Slandering the Dragon-Robed Protagonist to His Face

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Feng Ze, a once-in-ten-thousand-years genius of the cultivation world, peerlessly handsome, aloof and abstinent, an idol whom countless cultivators could only admire from afar.

But whenever Luo Li saw him, he couldn't help giving a fierce snort in his heart and calling him a bastard.

It all started when, at their first meeting, Feng Ze cruelly froze the spirit plant Luo Li had painstakingly nurtured into powder. Luo Li tried to save it, but the young man pushed him away with his spiritual power.

The man even coldly told him, "Stay away."

Luo Li: He only needed that one plant to get top marks in every section of his Spirit Plant class!

He was so upset that he couldn't eat for three whole days. Even in his midnight dreams, all he could see was the grade sheet with one top mark missing.

Then one day, Luo Li dreamed of a book. It went into great detail about Feng Ze's brazen longing for him. The language was so lewd, the positions so varied, and the locations so daring that Luo Li was jolted awake in sheer terror.

Luo Li's cheeks turned bright red. He took a deep breath. So, Feng Ze, you're like this in private!

After that, Luo Li noticed that Feng Ze's gaze kept secretly falling on him. He looked for all kinds of chances to run into him, and even used an adorable little fox to get closer.

Luo Li: He really is deeply in love with me.

Later, Luo Li was accidentally kidnapped and offered up as a cultivation furnace to some important figure.

He looked at the important figure seated above him, wearing a white mask and radiating danger. In a moment of desperation, he gritted his teeth and started talking nonsense. "Do you know Feng Ze, the chief swordsman of Sanchi Sect? He's utterly devoted to me! He's coming to ask for my hand soon! If you dare force yourself on me, he will never let you go!"

Feng Ze fixed his gaze on the audacious young man before him and said nothing.

Seeing that the other party seemed a little shaken, Luo Li hurriedly doubled down. "We plan to have two kids in three years! We've even picked out their names!"

Feng Ze chuckled. "Oh?"

*

Much later, Luo Li had cried himself hoarse. He lay limply in someone's arms, his back aching and legs weak as he silently sobbed.

The other man, however, solemnly stroked his belly. "You promised we'd have two kids in three years."

Luo Li: I regret it so much now. I shouldn't have made all that stuff up in the first place. QAQ

Note:

1. There will be no children. Having two in three years is just the two of them flirting.

2. Demon King x adorable sweetheart who has an overactive imagination. If that's not your thing, please beware!

3. Love you!

Completed sweet stories in my author profile: Don't Bully the Beautiful Mermaid, After Awakening as a Mermaid, I Became the Marshal's Beloved, and After Running Away with the Baby, I Was Found by a Big Shot.

A recommendation from a friend: The Reborn Me Is Forced to Marry My Ex by Yuan Bai Er

Lu Shixie was stunningly beautiful, an unrivaled young genius in the cultivation world. But he was skilled at using his looks to manipulate people, and was sinister and ruthless. He even plotted against his own senior fellow disciple to seize the position of Sword Sect leader, and secretly opened a prison of life and death.

It would be an understatement to say his life was a mixed bag of praise and blame. Everyone wanted him dead.

Good and evil are always repaid in the end. Lu Shixie was struck dead by lightning.

Heaven had eyes.

But not quite enough.

Lu Shixie had split his soul between two bodies and prepared a way out for himself long ago.

Twenty years later, Lu Shixie borrowed a corpse to return to life, reborn in another body.

Only this body had made a terrible mess of its life.

It was an idiot.

And an idiot who was about to get married.

Without another word, Lu Shixie ran away.

As if! In his last life, he'd been busy from birth until death. In this life, he was going to enjoy himself. Who wanted to get married?

But turning left led him to the old nemesis who had once vowed to skin him alive and tear his tendons out. Turning right led him to the warden of the prison of life and death, who had sworn to lock him up there for a thousand years.

Lu Shixie, whose face was unchanged from before but whose cultivation was less than half what it had been, silently ducked into the bridal sedan.

He'd heard his betrothed was eight feet tall and had an eight-pack. It wasn't a bad deal.

When Lu Shixie arrived, he lifted the sedan curtain.

The groom wore wedding robes and looked dashing, but even the festive colors couldn't conceal the murderous chill in his bones.

It was none other than his beloved senior fellow disciple, who had since become the Sword Sect leader.

Lu Shixie: ...

Everyone knew he'd plotted against his senior fellow disciple to seize the position of Sword Sect leader.

But no one knew that, on that day, in order to lure his senior fellow disciple out, he'd gazed at him with deep affection and said, "I want to elope with you."

Lu Shixie slowly lowered the curtain.

Maybe he should just die after all.

[Reading Guide]

1. I've written too many gentle, unhinged love interests, so I'm switching it up with an icy one.

2. More to come if I think of anything.

Theme: Where there's a will, there's a way. The heavens never fail those who strive.