Sword Cultivators? Not Even Dogs Would Date Them

Lin Zhengdu had a secret crush on Xie Guanqi, a disciple of the Sword Sect. To win him over, Lin Zhengdu accompanied him on his travels, slaying demons, upholding justice, and doing just about everything under the sun, except cooking for him. It wasn't that Lin Zhengdu didn't want to. The main issue was that Xie Guanqi had actually been poisoned unconscious by Lin Zhengdu's cooking. After pursuing him for a long time, Lin Zhengdu felt the time was right and planned to confess her feelings to Xie Guanqi. But on the eve of her confession, she accidentally caught sight of the sword manual he carried with him. On the first page, a note in Xie Guanqi's handwriting read, in black and white: Women slow down my sword strikes. Lin Zhengdu thought back carefully over the days she'd spent pursuing Xie Guanqi. To her dismay, she realized that it wasn't just that he didn't like her. This damn sword cultivator might not even think of her as a woman! He probably saw her as a buddy to split the meal bill with! * First note in Xie Guanqi's sword manual: Women slow down my sword strikes. Forty-seventh note in Xie Guanqi's sword manual: Lin Zhengdu's cooking is awful, but I love her, so it doesn't matter. Forty-eighth note in Xie Guanqi's sword manual: Lin Zhengdu got seasick on the spirit boat and threw up all over me and my sword, but I love her, so it doesn't matter. Eightieth note in Xie Guanqi's sword manual: Lin Zhengdu has been ignoring me lately. Does she think I'm not the greatest sword cultivator, so she's disappointed in me? Last note in Xie Guanqi's sword manual: I've already defeated every sword cultivator out there! Why is Lin Zhengdu still ignoring me!!! *Please check out my upcoming novel, I Was Born to Hate Villains. You can find it in my author profile. Please add it to your reading list! He Zhuoming transmigrated into the long xianxia novel, Dao, which she hadn't finished reading, and got to meet her favorite character just as she'd hoped: the young villain, a born evil seed. Then the villain she was a devoted fan of tricked her and sold her off. After a miserable life of not having enough to eat or warm clothes to wear, and finally being dragged off to marry a dead man, He Zhuoming even began to think that dying wouldn't be so bad. Maybe if she died, she'd get to go home. Just then, the saintly male lead she'd never cared for swooped down from the sky and pulled her out of her coffin. The moment the handsome, springtime-bright young man handed her a steamed bun and encouraged her to try cultivating, saying it might help her get home, He Zhuoming clung to his leg and burst into tears. As she sobbed, she swore to herself: The saintly male lead is the best man in the world! From now on, I'll be his most loyal lackey! Helping the male lead uphold justice and beat that little villainous runt to death is every transmigrator's duty. We won't shirk it for anything!!! * Tang Shuyu rescued a strange girl in a deaf-mute village. The girl was always saying strange things, like, “I'll never root for a villain again,” and “Who says being a saint is bad? This saint is just wonderful.” If not that, she was cursing, “Tang Shuyu, you bastard, you're not human.” Tang Shuyu knew someone using his name had tricked her. Tang Shuyu knew she mistook him for a righteous cultivator. Tang Shuyu smiled as he listened to her viciously insult him, thinking she looked especially lively and beautiful when she cursed. My darling, my darling. Her voice was so lovely, but her vocabulary was pitifully small. She just kept repeating the same few insults, and nearly got him worked up. Theme: Believe in love and hope