After the Scorned One Is Reborn, the Whole World Gets Its Funeral Pyre

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[Third-person narration]

When I was fifteen, I was sent to Yun Jing as a hostage.

Back then, everyone bullied me.

They called me a social climber and said even the way I walked looked like I was out looking for customers.

An arrogant young master ordered me to warm his bed;

The heir of the foremost immortal sect forced me to cling to him;

Others even stripped off my clothes and drew the most vulgar pictures on me.

I suffered one humiliation after another, but I never thought of dying.

But I still had to die. How ridiculous: the only person who had ever been kind to me was the one who tore out my roots in the end.

But I should thank him. Otherwise, how would I have learned that my trip to the Lower Realm had happened only because the attendant watching over me had lost me through a moment's negligence?

They say that the cultivation world was once divided into the Upper and Lower Realms, and there was no such thing as demons.

Until that day.

Xiang Zhe burned down the Flower Calyx Tower, his hair turning white overnight and his Dao heart destroyed;

Xiang Xing searched the world over for a Dawn Flower that could keep a corpse from rotting;

And Xueli embraced the lifeless spirit altar and built three thousand steps to the heavens from heaps of bones.

They say that was the beginning of the cultivation world's upheaval. From then on, the two realms were joined, and demons came into being.

P.S.

1. Both leads are sexually inexperienced! Everyone gets their comeuppance.

2. This is an unconventional pregnancy story. The recipient's setting is that he bears fruit after flowering.

3. Extremely melodramatic!!!

Coming soon: I'm Just an Outsider

Blurb:

I fell in love with someone when I was fifteen. His name was Ming Dan.

Of course, I wouldn't have fallen for him if I hadn't known that the Ming in his name was the Ming family, the foremost immortal sect.

But either way, I fell in love with him.

Through my own efforts, I married him when I was sixteen.

On our wedding night, Ming Dan looked at me, his tone cold. "Are you satisfied now? You should know my heart already belongs to someone else."

I nodded. That was fine.

All I had to do was love him and spend the rest of my life in luxury and indulgence, while doing my duty as his young lord consort.

Like leaving a lamp on for him after dark and warming his bed when it got cold.

Of course, Ming Dan wasn't exactly grateful.

Just when I thought I would live happily like that forever, something unexpected happened.

Ming Dan and the person he loved were both trapped in danger. Naturally, he abandoned me to save his beloved.

Only as I lay dying did I understand that, to Ming Dan, I had always been an outsider.

When I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn at fifteen, on the day I had just bought A Guide to the Cultivation World's Great Families.

I suddenly began wondering: what was my most simple and unpretentious wish when I was six?

Oh, I remembered. It was to climb a high branch and spend the rest of my life in luxury and indulgence.

This time, I turned past the page with Ming Dan's name on it.

If this branch won't do, I'll find another.

Theme: Be a kind person