Master, You Picked Up the Wrong Script

Jian Luxing transmigrated into an absurd xianxia world that shattered her every belief.

This body had no family, no money, and no one to rely on. If her master hadn't found her and taken her in, she would probably have starved to death in some alley.

Her master began cultivating qi at six, established his foundation at eight, formed his golden core at twelve, and reached the Nascent Soul stage at nineteen... Now, at just two hundred years old, he was the only person in the world to have reached the late tribulation stage. He stood at the peak of swordsmanship, aweing the Nine Provinces all by himself.

He was every bit as amazing as the male lead of a power-fantasy web novel.

Naturally, Jian Luxing treated her master with the utmost respect and worked as hard as she could, determined to repay him for saving her life.

Just as she thought things would go on like this forever...

A huge System came crashing down on Jian Luxing's head.

That's when she learned that she had transmigrated into a book.

The book told the story of a forbidden romance between master and disciple, and Jian Luxing's body belonged to the villainess, who had a crush on her master and would do anything to make him hers.

That's right: the master was the male lead!

Jian Luxing's worldview shattered all over again.

The System told her: You have to follow the plot, or the world will collapse and everyone will be doomed!

With no other choice, Jian Luxing had to follow the plot.

Heaven only knew how she managed to shamelessly cling to her master, trying her hardest to get in front of him every day and sometimes even throwing little tantrums... Throwing tantrums, haha.

Before, she hadn't understood why people threw tantrums and didn't know how. Now... whether before or after, she was mortified by her own behavior.

But honestly, with her master's personality, he still hadn't made her stand facing the wall and reflect on her actions.

He really did put so much thought into being her master!

But today!

Jian Luxing paid him a late-night visit, looking at her master as he meditated, her heart heavy with worry.

That's right! Today, she was going to commit the ultimate offense against her master!

Of course, she wouldn't actually manage to kiss him!

According to the plot, just as their lips were a centimeter apart, Jian Luxing would see her master open his eyes, his expression utterly calm. Then a burst of force would send her flying. She would smash the furnishings in the room, bamboo scrolls would tumble everywhere, and she'd be punished with a year of confinement.

In short, it would be absolutely miserable.

Master, for the sake of world peace, I'm afraid our master-disciple relationship has to end here.

Jian Luxing took a deep breath and steadied herself. With the resolve of someone ready to die, she leaned toward his cool, handsome face, gathering qi to protect herself in case she took a nasty fall.

She stopped when their lips were a centimeter apart.

Nothing happened.

Jian Luxing: "?"

She edged a little closer.

Still nothing happened.

She moved closer again.

Still, nothing happened.

???

If I get any closer, things really will get out of hand, Master.

She hesitated in place for a while, then watched as her master's earlobes turned a deep red.

"..."

Maybe I should just throw myself to the floor.

Theme: You hold your own fate in your hands.