The Dragon-Proud Hero's Harem? I'll Take It!

The new novel, Bad News, I've Become the Villain, is currently being updated.

As the senior disciple of the greatest sect, Sang Luo was elegant and noble, gentle and magnanimous, and diligent in both cultivation and sect affairs. She was her master's favorite disciple and a guiding light to her fellow disciples.

Then one day, a strange box appeared before her eyes, and a line of text floated past: Sang Luo is just too wooden, with no charm at all. No wonder Mu Tianlu has a whole harem.

Sang Luo: "?"

Mu Tianlu was the man Sang Luo had just become engaged to, a renowned prodigy of the cultivation world, and the box's chosen Dragon-Aotian protagonist.

And she was the virtuous, respectable official wife of the Dragon-Aotian.

Besides her, his harem included a passionate, fiery junior sister, a sexy and amorous sect leader, a cold, devoted beauty of an assassin, and the proud spirit of a hundred artifacts.

Sang Luo glanced at the still-unformed Dragon-Aotian. A hint of scorn flashed through her gentle, composed eyes.

Let him enjoy that kind of good fortune? As if he deserves it.

So when her junior sister was heartbroken, Sang Luo comforted her thoughtfully: How could any man make such a lovely girl sad? What a disgrace to humanity!

The junior sister cried in Sang Luo's arms, cursing her former self for being jealous of Sang Luo and calling herself a monster!

When the amorous sect leader was afflicted by a love curse, Sang Luo beat the Dragon-Aotian to the antidote and told her: There is no right or wrong on the path of cultivation. As a woman, I understand the hardships you've endured. Don't worry, I'll protect you.

The sect leader clutched the antidote and gazed at Sang Luo, who was shielding her from all manner of evil. At last, someone understood her.

When the beautiful assassin was gravely wounded, Sang Luo brought her back to the sect and carefully nursed her. She told her: Since you've cultivated a human form, you should live as a person, not as a human weapon. Whatever your identity, before anything else, you must become yourself.

Watching Sang Luo's graceful figure bustling about, the assassin found the light in her eyes and the fire in her heart.

When the spirit of a hundred artifacts was debating whether to sacrifice herself as medicine to save the Dragon-Aotian, Sang Luo descended from the sky and kicked him into a ten-thousand-year-old icy pool. She said coldly: Why sacrifice someone else to cure him? What a scheming, rotten man!

The artifact spirit thought: How did I not think of that before? I almost fell for that man's tricks! Women really do look out for women!

At last, Sang Luo had cut off Mu Tianlu's path to power built on the backs of women. She breathed a sigh of relief, only to notice that the people in the box before her had changed from male viewers waiting for a thrilling Dragon-Aotian power fantasy to a group of girls squealing excitedly.

They said: This is so lovely! The friendship between girls is so moving!

Someone objected: Is this friendship? Take a look at what they're doing back there!

Sang Luo turned around and was instantly stunned: Oh my god, why is the Dragon-Aotian's harem fighting over me?

Gentle big sister Sang Luo x lovestruck leopard

The love interest is the beautiful assassin.

Synopsis of Bad News, I've Become the Villain

How do you save a villainess?

This is what I'm best at.

Whether you're a scheming little tea, a vengeful black lotus, a naturally wicked woman, or a corrupted white moonlight, I can... ruin your plans, tear down your carefully crafted persona, reach out to you in your darkest hour, then shove you into the abyss.

In short, I play the villainess's game and leave the villainess with nowhere to turn.

After all, I'm the chosen guide. With me, you'll suffer heartbreak, not bodily harm. In the hands of the protagonist, you'll die.

When I'm ruthless to the supporting villainesses, I have my reasons.

When I abandon them without mercy, I have no choice.

When I sever all ties with them, I'm left with no alternative.

But after changing a villainess's fate, I suddenly realized: Oh no, I've become the villain.

No matter. I'll fake my death, deliver a final line before I go, "Live well, carrying my love with you," then swagger off to the next world.

I never expected the villainesses to break through time and space and come after me, one after another, demanding to know who I truly love.

All I can do is admit the truth: We're all adults. Can't I have all of you? I love every one of you.

World One: A heiress kidnapped and forced to endure humiliation x an arrogant villain who rescues her, then keeps her as a slave

No matter who you are, you can only submit to me.

World Two: A disgraced, corrupted diva bent on revenge x a wealthy but utterly perverse sugar daddy

Want to get back on your feet? First, obey me and make me happy. Then I'll show you some mercy.

World Three: A lowborn concubine's daughter who has suffered endless torment x the head maid who has coveted her young mistress for years

I watched you grow up, young mistress. You belong to me.

World Four: A wicked supporting character whose destiny was stolen x the supporting character's bargain stepmother (older sister)

Change the supporting character's fate, starting by becoming her mother.

I thought I was saving the supporting characters. Only when I looked back did I realize I was saving myself, the one whose work was plagiarized and whose destiny was stolen.

The original author who created me and the readers who love me for who I am lifted me up together, giving me a chance to start over in a different identity.

This time, I'll save myself.

The worlds that follow are undecided, and their order may change.

Third-person narration. A selfcest story: fragments of the original heroine whose fortune was stolen x a task-taker who travels through time and space to save herself.

Check out my completed novels: When the Green Tea Supporting Character Is Forced to Win Over the Heroine, The System Forces Me to Uphold A-quette, Sister Zhizhi, I Don't Want to Work Hard Anymore, and Three Scumbag Women Go Crazy for Me

Theme: Keep your feet on the ground. That's the right path.