After Scumming the Demon Lord, I Failed to Fake My Death [Book Transmigration]

[New Novel: The Powerful Minister Got the Demon Queen's Script Is Now Live. Come Check It Out!] [Coming Soon: High-Risk Identity Roleplay Guide is at the end. Please add it to your favorites, pretty please!] [This novel has been revised, so the plot differs considerably from pirated versions. Thank you to every wonderful reader who supports the official version!] Blurb: What do you do when you transmigrate into a face-slapping novel as the protagonist's sworn enemy? In the original, the protagonist suffered abuse from childhood. After turning dark, he became so twisted that he nearly destroyed the world. And Qin Gu just happened to transmigrate into the protagonist's nemesis, the first person the protagonist would take revenge on after becoming the Demon Venerable! The utterly heartless System kept prompting him frantically: [Stop the protagonist from destroying the world and achieve a happy ending for the Immortal Realm.] Qin Gu: Uh, uh, uh? System, do you really think I can beat him? After wracking his brains, Qin Gu decided to win through cleverness! Qin Gu arrived at a very inopportune time. He had already thoroughly offended the Demon Venerable. To turn his image around, he frantically pretended to have amnesia. Deep in the mist, the God of Joy's claws pierced the protagonist's neck as he gently coaxed Qin Gu: "Would you trade your life for his?" Qin Gu didn't hesitate for a second: Of course I would. His resolute attitude made the God of Joy, who had been wounded by love, believe in love again. The protagonist: ? When demonic cultivators invaded, the protagonist was framed and blamed by everyone. Qin Gu stood before the crowd with his sword, shielding the man behind him. His voice rang out: "I swear on my position as the young lord of the Immortal Alliance that he is innocent! If he is guilty, I will share the divine punishment with him!" The protagonist: ! Watching the protagonist learn to rein in his temper and murderous intent under Qin Gu's heartfelt performance, becoming the very picture of a well-adjusted young cultivator, Qin Gu figured his mission was complete. He took a fatal blow for the protagonist, then faked his death to escape. Unexpectedly, the System malfunctioned halfway through, and his dream of freedom went up in smoke. He was sent back into the book, and when he opened his eyes, ten years had passed in its world. Corpses lay strewn everywhere. The sight made his heart pound. He stumbled among the mountains of white bones, when suddenly a vast cloud of black mist swept toward him. Within the mist was the familiar face of the protagonist, now even more ruthless and bloodthirsty. Qin Gu instinctively tried to run, but the protagonist clamped a hand around his wrist. "Shixiong, if you refuse to see me for even one day, I'll destroy a city. Do you... still want to run?" "For you, I can love this world. For you, I can destroy all of creation. ...I only ask that you don't leave me." A beautiful, strong, tragic shou who seduces without realizing it X a deranged Demon Venerable gong who pursues his wife Mwah! Cultivation levels in this novel: Foundation Establishment → Golden Core → Nascent Soul → Soul Departure → Deity Transformation → Body Integration → Mahayana [One-Click Mental State Check] Pollution has descended upon the world, mutating humans into indescribable monsters. Impossible to stop, impossible to reverse, impossible to eliminate. People struggle to survive in endless despair, convinced that the gods have abandoned them. Until the arrival of the [Healer]. He gives humanity hope, and gives the polluted a new life. He is the savior of both humanity and the polluted. Lu Qiubai spent twenty years as a mental patient before finally becoming an excellent psychiatrist. He opened a psychological healing clinic. On opening day, A patient with a fish for a head drooled as he stared at Lu Qiubai. "Doctor, you smell so good... I mean, can my condition still be treated?" On the second day, A ghost bride held up her bloodstained wedding dress and smiled shyly: "Dr. Lu, I really like you. Can we walk together into love's grave? Oh, by the way, you're wearing a skirt." On the third day, A blush appeared on the nurse's face as the power drill in her hand drew closer and closer: "Dr. Lu, you're the most symmetrical person I've ever seen. Could you give me your face?" On the nth day, Ballet shoes appeared at his front door, and a face hung upside down outside his window... Lu Qiubai smiled. "I'll treat them. I can treat them all." Lu Qiubai prescribed the right remedy, and the treatments worked like a charm. Patients came in an endless stream, and the clinic was packed every night. The polluted all turned over a new leaf, attracting the attention of the Pollution Containment Center. Facing the Center's interrogation, Lu Qiubai swore solemnly: I'm really just an ordinary doctor. As he said this, The "manic" fish-headed patient hung from a roof beam to dry, utterly resigned to life. The "love-addled" ghost bride held up a banner and shouted, "Long live being single!" The "low-blood-pressure" upside-down man practiced handstands in a corner. The Containment Center: As if we'd believe a word you say. The patients all agreed: Thanks to Dr. Lu, we're in a much better state of mind! Lu Qiubai came home after work. Standing at his front door, he slipped a hand inside his coat and felt the tentacle at his waist, its suction cups clinging tightly to his hip. It didn't tear apart any other polluted beings out of jealousy today. What a good boy. A black-hearted lotus shou blooming in a muddy pool of blood X the gong of a muddy pool of blood Immortal Venerable Xie Lin was framed and died with deep resentment. After his death, he was bound to the [Role-Playing System]. Only by completing missions could he earn a chance to come back to life. Unexpectedly, a bug occurred during the System's binding process, and Xie Lin was simultaneously assigned the roles of [the protagonist's most hated brother] and [the protagonist's revered mentor]. He had to make the protagonist kill his [older brother] as in the original, while helping the protagonist cultivate in the role of [master]. Xie Lin: ... Faced with two completely contradictory roles, Xie Lin came up with a plan * By day, Xie Lin diligently played the villain, doing everything he could to make life difficult for the protagonist. He made the protagonist do the dirtiest, hardest work, mocking him as someone born to serve others. He forced the protagonist into the most perilous secret realms just to pick an impractical flower. He pushed the protagonist into a trap, then abandoned him, gravely wounded, in the freezing wilderness. By night, Xie Lin donned a cloak to hide his appearance and rescued the protagonist from danger. He personally taught the protagonist rare, century-old techniques and urged him not to look down on himself. He gave the protagonist a magical weapon he had crafted himself, helping him find opportunities in the secret realm. Whenever the protagonist's life was in danger, he appeared like a wisp of smoke, treating his wounds and illness, keeping him company, never leaving his side. Thanks to Xie Lin's tireless efforts, the protagonist's gaze grew colder and more hateful whenever he called him [older brother], while his expression grew more reverent and affectionate whenever he called him [master]. With the mission nearly complete, Xie Lin, acting as the [older brother], ordered the execution of himself in the role of [master]. Unaware of the truth, the protagonist was overcome with shock and fury. He drove his long sword into Xie Lin's chest, piercing his heart. * After faking his death, Xie Lin soon forgot all about the protagonist. One day, while investigating the truth behind his own death, he accidentally entered the cave where he had once taught the protagonist as his [master]. Deep inside, the protagonist stared at him with a grim expression, clutching the sword tassel that had fallen from Xie Lin when he faked his death. Xie Lin: … Oh no. My cover's blown. Before he could react, the protagonist pressed against him, forcing their fingers to interlock. His eyes were full of delight and resentment. "Now, should I call you older brother, or... master?" Please add it to your favorites, pretty please! Theme: Become the master of your own fate.