All the Dead Immortals Moved Into My Funeral Home

Jiang Wanghe is the eighty-eighth hall master of the Shishi Hall. Because she was born with yin-yang eyes, the many immortal sects regarded her as an ill omen. They bound her to the Demon-Suppressing Platform and burned her alive, leaving not even a trace of her remains.

Reborn on the day she was to take over, she personally tore up the yin-yang pact and swore to stand against the cultivation world. She also greatly expanded the hall's services, dedicated to providing quality service to all the fine immortals who work twelve shichen a day, never get a day off, and keep at it until their immortal souls perish.

One immortal, one grave. We provide room and board, a monthly retirement allowance of three hundred taels, and a full package of five social insurances and one housing fund.

Countless immortals who had died in battle hundreds or thousands of years ago flocked to them, each showing off their abilities in hopes of securing a spot.

In less than three years, a mysterious organization belonging neither to the immortal clans nor to the imperial court gradually grew powerful.

A lost secret manual of immortal arts?

Go to Shishi Hall.

An unsolvable arcane formation?

Go to Shishi Hall.

Run into a shameless God of War who takes whatever he wants from the immortals?

Go to... Jiang Wanghe tucked her hands into her sleeves. "Your ancestor is still under the coffin boards at my place. How about we lift them and take a look?"

Little Theater:

To save the head of the Hua clan, the group hurried to Mount Tianyu to seek a frozen-earth snow lotus, which blooms once every five hundred years.

The Hua disciples had already prepared to make the ultimate sacrifice. But the moment they stepped into the mountain's depths, flowers bloomed everywhere and the snow lotus filled the air with its fragrance.

Everyone rejoiced. Meanwhile, unnoticed by anyone, at the summit...

The Mountain God grabbed the hand of a woman in green. "H-Hall Master! After my immortal soul perishes, can I, can I be taken in by Shishi Hall? I've been in this world for more than eight thousand years. My experience is even richer than that of the Eastern Pole Divine Lord, who rules the Nine Provinces..."

Jiang Wanghe watched the three-foot-deep snow melt and the floodwaters threaten to inundate the village at the foot of the mountain. The corner of her mouth twitched.

"Please don't get so worked up..."

Rong Zhi is the ferocious beast Qiongqi, the Eastern Pole Divine Lord's sharpest weapon.

Burdened by sin and robbed of his humanity, he is destined to die amid endless loneliness and slaughter, until...

A young woman who claims she can dispel karmic burdens unties the red cord on his right arm, which suppresses his evil nature, and presses her palm against the horrifying demonic mark.

"You've got quite a lot of karmic baggage, huh? Are you really an immortal?"

"Though I protect humanity, I have never taken the initiative to approach them, and humans have never approached me either."

"I think you could look at it another way."

The girl withdrew her hand, her almond-shaped eyes shining.

"How?"

"Slay the Divine Lord, kill the Immortal Ancestor, and rule the mortal world yourself!"

"...?"

Rong Zhi drew his Moon-Cleaving Saber.

Since being subdued, this was the first time he had wanted so badly to cut someone down.

A naturally rebellious Divine Lord who'll die if he doesn't cause trouble, paired with his keeper × a Divine Lord fanatic who looks like he might cut you down, and actually wants to cut you down too

Reading Guide:

1. Plot-driven, with suspense, a powerful couple, both first-time lovers, and a happy ending.

2. The female lead is a scheming black lotus. The male lead seems dangerous and taciturn, but is actually a little angel.

Upcoming danmei: The Demon Lord Doesn't Believe He Can't Have a Baby

After perishing together with his rebellious disciple, Chang Shaozu returned to the year he had just taken in that beast and sliced his throat with one stroke of his sword.

Then he died too. Then he came back to life. Then he sliced that beast's throat again.

That beast had actually tied their fates together with a Soulbond Lock. Chang Shaozu not only had to bear eight or nine tenths of the pain inflicted on him, but also fell into an endless cycle of soul reincarnation after death.

Chang Shaozu tried three hundred methods and killed that beast three hundred times.

When he woke up for the three hundred and first time, Chang Shaozu flopped back onto the bed.

He was tired of killing.

What's so bad about being alive?

Chang Shaozu put away his whip and his slaps. To live a good life, from then on he practically raised Jiang Buyi as a girl.

He taught him music, go, calligraphy, and painting, but never let him touch a saber, sword, staff, or club.

When he was hungry or tired, he got a pat on the head. When he bumped or scraped himself, he got a hug.

One night, Chang Shaozu comforted the emo Jiang, that little beast.

The little beast wiped away his tears. "Master is so good at comforting people. You must have spent a lot of time comforting yourself, too, right?"

Chang Shaozu patted his head. "Silly child, your master is just good at talking without having to suffer the consequences."

After learning that the Soulbond Lock was the culprit behind his master's injuries, Jiang Buyi exhausted all his cultivation to break it. He was about to go find his master and ask for praise, but instead his master tossed him into the Hell of Karmic Fire with a cold expression.

Three hundred years later, a new Demon Lord burst onto the scene and fought his way up Mount Lingyun like a mad dog.

Chang Shaozu was cornered in a cave by Jiang Buyi, his eyes red with bloodlust.

But the beast, brimming with murderous rage, suddenly backed down and buried his face in Chang Shaozu's neck. "Master's heart is made of stone. You seduced me and abandoned me, threw away your wife and child..."

Wife?

No, wait, let's leave that aside. But a child?

Chang Shaozu: "...Why don't you have one for your master to see?"

Jiang Buyi had always felt he was different from his fellow disciples.

While the senior brothers practiced martial arts, he played the zither. While they drew talismans, he drew birds. While they caught ghosts, he... had his eyes covered by his master, who told him not to be scared.

Then Jingfang Pavilion took in its only junior sister... and he finally understood!

After perishing together with his master, Jiang Buyi, ruler of both demons and monsters, was lucky enough to be reborn at the age of eight, sharing a soul with his younger self.

Just as he was preparing to brainwash his eight-year-old self, take over his body, and slaughter his way across the world, he saw his own reflection in a bronze mirror, dressed in a skirt.

Demon Lord: !!!!!!!!

Little Jiang Buyi frowned as he embroidered a mandarin-duck handkerchief for his master. "A diligent daughter will surely grow up well; a lazy daughter will never amount to anything."

Demon Lord: Do you fucking hear yourself right now?!

An exceptionally powerful but far-too-laid-back shizun on the receiving end × a demon disciple with a split sense of gender who attacks

Reading Guide:

1. A powerful couple, romance-driven, happy ending.

2. To some extent, neither the top nor the bottom is a good person, and neither wronged the other. No actual pregnancy; the top's thinking will eventually be corrected.

3. The top's consciousness fully awakens at sixteen. The main story takes place when he is eight.

Theme: The meaning of life lies in exploration