After Pretending to Be Dao Companions with a Cold and Aloof Immortal Lord

Blurb

Ying Fu transmigrated into a cultivation world as an inconspicuous collateral branch member of a powerful clan. Even the System bound to her was badly injured.

Before falling unconscious, the System gave her a mission: [Stay away from the Demon Lord and survive].

When she unexpectedly became the cultivation partner of the righteous protagonist at a flower-viewing banquet, Ying Fu was delighted. The mission was in the bag!

She happily prepared to live a carefree life, but after they married, she realized something was wrong.

By day, the immortal lord was blind, his eyes veiled in gauze. Dignified and aloof, he was like a moon among the clouds or snow atop a mountain, always keeping a proper distance from her.

But at night, in her dreams, his gaze turned teasing. He used sinister mind-reading magic with ease and even questioned her plans with the System.

By day, the immortal lord stood up for her, guided her in cultivation, gave her a lotus hairpin, and occasionally smiled so tenderly it dazzled her.

In her dreams at night, he mocked his daytime self and insisted he could never fall for anyone.

By day, the immortal lord laced his fingers with hers, kissed her neck, and clung to her, unwilling to let go.

In her dreams at night, he frowned as he stared at the marks on her neck.

Ying Fu: "...You don't seem very happy."

He gritted his teeth. "No. Absolutely not."

Ying Fu was at her wits' end. If she hadn't woken up to find him lying perfectly well beside her, she would have thought he had a split personality!

But things grew even stranger. Both of them appeared at once, each pointing a sword at the other : )

The immortal lord said coldly, "She's my cultivation partner. Don't even think about her, Demon Lord."

The Demon Lord scoffed. "You're me at twenty. Of course she's my cultivation partner too."

Then they both turned to Ying Fu. "Which one of me do you choose?"

Ying Fu: "???"

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Later, the System woke up and asked her in a trembling voice, "Host, what happened to staying away from the Demon Lord? Why is he at your bedside? And why is your completed mission 'Stop the Demon Lord from destroying the world'?!"

Ying Fu felt terribly guilty.

Oh no, she'd stayed so far away from the Demon Lord that she'd ended up in his arms : )

*Carefree little fish × aloof immortal lord and mad Demon Lord (the male lead is split into two, 1v1, happy ending)

*The immortal lord appears more often in the early chapters. The Demon Lord first appears in Chapter 8.

[Bonus Scene]

Ying Fu was trapped between the two of them.

The immortal lord asked softly, his voice tinged with sadness, "Are you really going to favor him?"

Ying Fu: "I'm not! Absolutely not!"

"So you were planning to favor him," the Demon Lord said with a cold laugh.

Ying Fu: "...No, I wasn't! I won't favor either of you. Wait, I'll favor Suyue. You're both Suyue, so I'll favor both of you!"

At this moment, the carefree little fish had evolved into the ultimate master of keeping everyone happy!

But both Jian Suyues refused to let it go.

The immortal lord asked, seemingly gentle, "He and I differ in age and temperament. Which one do you prefer?"

The Demon Lord's voice was cool. "If only one of us can exist, which one will you choose?"

Ying Fu: "..." Why was balancing these two sides so complicated? She wasn't going to do it anymore!

Pre-release novel: After the Protagonist Is Saved by the Villain

[Blurb]

In her previous life, Luo Zhuoyu was a prodigy of the righteous path, the pride of the immortal sects, and a bright, pure moon atop a snowy peak, admired and envied by countless people.

Yet the person she trusted most used and schemed against her. Her body was taken over, her soul devoured, and everything she had became someone else's. The world barely even noticed.

The only person who discovered what had happened and avenged her was the infamous young lord of the Demon Realm, Mo Lang, a wicked and unruly man.

Luo Zhuoyu was a little confused. After all, she had only met Mo Lang twice.

The first time, he saved her.

The second time, she nearly killed him.

He should have hated her to the bone. So how could he...

After being reborn, Luo Zhuoyu met Mo Lang again.

In the dark dungeon, he walked slowly toward her just as he had in her previous life, a smile playing on his lips, his voice teasing and flirtatious.

"Look what I've found: a beautiful white crane covered in wounds."

"Ah... Stare at me again! With that same look you gave me just now!"

"I saved you. How are you going to repay me? Why not give yourself to me?"

Luo Zhuoyu had once coldly told him, "Absolutely impossible."

This time, after looking at him for a long while, she still refused. "Giving myself to you would be improper, but I can do one thing for you, as long as it doesn't go against my principles."

Mo Lang leaned close to her ear and chuckled. "But all I want is you. What should I do?"

Mo Lang loved pure, clean white above all.

The process of staining white with black was always especially entertaining.

She was like a white crane: noble, radiant, aloof, and utterly captivating to him.

He swore he would build her the most magnificent cage.

She would become his treasured possession, hidden away.

And then he would stain her the deepest shade of black with his own hands.

[Bonus Scene 1]

"I'm actually very pitiful," Mo Lang sighed.

Luo Zhuoyu glanced at him, unsure what was so pitiful about the young lord of the Demon Realm. Then he complained, "I've never had a wife since the day I was born. I only just met you, and you still won't take pity on me."

Luo Zhuoyu: "..."

She closed her eyes and gripped her sword, reminding herself for the thousandth time:

I must not kill my savior.

[Bonus Scene 2]

"I love the way you glare at me," Mo Lang said, contentedly narrowing his eyes. "Would you mind glaring at me one more time?"

Luo Zhuoyu: "..."

She simply took off her hair ribbon and tied it over her eyes. She didn't want to reward him, but she also didn't want to be unable to see him.

Then she heard his breathing grow heavier, his voice turning hoarse. "You look like this and... I like you even more."

Luo Zhuoyu: "..."

She'd never be able to repay this debt of gratitude.

A powerful, aloof prodigy of the righteous path × an unruly, rotten young lord of the Demon Realm

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