[Setting subject to revision, but the central premise will stay the same]
Nie Zhao transmigrated into a xianxia world.
She died twice.
She was reborn twice.
Only then did she realize that the world she was in was a xianxia novel full of tragic romance, unrequited love, and groveling exes trying to win back their wives.
The heroine was the foremost disciple of an immortal sect, admired by all.
The hero was the supreme ruler of the demon realm, obeyed by every demon.
As for her, she was utterly ordinary, and didn’t even have a name in the book. When the hero went mad with love and destroyed the world, she was just a passerby casually erased by one of his powerful attacks.
Worse still, time would endlessly rewind after the hero destroyed the world, until, in some cycle, the heroine successfully redeemed him and led him to abandon evil for good.
Nie Zhao: “...” Damn it!
Nie Zhao thought that since she had seen through the Heavenly Dao, she must be a matchmaker chosen by fate. So she packed her things, headed for the demon realm, stopped the hero from acting like a rabid dog, and tried to bring the hero and heroine together.
Who could have guessed that the hero was a lovesick yandere, while the heroine was all too clear-headed? Hilarious. There was no way to win her over.
The day the heroine faked her death, the hero realized his mistakes and went mad.
Dark clouds loomed over the city, and all living things suffered.
The world was destroyed yet again.
As she was dying, Nie Zhao thought back on her 996007, year-round, no-days-off life as a matchmaker and felt like a complete idiot.
Reborn once more, Nie Zhao looked at her small, childish hands and was utterly numb.
She packed her things again and set off for the demon realm.
This time, however, Nie Zhao had made up her mind.
She would take down that lovesick fool.
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Yan Hansheng was a hostage the immortal realm had left in the demon realm.
When he first met Nie Zhao, the little girl was following behind the Demon Lord, sweet and sensible, cheerful and smiling, so harmless she hardly seemed to belong in the demon realm.
Yan Hansheng didn’t know Nie Zhao, but the demon cultivators all kept their distance from him. Nie Zhao, on the other hand, loved to lean over his window, smiling as she told him, “Immortal Master, we’ve met before.”
Yan Hansheng thought the Demon Lord was stunningly handsome and had countless admirers, so Nie Zhao must be one of them.
Until the Demon Lord’s desperate pursuit of love came to nothing, and he lost control and destroyed the world.
He saw with his own eyes as Nie Zhao plunged a dagger into the Demon Lord’s chest
[Ice-cold beauty × sweet-faced, dark-hearted girl]
Theme: Cherish life
