[New story: I Have Seven Insane Personalities. If you're interested, little angels, go check it out and add it to your collection.]
Everyone in the cultivation world knows Su Qi of the Buzhou Immortal Sect is a true heaven-blessed prodigy.
He made a name for himself at a young age and became a disciple of Venerable Lianfeng, who placed great hopes in him. He also became close friends with Ze He, the son of the number one lord under heaven, and the two shared everything. Later, he took on a disciple of extraordinary talent, ensuring that his legacy would live on.
But in the end, his friend betrayed him, his master told him he was nothing but a substitute shell, and his disciple plotted to poison him, then dug out his heart to use as medicine to save his childhood sweetheart.
After losing his Exquisite Heart, Su Qi knew he didn't have long to live. What was there to enjoy in life, and what was there to fear in death? Without hesitation, he leaped from the Cliff of Despair.
He had thought he was sure to die, but when Su Qi opened his eyes again, he discovered he had been reborn three years after his death. Feeling his chest, where his heart no longer beat, Su Qi resolutely began cultivating the Heartless Dao, a path that had never existed in this world before.
From then on, he seemed to lose all interest in everyone. There was only one thought in his mind: I have to become stronger!
However, the friend who had betrayed him in his previous life for the sake of his family's interests begged for his forgiveness. The master who had treated him as a substitute puppet in his previous life gifted him his destined magical weapon.
And the disciple who had been scheming against him at every turn in his previous life now knelt before him, begging him to spare a glance.
Su Qi touched his chest and said expressionlessly, "Filthy."
Now, even looking at them for another moment made him feel as if he were dirtying his eyes.
He had no interest in these people at all.
Until, just as his Heartless Dao was nearing completion, someone clutched his robe and demanded through heart-wrenching sobs, "Can't you see me at all?"
That's right, thanks. I'm not interested in you.
The person gritted his teeth and continued, "Don't you have a heart?"
Su Qi gripped his sword as if facing a great enemy. Oh no, he's after my Heartless Dao!
A late apology is worthless. It's not that I look down on you. I look down on everyone here.
#The One Who Chases His Lover to the Crematorium#
#Everyone Chases Their Lover to the Crematorium#
#Heartless Daoist, Worldly Riches Su Qi as the Shou x Single-Minded, Devoted Sect Master as the Gong#
Upcoming story: Everyone Started Loving Me After I Faked My Death
Synopsis:
Su Anbai is the most despised traitor in the cultivation world. He joined the Lingxiao Immortal Sect, only to betray his sect. He became cultivation partners with the young lord of the jiao dragons, then killed his husband to prove his Dao. He stole his clan's treasured artifact, only to turn around and give it to the Supreme One of the Demon Realm. He even debased himself by becoming the Supreme One's plaything.
At last, this traitor, despised by everyone in the cultivation world, died on the day all the orthodox sects joined forces.
Everyone said Su Anbai had met a gruesome end. Bound to the Immortal-Slaying Pillar, he was pierced by 108 bone-shattering nails, bled nearly dry, and left with no uninjured part of his body. His face was so disfigured he was unrecognizable.
Only after Su Anbai's death was the truth revealed.
It turned out Su Anbai had never betrayed his sect. His master had long been a spy for the Demon Realm, and Su Anbai had only wanted to root out the traitor.
It turned out Su Anbai hadn't killed his husband to prove his Dao, either. The young lord of the jiao dragons had been tormented by inner demons and, knowing he was about to fall into the abyss, had asked Su Anbai to give him a swift death.
It turned out Su Anbai hadn't stolen his clan's treasured artifact. He had taken it and charged alone into the Demon Palace, intending to fight the Demon Venerable to the death, only to be imprisoned in the Demon Venerable's grasp.
And the day the orthodox sects joined forces to wipe out Su Anbai was the very day he finally escaped after barely surviving death.
It turned out everyone had wronged Su Anbai. The immortal sect mourned him, his clan hung spirit-summoning banners everywhere, and even a rival who had once argued with him couldn't help but lay the world's most beautiful Moon-Soul Flower on his empty tomb.
After his death, he became the white moonlight of the entire cultivation world.
Meanwhile, after faking his death, Su Anbai listened to everyone weeping and mourning him, as well as to his childhood sweetheart's unrequited love. He had no choice but to guard his secret identity carefully, for fear of being found out.
What should I do? It seems like everyone started loving me after I died.
Timid, adorable, resilient shou x Devoted gong who fell in love at first sight
#They Loved Me, Yet They Killed Me#
#The One Who Chases His Lover to the Crematorium, Everyone Chases Their Lover to the Crematorium#
#The Pitiful One Only Wants to Work Hard, Lie Flat, and Stay Alive, Yet Is Forced to Become the Unattainable White Moonlight of the Entire Cultivation World#
Theme: Face adversity head-on, even when circumstances are against you
I'm afraid this apprentice is not a fool.
The apprentice is a fool, the best friend is a BT
More ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, why are you half gone again, author?
What did you go to eat? Share it? (Curious baby probe)
Look at him burning paper, just slap this fool to death
??? Huh?? I'm so stupid!!!
This is the first time I have seen a character that can tell that the past life and the present are not the same person. I think the character of Xianzun is quite good.
Write some sweet side story between the two of them 😭 😭 😭
Not to mention, the things that King Wu and Young Master did really broke the barriers for ordinary people 😂 😂
Okay, okay, I've seen the ending.