My Master and the Gacha Machine Can't Both Be Mine [Infinite]

[The blurbs for my upcoming books, "The Ghost Gets Trapped in a Love Triangle and Keeps Playing Dead" and "The Fluffy Demon Lord Refuses to Be a Scapegoat Disciple," are at the very bottom.] This book is complete.

Cuo Fusheng was the most famous player in the evolution game.

Setting aside his intermittent insanity, his reputation for being such a beauty lover that he dared to steal beauties from bosses alone gave people enough to gossip about for three days and three nights.

What's more, he actually succeeded in stealing one.

Later, Cuo Fusheng vanished without a trace. The players all guessed that the boss, who had been so heartbroken that he shut down his dungeon, had taken revenge on him.

But in reality, after beating the game, Cuo Fusheng had simply wished for a partner with fair skin, a stunning face, long legs, and the best looks in the world.

Then he was sent back to his original world, to his old-man master, Yu Nanxue.

Gazing at that gentle, handsome face, a beauty beyond compare, Cuo Fusheng drooled and cried at the same time. "..."

His wish to win the beauty's heart had fallen apart, so Cuo Fusheng could only hug the beauty the boss had "gifted" him in consolation: a gacha machine. He planned to rely on gacha pulls to survive in the future.

Not long afterward, the evolution game descended upon the cultivation world. While everyone else worried about how to stay alive, Cuo Fusheng worried about how to protect the beloved companions he'd finally managed to pull from the machine.

It wasn't the game that was dangerous. His master seemed to have become a strict disciplinarian, constantly picking on his beloved companions.

"Master seems to have gone bad," Cuo Fusheng murmured.

The beauties he'd pulled from the machine gathered around their master, gentle and elegant.

"Why would he ask me to choose between him and the gacha machine? Am I the kind of person who doesn't respect his master?"

He'd never defy his master. It definitely wasn't because he couldn't bear to part with the beauties he'd finally managed to pull.

A terminal beauty addict who keeps getting lectured for running his mouth VS a handsome old-man master who knows how to use his words.

Upcoming book

"The Fluffy Demon Lord Refuses to Be a Scapegoat Disciple"

The biggest gossip in the Immortal Realm lately: Yan Du, disciple of Immortal Lord Luochen, Yun Chengui, has gone mad. He has completely changed his meek ways and is making advances on his master!

Yan Du: "Bullshit!"

Yan Du has a secret.

He's actually the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm, and his true form is a palm-sized, snow-white ball of fluff. He came to the Immortal Realm solely to undergo a tribulation of love.

At the time, Yan Du casually picked Yun Chengui, the most beautiful man in the Immortal Realm, and placed a suggestive imprint and a seal on himself.

That's how the tragedy began.

One was a good-for-nothing, lovesick disciple; the other was a cool, aloof Immortal Lord.

Aside from being mocked by everyone, Yan Du got nothing out of it.

Then, through a series of coincidences, he broke the seal and recovered his memories. At long last, Yan Du's lovesick days were over. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Damn you, Yun Chengui. I'll make you experience the pain of love too!"

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Yun Chengui also has a secret.

He can see everyone's affection rating toward him.

His young disciple used to turn up before him every day with a dazzlingly high affection rating, until one day...

The affection rating became a big, fat zero.

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"Master is so amazing. I like you so much!" Yan Du began flirting in earnest.

Yun Chengui looked at that zero, fell silent for a moment, and patted Yan Du's head.

"Awooo, awooo!" Yan Du, transformed into his true form and rolling around in the snow before being picked up, bared his tiny white teeth and bit at the slender hand.

Yun Chengui looked at the familiar zero above the snowball's head and fell into thought.

"So you're the famous Immortal Lord Luochen. I've heard so much about you." Yan Du appeared in his Demon Lord identity and spoke sarcastically.

Yun Chengui saw that familiar zero once more and seemed to understand something.

*

Later, shocking news spread across the realms: Demon Lord Yan Du had opened two secret identities just to pursue Immortal Lord Luochen, and had even willingly let himself be... handled in his true form (?). His devotion was truly rare.

Yan Du: "Get lost! Who spread that rumor? I'll kill them!"

[Peak cultivation / born actor / Demon Lord's disciple bottom x human affection-rating detector / up to no good / obsessed with petting fluffy creatures / Immortal Lord top]

A scheming, sweet-talking disciple, an irritable fluffball, a sarcastic Demon Lord. Take your pick!

Second upcoming book

"The Ghost Gets Trapped in a Love Triangle and Keeps Playing Dead"

Su Ye never imagined that even a ghost like him would one day be surrounded by four men demanding, "Who do you like?"

Let's go back to when he first met the System. It told him: [Bind yourself to me, and I can make you a body so you can go out and have fun.]

With no physical form, Su Ye was sorely tempted and signed away his freedom in a second.

Only after binding himself did Su Ye remember to ask what the mission was.

The System innocently flicked its pair of long ears. [Save the four male leads who are "poor, down on their luck, and all alone."]

At first, Su Ye didn't understand why those words were in quotation marks. Then he found out:

A top student who put himself through college on scholarships had a cool, handsome face and a beautiful red mole at the corner of his eye. His cool fingertips brushed Su Ye's cheek.

"Senior, whose car did you get into today?"

"You saw wrong."

He'd only switched to his second body to grind a mission with a big shot.

"Xiao Ye, did you go out with that singer?"

A gentle big shot with severe insomnia wore black gloves, tapping the table with his knuckles as a few strands of long hair fell loose.

"What singer? I stayed home and rested yesterday."

It was the third body that had gone out with the singer.

"Big brother, who was the person who went to the art exhibition with you?"

The down-on-his-luck young singer had blond hair and green eyes. His voice trembled as he buried his head in Su Ye's neck, his lipstick brushing against Su Ye's lips and leaving a red mark.

"Art exhibition? I've never been to one."

Only the fourth body had gone.

The destitute, lonely, shy, and introverted painter lowered his head and gently tugged at Su Ye's sleeve. Long bangs covered most of his adorable face.

"A-Ye... are you still in college? Is that person your junior?"

"I graduated a long time ago?"

Only the first body was still in school.

Su Ye: "Poor, down on your luck, and all alone... You've really mastered the art of playing word games!"

Fortunately, Su Ye was a ghost. Thanks to his four bodies that he could switch between at will, and the fact that he could slip out of them and play dead now and then, he made it through without being exposed.

Until, at a gathering, all four men ended up in the same place. After his cover was blown, Su Ye met their suspicious gazes and calmly chose to play dead.

The ghost floated away, leaving behind a lifeless body.

And the four men staring at one another.

Later, Su Ye finally understood what it meant to have unfinished business between the living and the dead. These four perverts wouldn't even leave a ghost alone!

"Senior, I have plenty of yang energy."

"Xiao Ye, I have the finest incense and joss paper here."

"Big brother, they say ghosts like dark rooms. I've got plenty."

"A-Ye, do you like these paintings? I'll burn them all for you."

Su Ye: Don't come any closer! Someone, save this ghost!

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I only wanted you to become successful, but all you want is my body.

I'm really not a heartless bastard. How was I supposed to know they wouldn't even leave a ghost alone?

Theme: Perseverance is the key to victory.