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My upcoming novel next door is now available for pre-order: a Wuxia Crossover fic, I Make Things Up in the Wuxia World
Blurb:
This story also goes by the titles I Died, but My Mouth Is Still Alive, My Years as a Nanny, A Retirement Guide to the Wuxia World, and Don't Fear a Bad Villain, Fear a Handsome One.
Fang Wuya has had terrible luck his whole life. After a game bug sends him transmigrating into a world that mashes together all kinds of wuxia stories, he thinks he's holding a wuxia script and is sure to be the Chosen One.
But from the start, he becomes a ghost. How the hell is he supposed to make his way through the martial world like this?!
System: [Host, all you have to do is check in and practice your skills on time every day. You'll have a chance to get an important item that can turn you human. Keep it up!]
Fang Wuya: ...
From then on, Fang Wuya leads a miserable life. During the day, he stays by a poor little thing's side, teaching him the Five Disciplines and Four Beauties and the Eight Honors and Eight Shames. At night, he returns to the System to train, hoping to become human again soon.
But the poor little thing is an ungrateful wretch. The great philanthropist Mr. Fang is exhausted, and decides to find a remote island where he can retire and wait to die. Yet every time he tries to live in seclusion, a few useless friends drag him back into trouble!
Reading Guide:
1. Happy ending, main character is the bottom, 1v1, CP: Gong Jiu
2. A transmigrated-into-a-book bottom who looks ethereal but is actually a shameless chatterbox with powerful fists x a reborn top who looks gentle and modest but is really a sick, scheming jerk who does awful things
3. Silly, feel-good power fantasy with a redemption arc
4. Lots of original worldbuilding, major OOC
5. First work, so please excuse the immature writing. (*/ω\*)
Upcoming Novel 1: Please bookmark it!
Blurb:
Jin Ling is a trainee administrator for Infinite Space 2.0. He's often the subject of complaints, which makes it hard for him to get a permanent position.
His department head tells him he can capture a great demon guilty of every imaginable crime and bring it to Infinite Space to work as an underpaid laborer. His KPI will double, and he'll get his permanent position with ease.
Jin Ling decides to give it a try.
So he resolutely jumps into a story about a Dragon Proud Heaven making a comeback, and becomes a stupid, wicked, villainous cannon-fodder character.
The protagonist has a tragic background. He's suffered all kinds of inhuman abuse since childhood, which has gradually warped him into a deviant. In the end, he turns into a deranged great demon.
By the time Jin Ling arrives, the great demon is already mired in misery and enduring everyone's scorn.
As a wicked cannon-fodder character, of course Jin Ling should take every opportunity to beat him, insult him, and humiliate him, speeding up his descent into darkness before dragging him back!
Jin Ling strides in with a whip, flings the door open, and comes face to face with the man...
Covered in blood, his handsome face pale, his deep eyes like ink-black jade tempered in ice, his aloofness almost scorching.
Even in the depths of despair, he exudes a clean, vibrant scent like spring grass after rain.
As a staunch supporter of the civilized, harmonious society of Infinite Space 2.0, Jin Ling is practically getting high on oxygen!
So he lifts Feng Yi's chin, sneering maliciously on the surface: "Trash, looks like you don't know your place?"
But inside, he's furiously slapping his own hand: He smells so good!
*
In his previous life, Feng Yi's family died horribly, his own reputation was ruined, and he was tortured until he met a disgraceful death. Only then did he realize that a conspiracy had controlled his entire life.
He swore that if he got another life, he'd make everyone who had deceived him pay!
When he opens his eyes again, he finds himself back ten years in the past, being humiliated by a despicable little nobody.
Good. He'll start with him.
But before he can act, a strange voice rings in his ears:
[Good boy, don't cry]
[I'll beat up the people bullying you tonight and get revenge for you!]
Feng Yi: ...?
*
The research institute has been drenched in blood. Severed limbs litter the ground. Feng Yi is as murderous as a demon from hell as he approaches Jin Ling step by step, swinging his steel blade. A cruel smile curls his lips. "Scared?"
Jin Ling: "You deranged killer, you'll end up in hell sooner or later..."
[Great job! Kill them all!]
[But how long will it take to cut them down with a knife? Just blow the place up!]
Feng Yi: ...?
*
At the concert, Jin Ling cheers passionately with a bouquet in his hands. Feng Yi drags him back to the basement, his expression dark, his voice playfully sinister. "What's so good about that pretty boy? Why don't you become my collectible? Keep your eyes on me alone, hmm?"
Jin Ling: "You wish! I'd rather die than do what you want!"
[Anything goes! But can you let me kill that pretty boy first?]
Feng Yi: ...?
*
The eldest young master of the Jin family is famous throughout the capital for being a useless pretty boy who argues with the world and does all his damage with his mouth.
Jin Ling has also been dutifully following the plot, doing his best to establish himself as a vicious, cowardly cannon-fodder character.
Until the supernatural entities completely invade reality.
Beneath the moonlight, a black-clad youth stands atop a tower, his wild aura enveloping him.
Faced with the oncoming horde of supernatural entities, he raises an eyebrow, sneers, and punches their lair to pieces!
Everyone: ???
Character setup: a reckless, powerful, demolition-style cannon fodder x a beautiful, strong, tragic, deranged protagonist
Upcoming Novel 2: Please bookmark it!
Blurb:
Mei Si is a plum blossom spirit living in modern society. One day, the System God tells him that after the country's founding, spirits aren't allowed to cultivate. If he doesn't want to be captured, he has to become an immortal as soon as possible. But becoming immortal is incredibly difficult for a spirit. He needs enough energy to shatter the void and become a true immortal.
There's a perfect opportunity right in front of him. All he has to do is enter a fantasy world and successfully launch a web portal so more cultivators can get online. Once he accumulates enough energy (traffic), he can become an immortal.
Mei Si: ...Fine! I'll do it!
He never expected that the transmigration god's network would be unstable and send him straight to a wuxia world. This is ridiculous!
Four Eyebrows: Someone on the latest news section of the Qiandu portal is spreading rumors about me, saying that everyone who befriends me meets a bad end. Where's the complaint button?
A certain Flower God: There was a post on the medical section of the Qiandu portal saying that blindness can be cured with surgery. I can see again now. Thanks for sharing.
A certain Fragrant Marshal: Who wrote that story, My Arrogant Fragrant Marshal Fell in Love with Me, on the Qiandu portal's fiction section? The writing is pretty good. Don't write another one.
A certain Sword God: There's a paper about the Way of the Sword in the sword cultivation section of the Qiandu portal. I have a few questions about the sword techniques in it that I'd like to ask the author... Never mind, I've already kidnapped him.
Mei Si: Thanks for asking. That day, I was happily holed up in the deep mountains, arguing with trolls online for three hundred posts, when someone uprooted me and took me away. It was pretty sudden.
Note: A cute little dumpling appears in the story!
Character setup: a shameless, nosy bottom who lies with a straight face x a reclusive, antisocial Sword God top
Theme: Follow the law, even in another world.
Well-behaved, I hit some BT's xp hard~
Damn it! This kind of good article should be included in v and write a sequel to Modo Modo!
It's you Gong Jiu who's crazy!
Burying the loving family, a bucket of rivers and lakes
Good guy, I knew it was fire poison again. Sisters, we really can't burn poppies.
The flowers are sprinkled at the end, very beautiful
Ah this. . . Little old man???
2026.1.21 Finished spreading flowers [spreading flowers]
I don't even have a car, so I still only have women's clothing when I kiss, I hate it.
It's really good, but I can't even smell the car exhaust, which is a pity (smacks my lips)