolishly smiling atop the tower built of cold white jade bricks, clutching the hairpin in her palm. For the first time, she didn't feel cold.

When she wore the hairpin and the emperor gazed at her, calling her by another woman's name, she suddenly remembered the way Xie Jun had looked at her when they first met, as if he were looking at someone else through her.

So she was nothing but a stand-in!

With a cold sneer, her heart was killed by the sheer cruelty of his. Blood flowed freely until none remained.

Looking down at the hard bluestone bricks below the tower, Sheng Lan jumped without a backward glance, wishing only that she would never meet him again in her next life.

When she opened her eyes again, Sheng Lan had returned to the third year after he found her. Looking at his familiar face, her heart was as still as water. All she wanted was a chance to get away from this place, to get away from him.

The moment Xie Jun heard of her death, his heart went empty. He was like a wandering ghost, alone in the world.

At last, Xie Jun ascended to the most exalted throne in the land, the imperial throne. As he sat there, he thought he saw her icy eyes fixed on him with hatred.

He crawled toward her, but grasped at empty air. Blood-like tears seemed to trickle from the corners of his eyes as he whispered, "So I gained the world, but lost you."

He would rather give up the world and have only her.

At that moment, the stern and aloof Xie Jun could only watch Sheng Lan's determined retreating figure, wishing she would turn around, even if only to look at him once.

Thanks to Bigui Gugu for the cover of Six A.M. and Feeling a Hundred

Theme: Stay true to your original intentions, and you'll see things through to the end