[Yang Jian BG] Carrying a Torch Against the Wind

The domineering love of Yang Miao, the richest merchant in the divine realm × Yang Jian, a fallen immortal willing to sell his charms.

*Sister-and-dog literature, with a touch of female dominance.

My name is Yang Miao. I own Tian Kun Pavilion, the largest armed flying-ship trading house in the divine realm, and I'm also the secret ally of the Wushan Goddess.

Twelve years of painstaking effort have all been for one grand, almost terrifying plan: to rewrite the Investiture of the Gods.

I know the Wushan Goddess is attempting the impossible. Rewriting the Investiture of the Gods means opposing the interests of the gods listed on it and the immortals of this world. The consequences would be far worse than simply burning one's hands.

She has no fear, but I do.

Then one day, I picked up a minor deity called Mu Er. He was destitute and fragile, yet irresistibly alluring. He offered his body in exchange for an expensive armed flying ship.

Mu Er got his flying ship, and I got the most delightful little dog in the world: beautiful, obedient, sturdy, with a pained expression and such dewy eyes that he was impossible not to pity.

He is a beautiful little dog who belongs only to me, and also the key figure in the plan the Wushan Goddess and I have made: the former Erlang Zhenjun, Yang Jian.

From keeping him and using him, to falling in love.

I watched him walk humbly through the dust, struggling in pain against this world's lies. I watched him stubbornly break free of their shackles and emerge from the mire, shining with pure light.

I kept him, but he taught me what it means to give everything without hesitation, and what it means to have an innocent heart.

Only after loving Yang Jian did I finally understand the words of the Buddhist scripture:

"Those consumed by desire are like someone carrying a torch against the wind. They are bound to burn their hands."

Theme: You protect this world, and I protect you.