Reborn, I Found a Happy Ending with My Coolheaded Senior Sister

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In her previous life, Chi Wanyin died on a snowy morning, at the hands of the senior sister she had hated all her life.

As she lay dying, her always aloof senior sister merely sighed softly. "Junior Sister, why did you have to do this?"

Then came the excruciating pain of a sharp blade piercing her chest.

Chi Wanyin hated Song Qingtang. She hated her peerless talent, how she had become unmatched among her peers at such a young age, and how their master and the other elders always favored her. But most of all, she hated the way Song Qingtang acted so high and mighty while pretending to offer her charity and pity. It was truly nauseating.

As the years went by, that hatred did not fade. It only grew, until Chi Wanyin could no longer hold back and nearly killed her.

For this crime, the Discipline Hall stripped her of her spiritual roots, leaving her unable to cultivate ever again. Unwilling to accept her fate, Chi Wanyin fled the sect and fell into demonic cultivation.

The next time they met was just before her death. By then, Chi Wanyin no longer had the strength to hate. She was down and out, with nowhere left to turn.

Death might even have been a kind of release. But what Chi Wanyin never expected was to be reborn. The inexplicable hatred she had felt in her previous life was gone, and she had no desire to become a demonic cultivator again.

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For Song Qingtang, cultivating and attaining the Great Dao were the most important things in life.

Unfortunately, she met her junior sister, Chi Wanyin. At first, she looked after her out of pity, and the two seemed to get along like affectionate sisters.

Then Chi Wanyin saved her and they formed a Heartbond Gu together. From that moment on, nothing seemed the same.

Song Qingtang never expected that she would eventually give up her path for her junior sister. Everything she did was for one purpose: to bring her dead junior sister back to life.

An aloof beauty who is easygoing beneath the surface, later a possessive, ghostlike senior sister top x A haughty junior sister who is secretly tsundere, later a compassionate bottom

One-on-one, happy ending

Check out my upcoming novel, My Disciple Turned Dark After I Died

When Cen Qingsi died, the only thing she couldn't bear to leave behind was her rebellious disciple, who had yet to come into her own.

She never expected that after her death, she would live again, this time as an ordinary mortal with no magic at all.

Fortunately, a cultivation sect was recruiting disciples. Seeing that Cen Qingsi had the talent to cultivate, they took her in to study magic.

After joining the sect, Cen Qingsi became a direct disciple of the sect leader. But she never imagined that the sect leader would be her rebellious disciple from all those years ago, before she had grown up.

Behind the curtain, the woman who had once loved bright, colorful clothes now wore plain white. She looked cool and aloof, and Cen Qingsi's feelings were undeniably complicated.

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After losing Cen Qingsi, Yao Zhenxue lived on for hundreds of years. Everyone in the sect knew that their former sect leader, who had died long ago, was the one forbidden topic she could never bear to hear about. Even her name was an absolute taboo.

But no one expected their ever-arrogant sect leader to act like a completely different person in front of her newly accepted disciple.

She would gently tie her disciple's cloak for her, and be the first to shield her from danger.

Only Cen Qingsi knew that on the day her identity was exposed, her usually imperious disciple pinned her to the desk, kissing her through her tears.

A seemingly cold but actually unhinged disciple top x A sharp-tongued, soft-hearted, tsundere master bottom

Content warning: The top is not a good person and is fiercely protective. Anything involving the bottom makes her lose control.

Theme: Even after learning the vastness of the world, one can still feel tenderness for the smallest blades of grass.