Being a Female Cannon Fodder in Restricted Fiction Is Truly a High-Risk Occupation

If Tang Li had known she was going to transmigrate into a book, she never would have opened this steamy, restricted novel in the middle of the night.

When she saw that the female cannon-fodder character, who was killed off before her second chapter, had the same name as her, she knew something was wrong. Unfortunately, it was too late: she'd already been sent to her role.

She thought her useless self would soon meet a game-over, but against all odds, she got lucky and met the one person in the whole book who was pure and unsullied, Dao Lord Changyue. She became his last disciple.

Dao Lord Changyue was the unrivaled number one in the cultivation world.

He was peerlessly handsome, strict with his disciples, and kept his distance from women.

Everyone was afraid of him, but Tang Li wasn't, because her master treated her better than anyone in the world.

He led her onto the path of cultivation, taught her swordsmanship, forged her personal magic weapon himself, and even rolled up his sleeves to cook for her. He was every bit as good as a real father.

Tang Li swore she would honor him for the rest of her life. If he ascended, she would worship him; if he fell, she would see him laid to rest.

Their harmonious life as master and disciple lasted until someone else appeared.

Tang Li took a fancy to someone and began pining for him, tossing and turning at night.

She was old enough to seek a cultivation partner, and the man was from a prestigious family with a bright future ahead of him.

As her master, Chang Kongyue should have been happy for her, but he wasn't.

When the man came to ask for her hand, he even sent him away without hesitation.

No one understood why. Tang Li couldn't understand why the master who had always indulged her was so hostile to the man she liked, either.

Confused and unable to sleep, she lay awake all night.

Chang Kongyue came to see her and said lightly, “Want to know why I won't allow it?”

Tang Li nodded eagerly, full of curiosity.

Chang Kongyue bent toward her. His cold strands of hair brushed her face and body

“It's simple. Take a good look into my eyes.”

She looked into his eyes and saw a desire as vast as the heavens, something he'd never shown her before.

Chang Kongyue: “I spent years carefully cultivating this flower, watering and fertilizing it every day, tending to it with care and keeping it safe. I should be the one to enjoy and control its blooming and fading.”

Tang Li: “So I treated you like my own father, and you want to marry me???”

...After all that, she still couldn't escape the original novel's theme :)

2023/1/16

Cover art used with permission from Ribs Bun

[Upcoming novel, My Ex-Husband Haunts Me Like a Ghost. If you're interested, save it in my author favorites!]

Gu Yunyi's wife, Xinya, lost her memory.

She said she wasn't some junior sister from a prestigious family, born with an immortal's bones. She was just a parasitic vine demon whose dream was to join the Hehuan Sect, spend her life lying flat by absorbing yang energy, and ascend without lifting a finger. There was no way she would marry a stuffy, old-fashioned, taciturn sword immortal.

Even if he was the most powerful person in the world, he had no sense of romance and only cared about cultivating. He refused to consummate their marriage, let alone let her absorb his yang energy. Why would she want him?

She was determined to have cultivation partners all over the world, pursue multiple romances at once, and never pin all her hopes on one person.

She asked for a divorce. Gu Yunyi agreed.

That very day, she packed her things and left for the Hehuan Sect.

Some time later, she heard that Gu Yunyi's true junior sister had returned. That woman was his destined wife, and before losing her memory, the demon Xinya had used underhanded tricks to steal another woman's match. Gu Yunyi didn't love her, which was why he'd always been cold and distant, guarding his chastity. At least she'd come to her senses in time. There was still hope for her.

Xinya: Blah, blah, blah. Stop wasting my time. I've got dual cultivation to get to.

She let loose and lived a colorful, carefree life.

Until one day, she crossed paths with that pair of lofty immortal cultivators. She had a new lover on her arm.

Gu Yunyi glanced at her coolly and said nothing.

But by the time she turned around, the man beside her had collapsed without a sound.

Xinya: ...“Are you insane?”

Gu Yunyi slid his sword back into its sheath, his tone as calm as if he were talking about the weather. “He was plotting against you and wanted to kill you and take your treasure. I saved your life. You owe me one.”

Xinya laughed in disbelief. “How do you know I wasn't playing along?”

“He's dead.” He took a step toward her, the frost-colored hem of his robe brushing the ground. “There's no point in arguing about it now.”

“...”

“You have so many lovers. You're not going to miss one.” He paused, lowering his eyes to look at her. “If you're really that upset, ” His fingers touched the sash at his waist. “I can make it up to you.”

Xinya's eyes widened in shock, and she backed away three steps. “Why are you taking your clothes off? Don't come any closer! I wouldn't dare covet the Sword Lord again. I can tell the difference between one good meal and being fed every day!”

Warnings:

The heroine is not a virgin, while the male lead is. The romance develops in stages, and she ends up with her ex-husband.

Theme: Everything should be done in good time