[My new novel, "After N Playthroughs, the Demon Venerable Falls for Me," is about to launch. Rolling around and begging for your support!]
[Feel-good story, no angst, one-on-one romance] [New novel blurb at the end]
At the once-in-a-century gathering of immortal sect leaders,
Sect Leader Yao sighs. "The disciples in our sect are such a handful. I've been working myself to the bone, building up the sect's reputation and infrastructure, and these ungrateful brats go out and introduce themselves with lines like, 'We're a tiny, insignificant sect.' All my hard work is wasted!"
The other sect leaders roll their eyes so hard they nearly see the sky. Somebody please take this humblebragging show-off away!
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Sect Leader Yao works diligently and never lets up, all for the good of her sect.
After all, she has a poor sword cultivator junior sister with a mixed spiritual root, who spends all day dreaming of farming and fishing to help make ends meet. How touching!
Then there's her well-behaved nephew-disciple, only three years old, who is so considerate that he even rations his fasting pills.
And her good eldest disciple, whom everyone wants to use, yet who still remains true to himself and treats others with kindness.
Far away, she also has a poor pen pal who can't even afford food, but sells himself to a sect to support his disabled buddy.
And she is the pillar holding all these people up. If she falls, won't they all be left to lead lonely, helpless lives?
As the sect grows bigger, things develop in ways its leader never expected.
Her poor junior sister, a sword cultivator with a mixed spiritual root, may have a weak root, but she possesses a Sword Bone. Her luck is so extraordinary that calling her the chosen daughter of Heaven would hardly be an exaggeration.
She has an opportunity every three steps and a stroke of serendipity every five. Though she only has a mixed spiritual root, she ascends at rocket speed.
Her well-behaved nephew-disciple, who couldn't bear to eat even a single fasting pill, turns out to have a rarely seen immortal-demon physique.
Cultivating both immortal and demonic paths, he's invincible under heaven. He's the elegant and refined number-one sword cultivator of the righteous path, and also the inscrutable, unrestrained Demon Venerable of the demonic path.
And her gentle, kind eldest disciple: Master only taught you to be a craftsperson, so why did you quietly grow up to become a domineering Pavilion Master?
Thanks, Master knows you've acquired the Treasure Pavilion. Please stop showing off!
Even the poor pen pal and his disabled buddy she picked up are extraordinarily talented.
Want to learn about phones in the cultivation world?
Want to learn about the cultivation world's internet?
How about livestreaming systems, online classes for teaching the Dao, and Taobao-style delivery services?
These days, can you just pick up talented big shots on the road and raise them?
Coming next: "After N Playthroughs, the Demon Venerable Falls for Me". ID: 7245123. Blurb below. [Click to follow and get a delightfully silly author!]
[Two Systems + N Playthroughs + One-on-One, Both Leads Pure]
With a mission to save the world, Xia She has returned with the golden finger of restarting her playthrough!
Having seen through the two Systems' ridiculous schemes, Xia She decides to begin her quest to win over the Demon Venerable. She'll make him fall for her, then take his life!
But will someone tell her why the Demon Venerable keeps stealing her lines? Who's trying to win over whom here?!
Yan Chonghe, the supreme ruler of the Demon Realm, is grim and volatile, and destined to become the culprit who destroys the world.
Xia She has died at his hands countless times.
At the end of each playthrough, the Demon King's emotionless gaze as he kills her is all she can see in her mind.
Those clear, amber eyes like gemstones, and those phoenix eyes that seem to hold endless charm when he lowers his gaze.
Why would someone like that be born into the body of a cold-blooded killing machine?
That was what Xia She thought at first, until...
The Demon Venerable in this playthrough is acting strange!
She hasn't even started trying to win him over!
Xia She bashfully puts on a calculated little dress that shows off her collarbones.
Meanwhile, the Demon Venerable has been drinking in the courtyard for two months, abs on display.
Xia She (her little knife clatters to the ground): I can't out-seduce him! I can't out-seduce him! I'm out of here!
Demon Venerable: I'll use my irresistible sex appeal to win over this scheming little maid.
Xia She imitates the legendary first love and cooks for the Demon Venerable.
"My lord, I made you spring noodles with my own hands."
Xia She (smugly, in her heart): The taste of your childhood, you little thing. This should win you over!
The Demon Venerable stirs the noodles with his chopsticks, expressionless.
Everyone else gets braised pork knuckles and duck neck, and he gets plain noodles?
Pre-release: "After the Demon Venerable Loses His Memory"
A double-personality male lead who is the Demon Venerable by day and the Immortal Venerable by night x a soft and adorable female lead whose undercover mission ensnares her
Theme: Work hard and stay grounded, then create something brilliant amid great change
I feel that many of you may not understand the extra, so I will personally remove the icing and feed it to your mouths.
The demon body of Demon Lord Yan Shixing is a big black bird.
Then the way the birds show their love is to give feathers to each other.
Yan Shixing used his own bird feathers as a rope to tie a bouquet of flowers and asked the shadow warrior to give it to the leader.
And doesn't Mrs. Huarong look the same as the leader? Kagemusha sent it to the wrong person.
In his letter to the head, he probably told her that he was coming to Penglai as a guest.
The little bastard just left like that? I thought I could get clean...
Could it be a tiger head hat?
I really cried because I was wondering if the heroine was her real daughter, and it felt like a game at the beginning.
But as a father, this "master" should at least speak clearly. If he doesn't explain this clearly, how much harm will it do to the original owner?
I thought I would write a story about the relationship between two people.
Is this ending too hasty?
Why don't you write more? I haven't read enough! ! !
Congratulations on the completion^O^/spread flowers
Escape with Your RV
Enjoy the Taste of the World (Food) with Guests
Dad Took the Imperial Examination and I Lay Flat
After Reincarnation, He Became the Demon King
With Five Cubs, He Is the Strongest in History
Travel Through Ancient Times to Open a Food Street
I Was a Hairpin Girl in Ancient Times
After Conquering the Nth Game, the Demon King Fell.
He Secretly Likes Me [Love Variety]
Son! Dad Has the Throne and You Need to Inherit It.
Suguru Geto Becomes a Grandfather
The Fragrance of Cooking Fires and Fishermen's Lights (Gourmet)
I feel that many of you may not understand the extra, so I will personally remove the icing and feed it to your mouths. The demon body of Demon Lord Yan Shixing is a big black bird. Then the way the birds show their love is to give feathers to each other. Yan Shixing used his own bird feathers as a rope to tie a bouquet of flowers and asked the shadow warrior to give it to the leader. And doesn't Mrs. Huarong look the same as the leader? Kagemusha sent it to the wrong person. In his letter to the head, he probably told her that he was coming to Penglai as a guest.
The little bastard just left like that? I thought I could get clean...
Could it be a tiger head hat?
I really cried because I was wondering if the heroine was her real daughter, and it felt like a game at the beginning.
But as a father, this "master" should at least speak clearly. If he doesn't explain this clearly, how much harm will it do to the original owner?
I thought I would write a story about the relationship between two people.
Is this ending too hasty?
Why don't you write more? I haven't read enough! ! !
Congratulations on the completion^O^/spread flowers
Breathing heavily (bursting) oh... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!