Blurb:
Hello, everyone. I'm the unlucky Lord Mo Yu.
I've run into a very thorny problem.
Here's what happened. A little over ten years ago, I took on a disciple.
But only a few days after I brought him back to the sect, I became a ghost.
A stranger took over my body, and she seems to know everything about my life.
She perfectly impersonated me and fooled my fellow disciples. She treated my poor apprentice with terrible cruelty, including but not limited to verbal insults, abuse, and poisoning...
Yet under her malicious instruction, my unlucky disciple somehow managed to make sense of the incorrect cultivation manual and forge his own path, rising to become one of the sect's leading disciples.
Very good. He really is the apprentice I chose.
After going through all kinds of hardships, my unlucky disciple still grew into a fresh, tender little cabbage. That wicked woman was so jealous she could hardly stand it...
Wait!
Why is the poison she just put in the water so strange? I think it's called... Love Softening Powder?!!!
I drift miserably in midair, watching helplessly as she enters my apprentice's room and reaches her demonic claws toward my little cabbage, whose face is flushed as he grits his teeth and endures the humiliation...
Does she really have to use my body to do something so disgraceful at her age?!!!
Then, in the very next second, I see the once-weak little cabbage grab her by the throat and bind her tightly with demonic energy.
Oh! So this whole thing was an act!
Under the erosion of the demonic energy, that woman, who is to say, my immortal body, is about to be ruined.
Could anything in this world be more unlucky than that?!
Actually, yes...
My vision goes black. When I come to, every part of me is in excruciating pain, and little cabbage is calmly wiping his sword nearby.
At last, a pair of dark, limpid eyes turn toward me.
He curls his lips into a smile and says gently, "Master, do you have any last words?"
Me: ???!!!
#The Woman Who Transmigrated Into a Book Wrecked My Disciple, Then Walked Away Without a Care#
#My Wicked Disciple Is Asking Me for My Last Words!#
#Faced with This Mess, Lie Flat and Wait to Die#
#Maybe, Just Maybe... I Can Still Put Up a Fight?#
One-on-one, body and soul. Happy ending.
Blurb is in first person, main text is in third person.
Theme: Be brave enough to be yourself!
