The Villainous Junior Sister's Survival Guide

Wu Yao transmigrated into a fantasy novel. The heroine, who had been living in the mortal realm, would be found by her older brother and brought back to their sect. Together with the male lead, she would defeat the great villain and save the people from disaster.

She was that great villain, the one who had worked herself to the bone for her family for years, only to die and have her soul scattered.

Wu Yao: "?" I'm done.

She'd barely said the word "no" before her own father nearly killed her with a single sword strike.

Fine. She could still try to fight her fate.

To survive the plot, Wu Yao trained hard, spoke sweetly while plotting betrayal, and cultivated a rebel's heart along with all the skills of a villain.

Once everything was in place, she turned her attention to Baili Chuan.

Everyone in the True Realm knew Baili Chuan's name.

Born with a top-grade fire spirit root, he had mastered the Glazed Flame at fifteen and was the sole beloved disciple of the Glazed Flame Sect's leader.

Wu Yao also knew that in the future, he would be ordered to bring the heroine back to the sect and pave the way for her. He was nothing but a pure utility character.

The two were still young that year. Looking at Baili Chuan standing before her, Wu Yao seriously considered whether to kill him and nip the plot in the bud.

She clenched a magical artifact in her palm and sweetly called Baili Chuan "Senior Brother." He believed her and turned his back to her.

What a gullible fool.

Before she could use the artifact, Baili Chuan asked where she had gotten her injuries and said he could stand up for her.

Wu Yao: ...I'll spare you, since you're dumb enough to be endearing.

Later, the plot came barreling toward them, right on schedule.

Wu Yao joined the protagonist's group and hit it off with the heroine, putting on an act as a kind, harmless, sweet-talking girl.

She pretended to be a pitiful rogue cultivator, and Baili Chuan let her throw her weight around in the group as their mascot.

She said she couldn't use lightness skills, so Baili Chuan let her ride his beloved life-bound sword.

When she stole a secret treasure right out from under Baili Chuan and her identity was exposed, he gritted his teeth and turned against her.

But when Wu Yao said she was injured, Baili Chuan put his sword away and said they could fight once she had recovered.

See? Baili Chuan really was easy to fool.

Wu Yao even suspected that he was missing a screw or two.

Otherwise, it was hard to explain why, even after she really became the great villain chosen by the Heavenly Dao and was hunted by cultivators across the True Realm, Baili Chuan was still standing in front of her.

She narrowly survived, while Baili Chuan was the one who fell to demonic corruption.

The plot fell apart completely, and the transmigrated man with a System shrieked and wailed hysterically: "You wicked woman! Demon! You're a fellow transmigrator, yet you joined forces with the villainous sect and even went after the heroine's brother!"

Wu Yao: "You're wrong about two things."

First.

She had lain low for years, then betrayed them in one fell swoop and personally brought down her own lair.

Second.

She looked at the young man standing before her with his sword in hand.

...Baili Chuan was the one who threw himself at her.

[Reading Guide]

1. An unconventional cultivation story, with a whole lot of original lore. Logic serves the plot.

2. A story written for the author's own enjoyment. The pairing is probably a scheming little demoness who bluffs and cheats x a pure-hearted big-doggo sword cultivator. There's a career plot, so it's not just romance. Neither lead is perfect.

[Coming Soon: The White Moonlight Chose the Monstrous Evil God]

Ming Xiao spent her life doing good deeds. Only after death did she learn she was a background female character in a story, whose sole purpose was to have her family slaughtered by the male lead and die in his arms, so he would never forget her.

Ming Xiao watched the male lead rise to success by stepping over her bones, then hypocritically revere her as his white moonlight. Her malice and hatred became impossible to contain, and she vowed that if she ever had another life, she would have her revenge.

But in the end, she was buried in a snowy wasteland.

She waited in vain for the Black and White Impermanence to take her to reincarnation. Instead, a frail young man came to her.

The snowstorm raged that day. Ming Xiao sat on her tombstone, watching a tall, lean young man stoop and stumble through the snow toward her...then dig open her grave with his bare hands.

From then on, the boy slept behind Ming Xiao's tombstone by day and nurtured her bones by night.

Until at last, he rebuilt Ming Xiao's body and brought her back to the world of the living.

Ming Xiao, returned from the dead, and the boy stared at each other.

Ming Xiao asked him where he came from and where he was going. He knew nothing at all, and only followed silently behind her.

"Stop following me," Ming Xiao said.

The boy's eyes reddened in panic. He looked like a lost little beast.

Ming Xiao: "...All right. What's your name?"

The boy took a branch and shakily wrote two characters in the snow: Yan Wu.

-

Ming Xiao concealed her identity, hunted demons, and waited for her chance to take down the male lead.

Yan Wu followed behind her. He ate little, had a good temper, and was very obedient.

Until one day, when they were in danger, Yan Wu mistakenly thought Ming Xiao had died. Countless pitch-black tentacles spread out behind him, swallowing demons and enemies indiscriminately.

Only then did Ming Xiao realize he was the story's final villain, a bloodthirsty and cruel monster, an evil god who was supposed to die at the male lead's hands.

When he saw Ming Xiao, the monster standing atop a pile of corpses came to his senses. He withdrew his filthy tentacles, turned back into a boy, and anxiously wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Xiao Xiao..."

"Are you full?" Ming Xiao asked cautiously. "How about some more?"

"..."

-

"I am an evil god who should never have existed."

"In my darkest hour, when I was on the verge of death, someone sustained my divine nature with their faint faith, keeping me from vanishing into nothingness."

"I watched from the darkness and knew many people loved her. I was the lowest and most insignificant of them all."

"But later, they scorned and belittled her, trampled her into the dirt. When she died, they missed her goodness, dressing her in the most exalted titles and honoring her with the most exquisite jewels."

"They made her the moon in the sky, and a name too sacred to speak."

"But I..."

"I wanted her to go on living."

Theme: Even in the darkness, keep living well.