I Don't Want to Prove the Way with My Master Either

#Only Officially Authorized on Jinjiang# Please follow and collect my upcoming stories on my homepage, OvO Sui He was an unaffiliated cultivator whose cultivation had hit a bottleneck. For a hundred years, she had desperately sought a way to advance. Just when she thought all hope was lost, she met Qi Bai, the Sword Venerable hailed as the greatest sword under Heaven’s Way. In full view of everyone, he looked down at her and asked, “We share the same origin. Would you be willing to become my disciple?” Sui He did not refuse. - Her cheap teacher was the pinnacle of swordsmanship and the future leader of Zhengqing Sect. He was immensely powerful, but simple and cold, and never thought to guard himself against others. It took only a moment for her to notice something was wrong. Her teacher needed only to prove the Dao before he could become a god. And to prove the Dao, all he needed was to offer someone of the same origin as a blood sacrifice. When she learned the truth, Sui He thought: Well, damn. - On the day he was to prove the Dao, which happened to be her teacher’s birthday, Sui He approached him with a dagger and kissed his cheek with a bright smile. His already breathtaking face froze for an instant, then became even more impossibly beautiful. The next moment, the sharp dagger pierced his warm chest. Meeting his disbelieving gaze, Sui He gently wiped away the glistening tears at the corners of his eyes. She feigned an apologetic smile. “Every man for himself, and may Heaven strike the rest. Between us, the victor takes all. Sorry, Master.” She had done nothing wrong. She had simply struck back. Later, Sui He’s hair turned white overnight, and she attained the Great Dao. When she saw the foreign youth brought as tribute by her servants, she thought again of her once-brilliant teacher. After searching for a long time, she finally saw that same familiar face in the Abyssal Demon Realm, in an arena piled with bones. Before Qi Bai’s soul fell dormant, he seethed with resentment, thinking that if he could do it all over again, he would never trust Sui He’s false front. When his memories returned, he found himself wearing only a few scraps of fine clothing, shamelessly clinging to Sui He, his cheeks wet with tears. He was furious, but before he could lash out, Sui He leaned down and kissed away his tears with a bright smile. “Stop crying. Fine, I’ll admit I was wrong.” Qi Bai blushed furiously. The once lofty Venerable, faced with his rebellious disciple, couldn’t get a single word out. - Much later, Qi Bai and Sui He traveled through the Upper Spirit Realm and overheard rumors about themselves. Cultivators who didn’t know the truth envied Venerable Sui He for her deep devotion to the Sword Venerable. After he died, the Venerable had hidden away among the demon folk for years, all to seek a way to bring him back to life. Qi Bai, once the Sword Venerable whose frost-cold sword swept across fourteen provinces, now forced to be his disciple’s lover: ... Deep devotion, my foot! She was just chasing fame and glory, deceiving her teacher and committing treason! A cunning, theatrical schemer with a gambler’s mentality, one step ahead of the demons x a pure-hearted Sword Venerable who failed to prove the Dao, was deceived in body and heart, and got betrayed tips Blurb subject to revision: 7.8 > 7.19 > 8.5 > 9.6 Neither lead is perfect. Let them be who they are. The male lead will suffer. The female lead gets the upper hand early on, and gains cheat powers after proving the Dao. The process of proving the Dao has original elements. All my male leads are love-struck. I plan to write an unconventional male pregnancy version in the bonus chapters. The warning signs should all be in the blurb. Happy ending, GB, female lead takes charge. The female lead has a normal body. If you like GB, you can also check out my upcoming story, The Female CEO and Her Sweetheart Husband. (Female CEO lead x delicate, innocent male lead) Upcoming story blurb: Ever since her family fell on hard times, Jiang Duan had spent every day scrambling to make ends meet and dealing with creditors who showed up at the door. When she was exhausted in body and mind, she met Shen Ning. Shen Ning wore a black spaghetti-strap dress and leaned against the expensive sports car behind her, exhaling smoke. She turned to him and smiled. “You’re beautiful.” Before he could respond, she added, “Want to come with me?” Her offer was too good, and the creditors were closing in. Jiang Duan had no reason to refuse. Shen Ning helped him fight off the rich kids who kicked him while he was down and paid his debts. She told him to quit his job, then sent him off to act. She said she wanted everyone in the world to know how wonderful her lover was. She gave him everything he had never had before. Jiang Duan once believed that his purpose for the rest of his life was to live for her. Until Shen Ning’s unattainable first love returned from abroad. On a stormy night, Shen Ning got out of a stranger’s car. The man held an umbrella for her and draped his suit jacket over her shoulders. By the light of a streetlamp, Jiang Duan saw that the first love’s face looked strikingly like his. “It’s over between us. Stop coming after me.” Shen Ning blocked the man’s view and dismissed Jiang Duan without giving him a chance to speak. Only then did Jiang Duan understand. Shen Ning had once saved him from the abyss, only to push him into another hell. - Later, Jiang Duan returned to the country as an international award-winning actor. At a lavish reception, the actor and the investor both disappeared without a trace. In an empty corridor, Jiang Duan rested his forehead against her neck, his eyes red. “I don’t actually like acting at all.” But I like you. Cough, cough. I also have another GB story coming soon, After the Divorce, I Took the Emperor. Second-marriage female lead x young emperor. Short version: The emperor tries to force himself on his minister’s wife, but she turns the tables on him. (The female lead isn’t that strong. Please mind the warnings.) Blurb: Shu Bai was a respectable married woman. At least, that was what she thought. She always suppressed her nature in front of her husband, keeping herself disciplined and modest. She restrained her ambition and desires alike. Although her husband was busy with official duties and rarely came home, he always sent her rare and precious things and never skimped on money or gifts. When he did return, he was gentle and mild-mannered. The two treated each other with courtesy and respect. She had always believed her husband deserved her kindness. Until her birthday banquet, when her dear husband brought home a delicate young woman. He said, “This is my cousin. Mother wants me to marry her as a second wife. She’s immature, so please look after her from now on.” Shu Bai’s heart suddenly went cold. She paid no attention to her husband, who was drinking merrily with the guests at the banquet. With the alcohol going to her head, she stood alone by a small bridge, letting the breeze wash over her. She accidentally stepped into empty air and fell into the arms of a handsome man passing by. “Careful, Madam.” The man was disciplined, courteous, gentle, and modest, almost a mirror image of Shu Bai. The wine stirred forbidden thoughts. Shu Bai calmly thought that there was no point in putting up with everything. She would drag this man down into ruin with her. He was handsome, far more so than her husband, with a strong, muscular body and impressive endurance. In short, he suited her perfectly. On the night Shu Bai agreed to run away with him, she saw her useless husband kneeling before her beloved, calling him “Your Majesty.” Shu Bai: “!” A fleeting affair was bound to fall apart eventually. You couldn’t stop a cart with your bare arms, and the weak couldn’t confront the powerful head-on. Shu Bai thought it over overnight, packed her bags, and ran. = Yu Cezhi had a secret. He had coveted his minister’s wife for a long time. At first, a single glance had unsettled him. Later, whenever he came across rare treasures, he gave them all to his minister. The next day, when he saw her wearing the exotic hairpin he’d sent, he felt content. He was the supreme ruler of the realm and could have anything he wanted. The one thing he could not have was her. He thought that was the end of it, until he learned that his minister’s mistress, kept at a country estate, was three months pregnant. Yu Cezhi sat alone in the palace all night. The glass cup in his hand crumbled to powder. - Later, Shu Bai’s ex-husband regretted failing to cherish her and came looking for her with red-rimmed eyes. “What’s so good about him? He’s only interested in you for the moment, just playing with you. Do you think he can sit high in the palace, bow his head to you, humor you, and let you order him around?” As he spoke, the young emperor, who held all the power, emerged from the half-open door. His robe hung loose, his chest partly exposed, and he wore an amused, carefree smile. His former husband’s face turned pale, then flushed dark red. Theme: Row against the current, or fall behind.