Help! The King of Hell Has His Eye on Me!

◆Fickle, foxlike, and irresistibly seductive demoness x devoted, restrained, ascetic King of Hell◆

/Training him like a dog / Male rivals / The groveling ex wins her back / Lust first, love later/

#I accidentally *ed the King of Hell, and he hunted me for three thousand years.

#He hunted the demoness for three thousand years, just to have her * him again.

Jiang Nanzhi transmigrated into a xianxia revenge novel as the villainous demoness.

The original owner loved killing ghosts and was skilled at taming ferocious beasts. She was also a shameless pervert. Jiang Nanzhi couldn't bring herself to kill ghosts or tame beasts, but when it came to indulging in handsome men... she'd gladly die for it!!

The very next day, she went down the mountain and found a gorgeous man on the verge of death, suffering from amnesia. She took him home, had her way with him, and took full advantage!

The book said the demoness was always good to her lovers, so Jiang Nanzhi did whatever he asked, practically spoiling him rotten. Others said the demoness had no restraint, so Jiang Nanzhi made him do it three times a day, leaving herself too exhausted to get out of bed for three days.

Too bad a melon picked before it was ripe isn't sweet, and forced love isn't fun.

When her pampered lover wouldn't behave, Jiang Nanzhi had no choice but to let him go.

To get over her heartbreak, Jiang Nanzhi invited beauties from every corner to travel the Three Realms with her. But before long, she could barely go anywhere. The King of Hell of Fengdu had plastered wanted posters of the demoness Nanzhi on every wall in the Three Realms.

King of Hell: Demoness Jiang Nanzhi. Bring her in alive.

From then on, everyone knew that the King of Hell of Fengdu and the demoness Nanzhi were mortal enemies.

Later, Jiang Nanzhi was bundled into a sack and hauled to the King of Hell's palace.

Through layers of ghostly shadows, she looked toward the tall, world-weary figure beneath the Waterfall of the Yellow Springs and said, exasperated, "Wait... bro, what did I ever do to you?"

The King of Hell slowly turned around.

The moment Jiang Nanzhi saw his face, she nearly fainted from shock.

What? The gorgeous man she'd pinned down and nibbled on the neck of not long ago was actually Pei Hongdu, the legendary King of Hell of Fengdu, ruthless and vicious as a snake or scorpion?

Damn it, we'd already slept together! Why didn't you say so sooner?

[Coming soon: Do I Have to Repeat a Year After Getting into a Cultivation Academy?]

Fusang Academy was the top school in the Xuan Dao Realm. After the Three Realms shattered, the entire academy transmigrated to a new era, building and all, and became a private college on the verge of closing in the depths of the mountains.

The powerful figures from the Three Realms who came along with it somehow got bound to a "Mystic Cultivation Teaching System" and were forced to take on the noble mission of recruiting students and "educating the next generation."

*

Li Hechu failed the college entrance exam and got accepted to a shady university.

On orientation day, the new student health-check package listed height, weight, an ophthalmology exam for yin-yang eyes, and a spiritual-root test...

When she went to collect her textbooks, Li Hechu glanced down at the reading list: A College Student's Guide to a Life of Mystic Studies, Learn Divination and Fortune-Telling and Travel the World Without Fear...

Li Hechu smiled. "I picked the right place. My school has a great sense of humor."

Passing the landscaped grounds, she came upon the head of academic affairs cursing at a century-old tree: "You puny tree spirit! How dare you act up?"

Li Hechu was sympathetic. "The faculty must be under so much pressure."

In the cafeteria, the cook carved ninety-nine roses out of five pounds of pork, then smiled sweetly at Li Hechu. "Join my Spirit Sword Sect, and you'll never have to worry about a thing."

The security guard pointed at the sky, and a bolt of lightning came crashing down. He boasted to Li Hechu, "Come to my Heavenly Thunder Sect, and you'll rise above the rest."

Li Hechu slapped the table in astonishment. "A master! This... this is a real master!"

*

One year later.

When Li Hechu's relative was filling out college applications, they asked, "Hey, how's your school?"

At the time, Li Hechu had just crushed a ghost's head and was staring at her phone, utterly despairing.

"Don't come. It's better not to go to college at all."

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