I Cultivated Using the Villainous Demon Lord

The blurb for my upcoming novel, "Accidentally Marking the Black-Bellied Prince", is at the end.

Chu Li transmigrates into a xianxia novel as a female supporting character from the Hehuan Sect.

In the original story, the female supporting character tries to improve her cultivation by competing with the heroine for the domineering male lead, and meets a tragic end.

Chu Li scoffs. What's so great about a domineering male lead?

Isn't this pitiful, delicate-looking boy by the roadside much better?

Chu Li gently lifts the boy's chin with a finger and says softly, "Young man, I can tell you have extraordinary bones and excellent potential. Why not cultivate with me, so we can ascend together?"

The pitiful boy's eyes glisten. Blushing, he nods. "All right, big sister."

From then on, Chu Li shamelessly coaxes the innocent young man into cultivating with her day and night.

She never expected them to be such a perfect match. Not only does her cultivation soar, but she also goes from being an insignificant outer sect disciple to the sect's newest darling, even outshining everyone at the Immortal Sects' Grand Tournament.

The heroine, driven nearly mad after Chu Li steals her spotlight, orders the domineering male lead to slash Chu Li's face.

But the pitiful boy, usually so gentle and obedient, knocks the male lead flat with a single move, casually snaps his divine weapon, and unleashes such a murderous aura that he splits the Immortal Sects' arena in two.

Chu Li's eyes go wide with shock.

Isn't that the original novel's great villain's signature move?!

Remembering the villain's glorious record of slaughtering half the cultivation world in the original story, and recalling all those times she had pinned him down to study cultivation techniques...

Chu Li grabs a paper umbrella and flees in the middle of the night.

Later.

The great villain pins her against a Hehuan tree, his eyes red and his expression aggrieved. "Big sister, are you leaving me?"

Chu Li clasps her hands together, prepared to meet her end. "Lord Demon, please spare me. I won't dare do it again... Wait, you're a thousand years old, and you still call me big sister?"

The great villain's eyes light up, his voice delighted. "Wife?"

Chu Li: ???

A scheming, tea-green great villain × a stunning, flirtatious female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect

My next novel will be *Her Moon in the Water [GB]*

The night the spacecraft spiraled out of control and crashed, nineteen-year-old Jian Xingchen brought Jiang Yiheng home.

The tiny rental room, less than fifteen square meters, was piled high with junk he'd scavenged.

Yet the boy's eyes were as clear as the purest lake in the world.

He held down the hand gripping her dagger, his delicate brows drawing together slightly. "Don't move. Your wound will reopen."

Every day, Jian Xingchen left before dawn, traded scrap for medicine, caught wild pigeons and stewed them for her, and gave up the only bed.

Whenever she woke from a nightmare, she would see the boy curled up beneath the moon, sleeping peacefully.

He was so simple and pure, as if he would remain in this little room forever, belonging to her alone.

Jiang Yiheng asked him more than once what he wanted, but he always shook his head.

Except that night.

His first heat after presenting was especially intense. The boy's clear eyes turned red, and he knelt before her in tears, clutching the hem of her clothes as he choked out, "Please... mark me."

Later, when the royal spacecraft landed with a roar outside the door, the usually mild-mannered boy shrank into a corner like a frightened little animal. His gaze darted about, yet held a hint of anticipation.

Jiang Yiheng simply handed him a credit chip, her expression calm.

The gold-plated black chip slipped from her fingertips, spun on the floor a few times, then came to rest between them.

The boy lowered his eyes and never reached out to take it.

A few days later, Jiang Yiheng happened to hear about an easy job that would suit him.

She returned to the shabby rental room, only to find it empty. The boy had vanished without a trace.

Jiang Yiheng thought that was the end of their story.

From then on, they would go their separate ways, and his joys and sorrows would have nothing to do with her.

Until months later, when Jiang Yiheng toured the capital in great splendor with the royal procession, making an appearance ahead of the grand wedding to come.

She caught sight of a familiar, frail figure being cornered by several thugs in a filthy alley.

The boy let their fists and kicks rain down on him. His face was deathly pale, but he curled into a ball, fiercely protecting his slightly rounded belly.

Strong, rational female Alpha, heir to the royal throne × innocent, stoic male Omega scavenger

My next novel will be a female Alpha/male Omega story: "Accidentally Marking the Black-Bellied Prince"

Qiao Yi was once the top-ranked bounty hunter, famous throughout the empire for her one-of-a-kind cross-blade technique.

The day she saved up fifty million and planned to retire early and lie flat, a royal marriage contract landed in her lap.

Qiao Yi: I'd rather starve than take a single handout from the royal family!

When she first meets the royal family's mysterious, unassuming youngest son, he has a pure, luminous air and translucent skin. His beauty seems almost otherworldly.

Qiao Yi: Turns out a kept woman lifestyle is pretty great.

Everyone approves of this pairing of a wealthy Alpha and a beautiful Omega.

It's just that her gentle, considerate, endlessly accommodating fiancé sometimes looks at her with a strange expression she can't understand.

After their engagement, his possessiveness toward Qiao Yi grows stronger and stronger.

Whether he's straightening his collar, putting on a necklace, or drying his hair, he loves asking her to do it for him, all while deliberately exposing the gland at the back of his neck.

Qiao Yi assumes she's just imagining things.

Until one night, in the glass conservatory just one door away from the banquet hall, her reserved fiancé takes her hand and guides it along his brows, the corner of his lips, and his Adam's apple, then down to the back of his neck.

Qiao Yi panics. "Isn't it too soon to mark you?"

He guides her fingertips to his gland. There, she sees a faint cross-shaped scar.

Qiao Yi is stunned. "That's impossible. When did I ever..."

"Would you like me to help you remember?" The cool, clean scent of an Omega's pheromones fills the air. His voice drops low as it brushes her ear. "It's been one year, four months, and nine days since you left me behind."

*

Late at night, one year, four months, and nine days ago, Qiao Yi was evacuating during a mission when she accidentally boarded an out-of-control giant moth mech.

To regain control, she had no choice but to stab twice into the interface at the mech's neck.

Could it be...

That giant moth she rode off into the sky wasn't a mech at all, but the cool and gentle Omega fiancé standing right in front of her????!!!!

Blunt former bounty hunter female Alpha × black-bellied, seductive male Omega from the insectoid race

#Moths Fly Toward the Light, and I Fly Toward You#

Theme: Choosing well matters more than working hard.