The Restrictive-Fiction Snake Venerable Forces Me to Summon Souls Every Day

Zuo Xiaoci completes her mission to purify a restricted novel, leaves her snake apprentice a pile of empty promises, then fakes her death and returns to reality.

But just a few days later, her soul is forcibly summoned back.

A hundred years have passed in the book. The snake apprentice she abandoned has fallen to darkness and become the infamous Mad Demon Venerable, Liu Ming.

For all these years, he's searched heaven and earth, summoning spirits in an effort to find her, his master, and settle the score.

Zuo Xiaoci: !! The Mad Demon Venerable Liu Ming? That restricted-novel villain, rumored to have nine heads and eighteen organs, with a lascivious and violent nature... is my apprentice?!

Fortunately, Zuo Xiaoci has transmigrated into a ghoul tasked with summoning spirits, so her identity isn't exposed on the spot.

Unfortunately, a thick snake tail slithers across the altar. Liu Ming looks over with a smile in his eyes. "You said you couldn't summon her?"

The next second, the handsome snake transforms into a giant nine-headed serpent, its gaping maw descending from above. "If you can't summon her, I'll bite your head off."

Zuo Xiaoci: !! Wicked disciple, spare me!

To keep her head, Zuo Xiaoci is forced into a split-personality daily routine:

By day, she throws herself on the ground to beg for her life, a trembling ghoul crying, "Keep your teeth off my head! Please calm down, my lord!"

By night, she's summoned back into her old body, playing the loving master for a little while and coaxing him with tears in her eyes: "Mingming, life and death are in Heaven's hands. Don't force it... Let me die first."

She assumes she'll eventually find another chance to fake her death, but one day, just after leaving her master's body and returning to her ghoul form, she finds Liu Ming's eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Ha... Master, I've caught you."

His thick, long tail silently coils around her waist, its hard scales tightening one ring at a time. "Why are you hiding, Master? I may have nine heads, but I don't have eighteen organs. I've kept myself pure for you for a hundred years."

The slender forked tongue quivers and brushes against her ear. His voice is delighted and honey-sweet. "If you really can't stand nine-headed snakes, Master, I can be your dog instead~"

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