Rainy Alley

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[Coming next: Kill That Miaojiang Snake Woman]

Cool and aloof, a little stutterer, proper, and impossible to tease Taoist x

Eerie, chatty, innocent, and naturally flirtatious Miaojiang snake woman

Blurb: Fourteen was born to be an assassin.

The day Fourteen defected from Lingxu Pavilion, she snatched a piece of white cloth from a child. She draped it over a branch, hoping to imitate the pitiful girl who had tried to elope, only to be abandoned by her lover, and kill herself.

Just as Fourteen put the cloth around her neck, she heard a weak voice, tinged with laughter: "Miss, you can't die like that."

He kindly advised her, "You should tie the cloth tighter."

Annoyed by his incessant chatter, Fourteen raised her long sword and lifted his chin with its tip, threatening him coldly. "Believe me, I can kill you."

The young man said delightedly, "Miss, if you use that sword to kill yourself, you'll surely die properly."

"But..." He paused. "Miss, you might not need to kill yourself after all. I'm on the run, and someone's trying to kill me."

His words had barely left his mouth when

thousands upon thousands of arrows shot out from the branches.

Ke Qianzhou was given the chance to witness the most beautiful sword art in the world: Three Thousand Blossoms.

Fourteen also gained a little sidekick.

But this young master was precious beyond belief. He couldn't carry a thing, wouldn't eat this or that, and wouldn't stay here or there.

Fourteen finally lost her patience. She raised her sword and lifted his chin with its tip, asking coldly, "What exactly do you want?"

To her surprise, the young man's ears turned red. His gaze darted away as he murmured,

"I want you."

Reader's Guide:

1. The heroine isn't killing herself out of boredom. She has her reasons, which will be explained in the story. Both leads have lost their memories and secretly love each other. This is a sweet-and-sour romance between a young man and woman.

2. The heroine is slow to recognize her feelings, but has the best martial arts skills in the world. The hero is a young master from a prestigious family with many secret identities. Since the heroine is an assassin, there will be no children in this novel.

3. The leads' names come from the line: "A hall of flowers intoxicates three thousand guests; one sword's frost chills fourteen provinces."

4. The dynasty is fictional, and the martial arts are original inventions. This is NOT a traditional wuxia novel!

Coming next: Kill That Miaojiang Snake Woman

Cool and aloof, a little stutterer, proper, and impossible to tease Taoist x

Eerie, chatty, innocent, and naturally flirtatious Miaojiang snake woman

Chang Du was a Taoist.

His master had warned him that their lineage must never fall in love.

Chang Du nodded and agreed.

When he first came down from the mountain, he met a Miaojiang girl who had just arrived in the Central Plains.

She wasn't Han Chinese. Her eyes were faintly green, her clothes were green, and her hair curled into little braids tied with ribbons and draped over her shoulders, adorned with silver ornaments. A small snake disguised as a silver bracelet circled each wrist and ankle.

Her name was Zhu Ye. It sounded like a snake's name, and she dressed like one too, like a bamboo pit viper.

They met while trying to abduct the same woman.

She laughed at him for sticking his nose into other people's business, while he thought she was up to no good.

They fought fiercely, only to be captured by a third party and thrown into a bandit's lair, battered and disheveled. Only then did they exchange a glance, set aside their grudge, and work together to escape. By a twist of fate, they ended up taking on an imperial decree.

The night they accepted the decree, rain fell after dark.

The rain pattered softly.

Zhu Ye sat on a branch watching him. Thinking of everything that had happened lately, she still couldn't let it go. She pulled a face at Chang Du and scolded him, pointing a finger at him. "You little brat of a Taoist! You're chasing after a young maiden. Aren't you ashamed?"

Water on her fingertip fell onto the cinnabar mark between Chang Du's brows.

The cinnabar turned brighter, like a bead of blood. Chang Du's whole body grew hot, and tears began to fall.

Zhu Ye took advantage of his distraction.

A silver snake sprang into the air. Just as it was about to bite the soft flesh of Chang Du's neck,

A bead of blood rolled down.

The silver snake could hardly wait to lick it clean.

If she killed him, he wouldn't be scared. That wouldn't be any fun.

Zhu Ye lowered her hand and glared at him. Only then did she notice the change in him. After a long pause, she asked, "Little Stutterer, why are your ears red?"

"And another thing..." The rain fell softly. Her voice was quiet, her eyes bright with excitement. Curious, yet forcing herself not to be, she awkwardly asked, "Little Stutterer, why are you crying?"

The night was dark, without stars or moon.

A faint green shimmer in her eyes made them gleam like stars.

Chang Du was dazed.

But his heart skipped a beat.

He thought his master was wrong.

Not every foreigner deserved to be killed.

She simply didn't understand the customs of the Central Plains.

Reader's Guide:

1. The first time the hero comes down from the mountain, he doesn't speak the language well and doesn't like talking, so at first he's a little stutterer. He gets better later. The heroine likes talking to her Gu insects, swearing, and lying. But she speaks differently, and sometimes her swearing mixes her native language with the language of the Central Plains.

2. The hero has a cinnabar mark between his brows. When the person destined for him touches it, it brightens, his whole body grows hot, and he cries.

3. The leads' elders are sworn enemies, so the leads start out loving and fighting at the same time.

Theme: Growing together and finding their true selves

2: Qian Dong hit his head.

When he woke up, he seemed to have arrived in a world of immortal cultivation, where flying swords, spirit boats, immortal pills, and miraculous medicines were everywhere.

Qian Dong wanted to make a name for himself and fulfill his ambitions. He'd change his name to Qian Aotian and declare, "My fate is mine to command, not Heaven's!"

Wei Ji was a powerful sword cultivator in the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, standing at its peak and living freely for countless years.

One day, after fighting a demonic cultivator, Wei Ji realized there was something wrong with his life-bound spirit sword.

The sword spirit, reunited with its sword, refused to return to the blade. It said its name was Qian Aotian and claimed not to know Wei Ji.

Wei Ji: ?

Wei Ji: Didn't you used to say your name was Easter Manni?

[Sword cultivator x sword spirit]

[A ridiculous, melodramatic cultivation novel. The setting is just for fun.]

[This novel is expected to go premium on August 9. There will be three chapters that day. Thank you for your support.]

Coming soon: The Miser Loves Him So Much. Please add it to your reading list! QWQ

Blurb:

Lu Yingqing was kidnapped as a child and wasn't found until he was sixteen.

He had barely managed to finish middle school. His greatest wish in life was to save enough money to fix the roof, so rain wouldn't soak his bed in the future.

When Lu Yingqing saw the splendor of Yanjing, he was immediately dazzled by its glittering world.

Yanjing really was wonderful...

He didn't fit in there, but tried desperately to belong.

Compared to Lu Zeming, the adopted son carefully raised by the Lu family, Lu Yingqing was foolish and miserly, empty-headed, conceited, and vulgar.

Lu Yingqing resented his circumstances.

His experiences meant his parents felt guilty toward him and indulged him in every way.

Lu Zeming had no standing to speak up in front of him.

Lu Yingqing was arrogant and domineering. Whenever things didn't go his way, he'd take it out on Lu Zeming. The thing he said most often was, "You took everything that belonged to me! It should all be mine!"

None of their classmates liked Lu Yingqing. They thought him shabby and petty, and resented that his return would make things awkward for Lu Zeming.

Lu Yingqing didn't care what anyone thought. He even drove Lu Zeming out of the Lu household.

Lu Yingqing thought Lu Zeming must hate him by now.

But Lu Zeming had indulged him for ten years without wavering.

Even when their parents had grown tired of his self-pity, Lu Zeming was still willing to soothe him.

To love him...

Lu Zeming: I know what kind of person you are, and I still love you.

Lu Yingqing: You'll definitely fall out of love with me.

For ten years, Lu Yingqing had been miserly with even the smallest response.

Please note:

The two aren't on the same household registration when they start dating!

Lu Yingqing really is an unlikeable character: he's stubborn and sharp-tongued!

In a sense, this is a story about a heartthrob throwing himself at someone everyone dislikes. ( )

And finally, the thing Qingqing has never admitted is right there in the title!

[This may be written in first person when I start posting, but I haven't decided yet.]

Theme: Always be independent and strong, and stay true to yourself.

3: [Updated daily. If anything comes up, I'll post a notice about a break.]

Blurb:

After Jiang Qingxu died, he transmigrated into a power-fantasy cultivation novel. The System told him to save the protagonist from being corrupted by the demonic path and going astray.

He made an OK sign. "Leave it to me."

The System heard that and departed in satisfaction.

*

After transmigrating, Jiang Qingxu searched high and low. Thanks to his careful observations, he found the young protagonist.

At the time, the boy was an ordinary mortal, ill-tempered, covered in wounds, and so pitiful he had barely any clothes to wear. Jiang Qingxu devoted himself to teaching him, cared for him day and night, and looked after him with all his heart. Once the boy was old enough to venture out on his own, Jiang Qingxu calculated that the timing was just right.

That night, Jiang Qingxu left behind a "suicide note," faked his death, and fell into a deep sleep that lasted a thousand years.

A thousand years later, he climbed out of his coffin in the frozen wasteland to see how his mission had gone!

At the top of the Immortal Realm's most-wanted list was a portrait.

"The Immortal Lord offers a generous reward: ten thousand gold for capturing this person alive."

"Whoever brings in this person's head will receive an unparalleled cultivation manual."

"Whoever reduces this person to dust will be personally chosen by the Immortal Lord to ascend to immortality."

Jiang Qingxu: "..."

Looking at the portrait that looked exactly like him, Jiang Qingxu felt his heart sink.

Later, Jiang Qingxu changed his appearance, wormed his way to the Immortal Lord's side, hid his secret identity, and dutifully worked to win him over. After losing more than he gained, he finally managed, with tremendous effort, to set the power-fantasy protagonist back on the right path.

The System came back.

Jiang Qingxu, covered in kiss marks, struck a triumphant pose with his hands on his hips and launched into a boastful account of his achievements: "I've never seen a protagonist try to destroy the world before. If I hadn't worked so hard to set him straight, this world would've been..."

The System closed its eyes and died peacefully. "Is it possible that the person you set straight was actually the scheming, immensely powerful main villain, the biggest antagonist in the entire novel? Is he even the protagonist? You absolute idiot!"

Jiang Qingxu: "..."

Jiang Qingxu faked his death and ran away again.

*

This time, Jiang Qingxu learned from his mistakes and confirmed the identity of the real protagonist. He secretly pursued him with one scheme after another, and eventually reached the point of a fake marriage with the real protagonist.

At the wedding banquet, the sky was dark and red silk streamed in the wind.

But the groom had vanished, and the guests had fled. The protagonist's master, dressed in wedding clothes, descended the jade steps one at a time. Spirit shackles stretched in from every side and locked around Jiang Qingxu's ankles. A cold, hard sword lifted his chin.

The villainous master's voice was icy and sharp, carrying a chilling laugh. One of his eyes had turned blood-red from demonic energy, yet his tone was strangely gentle.

"Why won't you look up? Don't you recognize me?"

"Should I tell your spouse that you once climbed into his master's bed?"

"Big brother, I can keep your secret for you. How about it?"

Jiang Qingxu was sweating profusely. "..."

Can we talk this out? Put the sword at my throat down first!

What a coincidence: the protagonist is the disciple of his villainous ex-husband.

*

When Pei Che was young, he once met Jiang Qingxu. The pain and hardships of the thousand years that followed were all because of him.

He had sworn to kill Jiang Qingxu to vent his hatred and make sure he could never be reborn.

Jiang Qingxu had returned.

Jiang Qingxu bared one shoulder, looking at him with red-rimmed eyes.

Pei Che: "..."

I'll kill him later.

After all, Jiang Qingxu had promised him this time that he would never leave again.

This is the story of a shou who becomes a father the first time, a wife the second time, and a son's (disciple's) wife the third time...

Gentle, devoted, beloved-by-all shou x gloomy, ghostly, unhinged gong who craves love

P.S.

1. 1v1, both physically and emotionally pure.

2. Imperfect characters, melodrama.

Theme: Love is the possibility of taking part in the world.

4: 1.

"On Wangli Mountain lives a mountain ghost, exceptionally beautiful and dressed in red. Those who see her fall ill without cause; those who offend her die suddenly. The mountain ghost likes to roam at night and often sings incantation-like songs. Hearing her voice is an ill omen. Therefore, those who live here warn travelers to stay away."

Strange Tales of Jin'an

Shi Ling was a thousand-year-old mountain ghost. She had lived long and cultivated deeply, so the little ghosts all respectfully called her Ancestor.

One day, as Ancestor basked in the sun, hummed a tune, and strolled leisurely through the mountains, something suddenly fell from the sky and struck her, leaving her dizzy.

At first glance, it looked like a person.

At second glance, he was a handsome young nobleman.

Wonderful! She loved beautiful things best.

So Shi Ling hoisted him over her shoulder and carried him home at a brisk pace.

For the next few days, Shi Ling stayed by the man's side, treating his wounds and protecting his heart meridians, afraid he might die if she let her guard down.

Under Shi Ling's attentive care, the man slowly woke up.

The human and the ghost stared at each other. Sensing something strange about her, the man picked up his sword and began chanting.

Shi Ling simply watched him, calm and composed.

Oh, so he was a Taoist.

Shi Ling had once made three rules with a Taoist.

Don't frighten people. Don't do evil. Don't kill.

Later, when Shi Ling was about to break their agreement, the Taoist drew his sword and pointed it at her. His eyes were dark as ink. "You can't kill him."

Shi Ling met his sword without hesitation and smiled sweetly. "What can you do if I do?"

Mountain ghost on the prowl. Ordinary folk, keep away.

Reader's Guide:

1. 1v1, happy ending, plot-focused, very little romance.

2. The setting is entirely fictional, with lots of original worldbuilding. Please don't overanalyze it.

3. Cover art used with permission: Shili Changhuan Lanyin

[New novel: After the World's Destruction, She Became Her Archrival's Beloved]

Lingyi, Princess of the Gods, lived twice.

But she couldn't remember her past.

According to the divine chronicles, in ancient times the Ancestor God was supreme, while the Princesses and Lords of the Gods held equal power and kept each other in check.

For tens of thousands of years, Xie Qingyue had opposed her at every turn. They were as incompatible as fire and water. He wanted both to take her power and to take her life.

When she appointed a new ruler, he snatched them into his own ranks.

When she sealed away evil, he used a forbidden formation to create a death trap.

Whenever the gods spoke of them, they all shook their heads and sighed. Years of grudges couldn't be resolved in a day.

Even she believed the same.

Until disaster struck and the Six Realms fell.

She stood against the Six Realms all by herself.

Corpses covered the land, and living beings suffered. She had come intending for them all to die together.

Through her fading divine consciousness, she saw Xie Qingyue, covered in blood, walk toward her, leaning on a broken sword. He drew her into his arms, gently wiped the blood from her face, and softly said, "Don't be afraid."

After serving as a god for ten thousand years, he fell to the demonic path.

Xie Qingyue carried her on his back, crossed a sea of corpses, and knelt without rising at the Altar of Heaven's Mandate.

As the heavy bells rang from beyond the mortal world, he imitated the mortals, pressed his hands together, gazed up devoutly, and bowed from afar to the divine statue.

If she must bear so much suffering, then please let me share some of it.

-

When Lingyi opened her eyes again, she had returned to the time she lived in Wuji Heaven.

Golden light flashed. Inside a deadly formation, she saw that battered Lord God, still as wretched as ever.

She broke through the formation, carefully lifted him onto her back, and walked step by step toward safety.

Just as he had carried her across a long road of blood and wind.

-

Everyone said they couldn't stand each other.

But she insisted:

"These countless volumes of divine history should bear both our names."

Theme: Breaking down prejudice