I Kidnapped My Nemesis and Got Spoiled

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Everyone in the Three Realms knew that Immortal Venerable Yu Heng and Netherworld Lord You Ming had once studied under the same master, yet their relationship was as hostile as fire and water.

Mu Tingzhou, the ultimate villain in this xianxia tale, awakened his memories while in seclusion.

The story's male lead had been a peerless genius since childhood, born with a sword bone, and had become an unsurpassed Immortal Venerable at a young age.

As for Mu Tingzhou, he was the male lead's textbook foil: unrestrained and ruthless, constantly digging his own grave on the male lead's path to immortality, until he finally got what he deserved and was run through by the male lead's sword as proof of the Heavenly Dao.

And that male lead just so happened to be his nemesis, Pei Yinghuai.

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When he emerged from seclusion, he was alone. He marched up to the Ninth Heaven with his sword in hand, but on his way to kill Pei Yinghuai, he heard the news:

Pei Yinghuai's sword bone had shattered. He had lost all his cultivation and become a cripple.

That night,

Mu Tingzhou stormed the Ninth Heaven and, in full view of everyone, kidnapped Pei Yinghuai and took him back to the Netherworld, where he imprisoned him.

Looking at his former nemesis, now under his thumb, Mu Tingzhou smiled delightedly. "Senior Brother, I originally wanted to kill you, but I've changed my mind."

He would keep Pei Yinghuai chained to his side, torment and humiliate him, shatter that perfect jade exterior with his own hands, and crush his proud spirit beneath his feet. Only then would his grudge be avenged.

Pei Yinghuai was a natural germaphobe who disliked being touched.

So Mu Tingzhou snuggled up to him every day, refusing to leave him alone even when he bathed.

Pei Yinghuai's sword-wielding hands were elegant and refined, unsuited to menial labor.

So Mu Tingzhou made him kneel at his feet, serving him tea and water and massaging his legs day after day.

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Until...

Mu Tingzhou personally shattered Pei Yinghuai's cool, flawless jade exterior, revealing the dark core hidden within.

The former Immortal Venerable, once revered by all, gripped Mu Tingzhou's pale ankle tightly. His radiant, lofty nemesis knelt at his feet, dark eyes fixed on him, voice hoarse.

"Zhouzhou, where do you think you're running off to this time?"

Mu Tingzhou stared blankly, thinking: Is something not quite right here?

Everyone said that the Netherworld Lord was violent and cruel by nature, and that Pei Yinghuai would never return after being kidnapped.

But then... Pei Yinghuai, whose cultivation had somehow been restored, returned to the Ninth Heaven with a young man, appearing before everyone once more.

One day,

a servant came to clear away the dishes and happened to see the young man knock over a bowl of medicine, then order Pei Yinghuai to get lost in a haughty tone.

Everyone: Whoa! This is bad!

Everyone knew that although Immortal Venerable Yu Heng seemed aloof and taciturn, he was not at all mild-tempered.

Just as everyone was lamenting that the beautiful young man was about to meet his end, their supremely dignified Immortal Venerable lifted his robes and knelt on one knee before him. He carefully wiped away the medicine, straightened the young man's clothes, then shot a cold glance at the onlookers.

Then, ignoring the young man's mortified expression, he leaned down and kissed him on the face, coaxing him softly: "Zhouzhou, give me a couple more insults..."

Mu Tingzhou: ...Help! Why is there a pervert here?!

Strong leads who dote on each other, older top, childhood friends x nemeses

A black-lotus, unhinged beauty who acts fierce and spoiled with his lover (?) x a reserved, abstinent outside, obsessive, devoted, and deeply calculating top in private

Reader's Guide:

1. This is my own take on cultivation, with a mountain of original worldbuilding. Please don't nitpick.

2. A sweet, indulgent romance with no need for your brain. Romance-focused, with plot in support, roughly a 6:4 ratio. Readers with extreme top- or bottom-leaning preferences, proceed with caution. I'm a simple country bumpkin; my type is white hair and red eyes.

3. Readers with extreme top- or bottom-leaning preferences, proceed with caution. This is mainly about a couple falling in love. Neither character is perfect; they'll gradually understand each other, improve, and grow.

4. The Netherworld in this story is similar to a demon realm, but it isn't the enemy of the Upper Heavens. Each faction simply has different goals.

Blurb screenshot dated 2022.10.22

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[Transmigrated as the White-Cut-Black Sword Venerable's Beloved Cat] Strong leads who dote on each other | Mutual taming | Secret identities exposed | Love-hate relationship

[Petty, spoiled, vicious little cat x Cold, aloof beauty with a white-cut-black side, obsessive top]

Xie Qiuwu was a great demon who died in a mass encirclement.

Before he died, he decided to go down with a bang and annoy his nemesis, but accidentally got himself caught up in it too.

The good news: He didn't die.

The bad news: He became a little cat who was about to be offered as tribute.

From the high platform, he immediately recognized the person seated above: his nemesis, Sword Venerable Fu Biechen.

Xie Qiuwu: ...Damn it, what a small world.

Luckily, the Sword Venerable was known to be merciful, kindhearted, compassionate, and beautiful. He would never hurt a pitiful, adorable little cat like him.

But then the Sword Venerable didn't even look at him. "Throw it in the incinerator."

Xie Qiuwu's eyes widened in shock. "...Wait!"

But what came out was, "...Meow, meow!"

His soft, sweet voice stood out in the dead-silent hall. Rather than sounding terrified and resistant, he sounded like he was trying to be cute.

Fu Biechen paused, then turned around with an expressionless face, narrowing his eyes dangerously. He coaxed him gently, "Meow once more, and I'll spare your life."

Ridiculous! How could this grand Demon Venerable, ruler over all and undefeated beneath the heavens, possibly be swayed by you... Wait!! I can meow! How could you bear to hurt a cat this cute, who even knows how to act adorable?!

Fu Biechen scooped him up with one hand and turned him around. Smiling, he affectionately ran a finger down his back, his eyes inscrutable.

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With no other choice, Xie Qiuwu had to stay alive under the unpredictable whims of his nemesis. He became a spirit cat who meowed cutely whenever he had nothing else to do, and often had to indulge his owner's strange demands.

Fu Biechen: "Raise your left paw and act cute."

Xie Qiuwu made a grumpy little cat face. "Meow meow meow meow!" Big idiot, big idiot!

Fu Biechen: "Do you want to sleep on a straw mat or a soft pillow? Him or me?"

Fu Biechen: "Give me a kiss, and I'll trade you a little dried fish."

Fu Biechen: "I'll catch you spirit spring fish tomorrow. Shouldn't I get a little reward in return?"

As their relationship grew closer, Xie Qiuwu was astonished. He'd never imagined that the peerless Sword Venerable, all proper and dignified in public, could be such a pervert in private.

Xie Qiuwu was deeply embarrassed, but his expression didn't change as he jumped onto the man's lap and pressed his soft nose against the man's lips.

At least he was only a little cat. What did it matter to Xie Qiuwu if a cat had to sell its dignity?

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After enduring the indignity for months, Xie Qiuwu had been fed until he was a whole size bigger, his fur gleaming from head to toe. He calculated that his spiritual power had nearly recovered, and decided to transform and escape in the dead of night.

Under cover of darkness, he nimbly jumped off the bed and casually stole one of Fu Biechen's outer robes to wear.

But just as he stepped out of the palace, a cold breeze swept past. Xie Qiuwu shivered and looked up, only to see a figure standing not far away.

The figure's owner was still wearing a gentle smile. His voice was low, yet sent a chill down one's spine.

"Qiuwu, isn't it nice staying by my side?" he asked softly. "Or... do you want to abandon me again?"

Xie Qiuwu: ...!

Help, my nemesis from my past life, who I slept with, caught me. I'm waiting for advice, and it's urgent QAQ.

Core message: Treat others with sincerity.