After the Unlucky Junior Sister Took the Wrong Redemption Script

Sang Xu transmigrated into a novel about a master-disciple romance as a cannon-fodder junior sister.

According to the original story, her no-name sect would soon be destroyed in an apocalyptic calamity summoned by the villain.

To survive, she had no choice but to stop and redeem him.

Looking at the villain's contact in her communication jade slip, Sang Xu's eyes glowed green.

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The three essentials of a redemption-story heroine:

One: kindness.

In the original story, when the villain's mother died, Sang Xu sent the big villain a message on her jade slip to offer her condolences.

"There's still true kindness in this world. A young man like you can make it anywhere."

The other end: ?

"I mean, don't be sad. If all else fails, I can be your mom."

Two: enthusiasm.

When the villain in the original story was cast out of his clan because of his half-demon blood and left homeless, Sang Xu went around asking everywhere, and finally sent him a message on her jade slip.

"Under the Guanyin Bridge in Lin Family Village. Three beggars, plenty of space and few people. A fine place to stay."

The other end: ??

"A new home means a new outlook."

Three: fragility.

When the villain in the original story fell into danger after a scheme went wrong, Sang Xu stepped in, swiftly knocked over dozens of demonic beasts, then clutched her chest and slowly collapsed to the ground, calling out stiffly, "Ah! My poor heart!"

The other end: ... His face suddenly turned red.

So she really was secretly in love with him.

After all the steps were complete and the truth of the original story was about to be revealed, Sang Xu tentatively sent him a message.

"Um, if you want revenge, you can just go after your demon clan, right? There's no need to destroy the cultivation world, is there?"

Destroy the cultivation world?

The demon clan?

The handsome man holding his jade slip narrowed his long eyes. Evil aura swirled around him as he laughed in anger.

"Dear Xu, I am a demon."

Sang Xu's eyes widened, and the jade slip fell from her hand.

No way.

Had she redeemed the wrong person?

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Promoting my own upcoming novel, Stealing Spring. If you're interested, please add it to your library!

A new girl had arrived at the marquis's manor.

She looked frail and sickly, but when she stood in the snow wrapped in a fox-fur cloak, her features were so lovely she seemed like an immortal descended to the mortal world.

Curious people whispered about the background of the marquis's adopted daughter. They guessed all sorts of things, and rumors abounded.

But only Yaoyao knew that this was clearly the real daughter, the one whose place as the marquis's legitimate daughter she had taken for over a decade.

She had taken the nest and enjoyed every luxury, while the real young lady suffered out in the world.

Yaoyao felt truly guilty and uneasy. She decided... to make it up to her.

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When the real young lady practiced her sword, Yaoyao clutched a fragrant handkerchief, worked up her courage, and went forward to wipe her sweat. Blushing, she praised her: "Little sister, you look so beautiful when you dance with your sword."

The real young lady gave a faintly amused smile, her eyes unreadable.

The meaning of that smile was unclear, but Yaoyao was so dazzled she took it as thanks and became even more determined.

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To grow closer, she cooked for her herself and learned to make pastries. She picked up a needle and thread and started sewing handkerchiefs...

She even carried a pillow to the real young lady's room and knocked on her door during a stormy night.

Worried that the real young lady might be scared, but afraid she'd be embarrassed to admit it, Yaoyao considerately said, "It's cold and stormy tonight. Big Sister gets chilly, so I want to sleep with you."

The real young lady wore a moon-white sleeping robe and stared at her, emotions Yaoyao couldn't read stirring in her eyes.

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At a banquet, someone drugged Yaoyao. She nearly wanted to throw herself into a river, but the beautiful younger sister stopped her, picked her up around the waist, and carried her gently into the inner chamber.

When she woke, she saw the beautiful younger sister holding her hand and kissing it. Yaoyao's face grew hot, her heart raced, and she stammered in confusion, "Are other people's sisters this affectionate...?"

The beautiful younger sister gave a brief laugh, her eyes dark with churning emotion. "...You'll have to guess, Big Sister."

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On the day the country fell, the marquis's manor was in utter chaos. When Yaoyao was escorted into the palace, she saw that the new ruler sitting on the throne was the dear younger sister she had been unable to find.

"Good Yaoyao," said the new ruler, her expression cool. Looking down at her from above, however, she smiled softly and beckoned. "Come here."

"Come to my side."

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Promoting my friend's fantasy serial, The Evil Spirit I Once Wronged Has Come for Revenge, by Gongma Zongxianjing. Please add it to your library!

The sickly and mad Zhu Ju had been suppressed for a thousand years by Yan Chuyue, the Heavenly Dao's beloved daughter. The day he broke out of the Tower of Demon Slaying, the entire immortal realm panicked and spread the news.

But then word got around that he was out to settle an old score, and planned to turn Yan Chuyue, who had once suppressed him, into a puppet so he could torment her in revenge!

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Yan Chuyue died protecting the peace of the world, never imagining that when she came back to life, she would wake up in Zhu Ju's bed.

Knowing she would meet a terrible fate, she planned to reunite with her junior brother, the sword immortal, but discovered that Zhu Ju controlled her.

Zhu Ju used puppet strings to make her stab a dagger into his heart. His clothes were disheveled, and he looked exhilarated.

Yan Chuyue: !?? What happened?

Before she could figure it out, her body moved against her will, lunging forward.

Her soft lips pressed tightly against his chest. Zhu Ju tilted his head back in unbearable pleasure and gripped her dark hair.

Yan Chuyue finally understood. He wanted her to come back to life so he could keep humiliating her...

*

For other people, being remembered and brought back to life is a wonderful thing. For Yan Chuyue, it's a record of being hunted across the Six Realms.

She seized an opportunity to reunite with her junior brother.

Zhu Ju chased after them. One bolt of tribulation lightning after another struck his back. He smiled sweetly, beautiful and vicious.

"Even in death, you still think about your dear junior brother. Wouldn't it be better to become my puppet...?"

His white sword blocked her neck, and the sword immortal junior brother's life hung by a thread.

Zhu Ju gently shook the silver bell that controlled the puppet.

"Choose him, or... choose me." Blood seeped from his lips. He smiled sweetly, his eyes full of lust and sin.

*

Zhu Ju was born without tears. At first, seeing other people cry and win sympathy made him murderous.

Later, he only regretted that he could not cry, afraid Yan Chuyue would care for her junior brother and feel no love or desire for him.

Zhu Ju bore the world's evil desires, unable to tell good from evil. He was a base and cruel ghoul who fed on desire. He crawled out from beneath the earth, ravenous, all for Yan Chuyue to love him.

[A mad, sick, delicate, and innocent psycho male lead × a daughter of the Heavenly Dao, born to be a light, warmly pursuing the one she loves]

Theme: Stay optimistic and positive, and never stop striving.