100 Ways to Fail at Assassinating the Demon Lord

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Yan Xiaoshi, the most good-for-nothing disciple in the sect, accidentally glimpsed a fragment of the Heavenly Dao. In the future, Xie Cichen, the refined and radiant first disciple of the immortal sect, would slaughter the entire sect and fall into becoming a world-destroying demon lord.

To change the sect's fate, Yan Xiaoshi summoned her courage and volunteered to become his... personal servant.

On the first night, she snatched the chance to guard the door. Tonight was the night she would assassinate him.

At midnight, she raised a pillow and without hesitation pressed it down onto the bedding.

Her senior brother's sinister gaze came from the end of the bed.

Yan Xiaoshi jumped, then immediately put on a fake smile. "Senior Brother, I'm giving you a leg massage."

On the nth night, she managed to get the guard duty again. Tonight was the night she would assassinate him.

She brought him poisoned wine and watched nervously as he drank.

But he suddenly leaned down and poured every last drop of wine into her mouth with a kiss. He chuckled, "It's just okay. Do better next time."

Yan Xiaoshi: !!!

At last, thanks to her great intelligence and resourcefulness, Yan Xiaoshi was exposed.

She spoke with righteous conviction: "Even if I die, someone else will come and take you down!"

Her senior brother considered this. "Is it possible that because you keep opposing me, I lose hope and decide to destroy the world?"

Yan Xiaoshi: "...Huh?"

Her senior brother leaned closer, his breath brushing her ear. "Why not try stopping me another way? Like... changing my heart?"

Late at night, Yan Xiaoshi pored over the book her senior brother had left behind, Eighteen Ways to Woo Your Husband, highlighting key points, taking notes, and reading it over and over...

Yes, she would definitely become the savior of the world!

Theme: Climb to the summit to glimpse the bright moon, open the heavenly eye to behold the mortal world. Alas, I am the one in its gaze