The God Who Saved Me Fell to Darkness for My Sake

Updated daily at midnight. Any updates at other times are revisions. Told entirely in third person. 1v1, happy ending.

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Blurb:

I am Ji Chaoqing, the elder of Tianxuan Sect with the strongest cultivation techniques. Within the sect, my master protects me, my senior brothers dote on me, and my junior brothers and sisters respect me. When I was young, I swore to protect the sect and defend the world.

For that reason, I challenged the evil cultivators wreaking havoc across the land all by myself, guarding the people for a century of peace. Even when baleful energy ravaged my body until it was broken and battered, and I endured excruciating pain every night, I was glad to do it.

But then my senior brother, the sect leader, who had been betrothed to me since childhood, brought back a young woman named Lin Shanshan. From that day on, everyone in the sect changed.

My master said I was intolerant. My senior brothers despised me as vicious. My junior brothers and sisters wished I would just die.

I had done nothing, yet everyone turned against me.

That day, remnants of the Ghost Clan invaded the sect. I fought with all my might to defend it, but my senior brother, the sect leader, was saving Lin Shanshan. Taking advantage of my unguarded moment, he heartlessly pushed me off a cliff.

After years of protecting the sect, I became a joke in a single day.

No one knew that I hadn't died at the bottom of the cliff. A beautiful person, aloof and noble, with eyes for no one, rescued me.

Dressed in black, he was distant and indifferent, as if untouched by the mortal world. He walked through a thousand feet of baleful energy toward me and pulled me out of the abyss.

I had lost my cultivation and become a cripple. He had lost his memory and had never met me before, yet he treated me with genuine affection.

So I took him back to the sect to kill our way through it. After leveling Tianxuan Sect, all I wanted was to become a carefree rogue cultivator.

But life as a rogue cultivator was never going to be ordinary. Everyone I met had something wrong with them:

The seemingly gentle and sweet young emperor was actually a little yandere, always sneaking glances at the Imperial Preceptor who had raised him.

The seemingly macho senior brother of Penglai Sect was actually a hopeless romantic, so lovesick even dogs would avoid him.

The seemingly loyal junior brother who'd take a blade for his friends was actually a pitiful little puppy, pining for someone who couldn't love him back.

Life as a rogue cultivator was exceptionally thrilling, but I had never felt so free and happy.

But...

Why would the junior brother whose eyes I gouged out rather descend into demonic cultivation than stop begging me to love him?

Why would the master I schemed to kill rather die than let me come home?

Just as everyone was eyeing me covetously, the beautiful man at my side, who loved researching all the great cuisines of the mortal world, suddenly grabbed the spoon he usually used to cook for me and beat countless powerful cultivators until they couldn't fight back.

In the end, he held my hand tightly and said, "A Ji, don't be afraid."

My life has been filled with deception and lies. Every moment has been like walking on the edge of a blade, one wrong step away from plunging into an abyss. But I have never been afraid.

With him by my side, I have somewhere to turn.

So whether he takes me by force or locks me away, as long as he stays with me, I feel at ease.

Cultivation levels, from highest to lowest:

Divine.

Immortal.

Great Ascension.

Deity Transformation.

Tribulation Transcendence.

Nascent Soul.

Golden Core.

Grain Avoidance.

Foundation Establishment.

Qi Refining.

The authorized version is on Jinjiang Literature City.

The cover was kindly gifted to me by a friend from Bishui. The art is so gorgeous, I love it!

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"After My Disciple Couldn't Have Me, He Turned Dark"

An incredibly beautiful, carefree slacker x a cool beauty at first, twisted and unhinged later

Told entirely in third person.

Friends, I really love male leads who seem to take the heroine by force but are actually just little puppies, desperately miserable because they can't win her love and unable to do anything about it.

Blurb:

I am the sect's Sword Elder. At the request of my senior brother, the sect leader, I went to the mortal world to find someone born with divine bones, so I could help him become a god and bring blessings to all living beings.

I found him during the rainy season. In the pouring rain, dressed in rags and covered in wounds, he was fighting with stray dogs over food.

He was so pitiful, and I'd always been a carefree person who followed my whims. My heart softened, so I took him as my first disciple and named him Qiong Yu.

A graceful talent, gentle as jade, a merciful and principled god: that was what I hoped he would become.

I taught him everything I knew, and just as I'd expected, he became a gentleman of impeccable character, only one step away from godhood.

But then I awkwardly discovered that I'd mistaken him for someone else. The person truly born with divine bones was my senior brother's disciple.

Only then did I learn that divine bones and demonic bones are born together. When someone with divine bones is born, someone with demonic bones must be born as well. As it happened, Qiong Yu was the one born with demonic bones. He'd been a demon for ages. The whole story about him being on the verge of godhood was a lie this bastard had fed me!

I've always followed my heart, and I can give my affection or take it back. He dared to deceive me, so I deceived him into entering the Demon-Suppressing Array, intending to refine him away.

He let his guard down around me and fell straight into the array.

The Demon-Suppressing Array inflicted bone-deep, heart-piercing pain. Ordinary demons were refined away in a single day, but he endured it for three years without giving in.

Three years later, I saw him for the first time since he had fallen into the array.

Xie Qiongyu, who had always been tougher than anyone, was now on his knees like a stray dog. He begged me to believe him and begged me not to marry someone else.

At the time, I was preparing to accept my senior brother, the sect leader's, proposal. I replied casually, "I'm righteous, and you're a demon. You have no right to make demands of me."

He fell silent for a long time, then let out a bitter laugh and spat blood, turning to ash on the spot.

I thought this dark chapter of my past would disappear with Xie Qiongyu's death, so I calmly prepared for my wedding. My marriage to my senior brother was only an alliance, without love between us, but out of respect, I still prepared my own wedding dress.

Then the demons suddenly got a new Demon Lord. They rose rapidly, took control of the worlds of monsters, demons, and ghosts, and pointed their swords at Changxuan Sect. My senior brother and I had to bring our wedding forward because of our alliance.

On our wedding day, my senior brother and I performed the wedding rites and were escorted into the bridal chamber.

Just as I was starting to get bored, I suddenly felt a chain lock around my ankle.

Someone abruptly lifted my veil. Xie Qiongyu, whom I hadn't seen for a year, stood before me. His black robes were soaked in blood, the tip of his sword stained red, and his smile was sinister and twisted.

He tossed his sword aside, obsessively caressed the chain around my ankle with one hand, then ignored my struggles and pulled me into his arms with the other.

On the day I married, the evil cultivators invaded. Changxuan Sect ran red with blood, countless powerful cultivators in the cultivation world were killed, and countless others perished.

Xie Qiongyu said this was the betrothal gift he was giving me. He would defy his master and ancestors and take me as his Demon Empress.

That moment of kindness during the rainy season years ago had become an unprecedented catastrophe for the cultivation world, and the chains that imprisoned me in a gilded cage.

Male Lead's Perspective:

Before he turned fifteen, Xie Qiongyu was a prodigy. His swordsmanship was astonishing, and he was the child with the best chance of becoming head of the family. After turning fifteen, his spiritual power was damaged and he became a cripple. Everyone turned their backs on him, and when he fell, everyone piled on. He became a useless wretch anyone could bully.

What truly tormented Xie Qiongyu was discovering that he carried the bloodline of an ancient demon god. He was a monster through and through.

At his most desperate, he met Xu Qinmu.

Xu Qinmu was as radiant as an immortal, like the rising sun. She didn't know he had the blood of gods and demons. She rescued him from misery, freed him from the pain of his past, and let him experience the beauty of the world.

Xie Qiongyu knew that if she discovered he carried demonic blood, she would surely end their master-disciple relationship.

She once said the demonic path was filthy, so day after day Xie Qiongyu endured the pain of cutting away the demonic veins growing in his bones, unwilling to admit he was a demon.

She once said the evil path was vile, so Xie Qiongyu no longer dared enter her bedroom or bring her tea and water as he had before.

She once said she couldn't tolerate having a stain on herself, so Xie Qiongyu defied his nature and cultivated as an immortal, disregarding the backlash of his bloodline. He fought desperately to take first place in the sect's competition, all to make her happy.

He was careful and restrained at every turn, terrified she'd discover his secret and abandon him.

Unfortunately, she found out anyway.

She wanted to kill him, so he let her. If she wanted his life, he would give it to her.

But the demonic blood protected him, and he came back to life.

Xie Qiongyu couldn't accept it. He couldn't accept that Xu Qinmu wouldn't grieve for him after he died, and he couldn't accept her marrying someone else.

The sect leader of Changxuan Sect wasn't the right man for her. He was going to take her back!

Theme: Better to die than live without freedom.