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[Several supporting gong characters, each with a one-sided crush]
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A hundred years ago, Luo Bushe, senior disciple of Suiye City, colluded with the demon clan. Countless immortals and humans died, and the land was filled with grief. As the saying goes, good triumphs over evil. In the end, the demon clan was driven back to the desolate Demon Realm, and the human and demon realms signed a pact to leave each other in peace for a hundred years.
The traitor was brought back and executed in public with the cruelest punishment.
His mangled remains were ground to dust and scattered into the Sea of No Return, never to be reborn.
A hundred years later, a black-clad youth named Yu Gui enters the mortal world for the first time, carrying an unsheathing sword that has never killed.
"My name is Yu Gui. Gui, as in dang gui."
His body is frail with illness, and he is on the brink of death, yet he smiles without a care in the world.
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Pei Zhiwen waited ten years for Luo Bushe on Phoenix Mountain. When he finally heard news of him, the villain Luo Bushe had already been dead for seven years, a taboo and a stain on all of Suiye City.
So he took up his sword.
From then on, the carefree child was gone, and a taciturn rogue immortal took his place.
Everyone said he had gone mad from practicing the sword. There was no love or hate in his eyes, nor any concern for the people of the world.
Seven hundred years later, Pei Zhiwen met a youth named Yu Gui.
The youth loved to smile, but the smile never reached his eyes. His words were always tinged with insincerity, and even as he killed, he wore a gentle expression.
Pei Zhiwen knew he was a venomous snake, beautiful but deadly. So Pei Zhiwen pretended to be a righteous man, yet built a cage for him, dreaming of hiding him away in a golden house.
But Yu Gui was ravaged by chronic illness, his frail body close to breaking. In every moment they embraced, he trembled softly. Pei Zhiwen traced the cracks covering the youth's body with his fingertips, and suddenly he no longer wanted to think about anything.
"Let's go back to Phoenix Mountain."
Let's leave this place and stop saving anyone.
[Cautionary Tale 1]
Immortal Venerable Gu Yue didn't actually care whether his disciple lived or died.
He simply liked having a pet he could amuse himself with. Luo Bushe happened to be like a beautiful, docile cat. Everyone praised it, and no one else could have it, but he could control it however he pleased.
But one day, his favorite pet did something he never expected.
So its master let it get hurt, let it suffer in agony.
Perhaps if its bones were broken and it were locked in a cage to suffer a fate worse than death, the pet would realize who it owed its status to.
But after the docile cat died, the Immortal Venerable never found another pet that caught his eye.
So he waited a long, long time for their reunion. When that day came, he imprisoned him by any means necessary and possessed him without end. How could that not be love?
[Cautionary Tales 2, 3, and 4]
The Demon Venerable was beheaded. The Demon Venerable watched the beauty suspended in the air. The Demon Venerable fell in love through hatred.
A deranged junior brother fell in love at first sight. When his feelings went unanswered, he finally broke down after watching the one he loved die.
A senior disciple of the interrogation elders only meant to question an old acquaintance who was a criminal. One misstep, and he was doomed forever. He fell in love, but the one he loved was already gone. Fortunately, the other person came back from the dead a few hundred years later.
Possessive, restrained, and unhinged gong (Pei Zhiwen) x formerly gentle, unwillingly twisted and sickly shou (Luo Bushe)
Please note before reading:
1. Several supporting gong characters have one-sided feelings for the shou, but he does not return them.
2. Everything the gong does is for the shou's feelings and benefit. He's a total lovesick fool.
[Upcoming] Becoming the Demon Venerable's Midnight Longing
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Lu Wuke, a notorious great demon, is determined to unite the Three Realms. But his life is running out, and he must find someone with a soul similar to his own and sacrifice that person to secure a thousand years of peace and achieve his ambition.
Shen Tingzhu is the unlucky person chosen for the sacrifice.
He raised Shen Tingzhu for three hundred years, staying by his side day and night. Everyone knew that Demon Venerable Lu Wuke had someone he treasured in the palm of his hand. Anyone who dared covet him met a dreadful fate.
Over those three hundred years, Shen Tingzhu tried to assassinate him 9,700 times, and failed every time.
Later, Shen Tingzhu grew up and became very beautiful. Lu Wuke rolled his eyes and chopped off the hands and eyes of everyone who couldn't keep them to themselves.
On the Flower Moon Festival, Shen Tingzhu kissed him. Lu Wuke's pupils trembled. The beauty had poisoned his lips, and Lu Wuke nearly died. Fortunately, he was tough enough to pull through. When he woke up, Shen Tingzhu was gone. He remained silent for a long time and didn't go looking for him.
Later, when his time was nearly up, Lu Wuke's useless father and older brother joined forces with the so-called righteous sects to kill him. He thought it didn't matter, because an ancient warding formation protected the Heart Hall where he lived. But the Heart Hall was breached in just one day.
And he had only ever told Shen Tingzhu how to break the ward.
Lu Wuke died, but not completely. Ten years later, he came back to life.
After returning to life, before he could even start plotting in the shadows and make those bastards pay, then put his grand ambition back on track, he heard people say Shen Tingzhu was going to marry the new Demon Venerable.
Lu Wuke: "?"
He raised his sword, wanting to see how this perfect couple loved each other and how they had once worked together from within to take his life. But when he fought his way into the Demon Realm, he found the Demon Palace in ruins, with blood flowing everywhere. His brother's head had been cut off and hung from the bell tower.
The beauty with snow-white hair and silver eyes wore a blood-red wedding robe. He sat high above, holding a longsword that gleamed coldly, its blade already chipped and bent, with blood dripping from it.
A floral ornament had been painted at the corner of Shen Tingzhu's eye, adding a hint of seduction to his naturally cool beauty. The wind stirred the hem of his wedding robe, which seemed to ripple with endless blood-red waves.
When he saw Lu Wuke, Shen Tingzhu looked back with a radiant smile, but his eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty, twisted obsession.
"Have you come to kill me, or to marry me?"
Lu Wuke was silent for a long time. At last, he slowly approached and hooked a strand of silver hair with his fingertips.
"Shen Tingzhu, for whom did your hair turn white?"
Overpowered, formidable gong (Lu Wuke) x obsessive, unhinged beauty shou (Shen Tingzhu)
Theme: Justice will surely come
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An Unfinished Goodbye
[Double Black] Angelica
[Double Black] A Long Life
My Dead Bandage-Wrapped Partner Suddenly Started Attacking Me
The Gravedigger
I hope you can collect my [advance collection] "Becoming the Black Moonlight of the Demon King's Midnight Dream", the copy is as follows Lu Wukai, a notorious big devil, is determined to unify the three realms. But his life is not long, and he needs to find someone with a soul similar to his own, and sacrifice him in exchange for a thousand years of peace of mind, so as to achieve a great cause. And Shen Tingzhu was the unlucky one who was chosen. He has raised Shen Tingzhu for three hundred years, and has been with him day and night for three hundred years. Everyone knows that Demon Lord Lu Wuji has someone in his palm, and anyone who dares to covet him will end up extremely miserable. In the past hundred years, Shen Tingzhu assassinated him a total of 9,700 times, all of which ended in failure. Later, when Shen Tingzhu grew up and became very beautiful, Lu Wuji rolled his eyes and cut off all those whose hands and eyes were dishonest. On the day of the Flower Moon Festival, Shen Tingzhu kissed his lips, and his pupils trembled. The beauty's lips were smeared with poison, and Lu Wuji almost didn't get killed. Fortunately, he was thick-skinned and strong enough to survive. After waking up, Shen Tingzhu disappeared. He was silent for a long time and did not look for him again. Later, when the deadline was approaching, Lu Wuke's father and brother joined forces with the so-called righteous way to kill him. He thought it didn't matter at first, because the heart palace where he lived had an ancient forbidden magic circle. But the Heart Palace was actually breached in one day. He had only told Shen Tingzhu how to crack the ban. Lu Wujie died, but not completely. He lived again ten years later. After surviving, before Dark Crawling had time to make long-term plans to make those bastards pay the price, and then once again put the ambition of hegemony on the agenda, he heard that Shen Tingzhu was going to marry the new Demon Lord. Lu Wuji: "?" He raised the sword and wanted to see how the two lovers loved each other, and how they cooperated inside and outside to kill him. But when he entered the Demon Realm, he saw that the Demon Palace was in a mess, blood flowed into a river, and his brother's head was cut off and hung in the bell tower. The beauty with snow-haired and silver-eyed people was wearing a bloody wedding dress and was sitting on a high place. The sword in her hand was shining with cold light, but it had been cut and curled, and blood was dripping from it. Shen Tingzhu traced the flowers at the end of his eyes, and the original coldness became a bit more charming. The wind blew by, and the hem of the wedding dress seemed to be filled with boundless blood. Seeing him coming, Shen Tingzhu looked back and smiled sweetly, but his eyes were full of bloodthirsty morbidity: "Are you here to kill me, or are you here to marry me?" Lu Wujie was silent for a long time, and finally walked forward slowly, picking up a strand of his silver hair with his fingertips. "Shen Tingzhu, for whom did your hair turn gray?"
My mom smells of abuse [scared]
It's so miserable, why is it so pitiful, woo woo woo.
Come on, great author. Too fragrant
You must finish writing it! Big! Don't give up! Damn, how can I live if you don't write? Big!
Congratulations on the publication of the book, another book has been released in advance