After My Nemesis Offered Me His Son

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Xie Ling is the youngest and most promising Demon Venerable in the cultivation world.

Her cultivation is profound, she has united the demon realm, and she has lived a colorful, enviable life. She's practically perfect.

If she has any flaw at all...

It's that she has an enemy who's far too much of a hopeless romantic.

A hundred years ago, the two were evenly matched, neither able to defeat the other.

But her enemy, who had devoted himself to the sword, suddenly fell for an unknown female cultivator. His cultivation plummeted, and the genius swordsman who had appeared out of nowhere became a greasy middle-aged man focused on power struggles.

Xie Ling couldn't help sighing over his downfall. But a hundred years later, she made one careless mistake and fell in love herself, with a young man.

The young man was fresh and delicious, a feast for the eyes, and so considerate. Xie Ling lost control for a moment and had her way with him.

Luckily, she stayed clearheaded. She planned to keep things physical and not let her heart get involved. When it was all over, Xie Ling intended to say goodbye to the young man, but instead she was confronted at the gates of the Demon Palace

That day,

the sky was clear and the air was crisp.

Her enemy, whom she hadn't seen in over a hundred years, once again pointed his sword at her chin, just as he had in their final battle a century ago.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he glared at her in fury.

Xie Ling sneered outwardly, but inside, she felt a little guilty.

Not because she couldn't beat him. The main thing was that the young man she'd slept with was supposedly this guy's own son.

She didn't have a leg to stand on.

But she could still try to argue: "He seduced me first! Ask him if you don't believe me!"

Her stone-faced, dead-eyed enemy flew into a rage, just as expected.

But instead of drawing his sword, demonic energy surged around him.

He tossed aside his sword, pulled open his collar to reveal his handsome collarbones, and clenched his jaw so hard it showed, exposing the marks left by last night's passion:

"If even a lowly inner demon can do it, why can't I?!"

Xie Ling: ...???

Reader's guide:

One-on-one romance. The male lead is the same person throughout. The early chapters include non-shared fragments.

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Short blurb

Transmigrated into a male-oriented novel as the cannon-fodder woman whose engagement is broken off? The System wants me to act like a hopeless romantic

So I turn the arrogant male lead into a virtuous househusband instead (?)

Original character: Gives her life for love

Me: Forces the male lead into a relationship for love

System: That's a villain arc, you know!

Click to read: "The Thousand-Layered Playbook of Forced Love," "How the Arrogant Dragon Protagonist Became a Househusband," and "The System's Many Famous Meltdowns"

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