After My Identity Was Exposed, I Stole the Cold and Aloof Immortal Lord

[Preorders: "After Losing My Memories When Cursed by My Archenemy" and "After Failing to Redeem the Villain." If you’re interested, please add them to your favorites!]

As the Demon Emperor, Yun He had few rivals in the cultivation world. Yet for no apparent reason, she died and was reborn.

After repeating the cycle several times, she made a startling discovery: every time she died, it was the same day that Su Jianqing, the leader of the human race, perished and his soul was scattered.

Reborn once more, Yun He hurried out of demon territory and went undercover by Su Jianqing’s side, determined to break the spell binding them to die together.

But things went awry on the way. She reverted to her true form, and Su Jianqing brought her home. Before long, she had taken over his entire mountain.

Su Jianqing was as pure and aloof as an immortal, yet he was also a master chef.

Yun He felt that something was missing if she didn’t eat food he had made himself every day. Even when Su Jianqing went down the mountain to exterminate demons, she couldn’t help secretly changing her identity and following him.

At first, Yun He only meant to leave as soon as the problem was solved. But as time went by, she thought: If Su Jianqing stays among humans, he’ll end up dead sooner or later. She might as well drag him back to demon territory and save his life.

She was only looking out for her own life, absolutely not coveting Su Jianqing or his cooking!

Born with the promise of salvation resting on his shoulders, Su Jianqing was confined to his sect from childhood. His master showed him no affection, his fellow disciples kept their distance, and the only companion at his side was his sword.

Later, a red panda joined them.

On one trip down the mountain, Su Jianqing met a young woman.

She was a demon, bright and carefree, with a freedom and ease he could never hope to attain.

Su Jianqing couldn’t stop himself from falling for her.

Bound by his mission, he didn’t dare reveal his feelings. All he could do was quietly follow her, savoring what little warmth he could find.

The day he broke with his master, Su Jianqing’s Nascent Soul shattered, and his body was covered in seventy-six sword wounds, not a single place left unscathed.

As he lay on the brink of death, the young woman suddenly appeared, wounded his master, and boldly took him away in front of all the immortals.

Only then did Su Jianqing realize that the lazy red panda on Green Bamboo Peak was none other than the notorious Demon Emperor, and the woman he had long admired.

His sect wanted him to uphold the greater good and sacrifice himself to save the world.

She was the only one who wanted him to live.

[Chaotic, lazy, irritable Demon Emperor x aloof, devoted, fluffy-animal-loving paragon of the righteous path]

Reader's Guide:

1. The protagonists aren't perfect, and each has their own flaws.

2. The story moves slowly while they are at Fuyuan, focusing mainly on everyday meals and fun.

3. My own take on cultivation, with plenty of original worldbuilding.

4. Cultivation ranks: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Spirit Transformation, Great Ascension, Tribulation Transcendence.

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After Losing My Memories When Cursed by My Archenemy

Ming Shuxue was exceptionally talented. At a young age, she had already formed her Golden Core and was unquestionably one of the cultivation world's brightest stars.

She had always treated others kindly, with just one exception: Yan Gui of the neighboring sect. The two couldn't stand each other, constantly trading barbs and getting into fights whenever they met.

During a trip to a secret realm, Ming Shuxue and Yan Gui were accidentally afflicted by a love curse and stranded in the mortal world.

When Ming Shuxue woke up, she had lost her memories and had no idea who she was. But when she saw the young man lying beside her, her heart felt as though a giant hand had grabbed it.

Confused, she asked, "Who are you?"

Yan Gui, who had also lost his memories, replied, "I don't know."

Ming Shuxue said, "When I look at you, my heart beats so fast."

Yan Gui said, "Mine too."

They looked at each other and came to the same conclusion.

Even if they had lost their memories, their bodies still remembered each other. They had to be married!

Ming Shuxue and Yan Gui settled down in town as husband and wife. Their days were peaceful and warm, except for one thing that embarrassed Ming Shuxue: every ten days, an indescribable desire would surge through her body.

At those times, her usually lazy husband was always especially vigorous, leaving Ming Shuxue struggling to keep up.

Fortunately, he was considerate, always soothing her tenderly afterward and coaxing her to sleep.

Ming Shuxue thought she could live like this for the rest of her life.

At last, the senior disciples of the Taichu Immortal Sect and the Guiyuan Sword Sect received word about their junior disciples and rushed to the mortal world.

When they arrived, they found the two deeply in love, sharing a tender devotion.

The senior disciples: "..."

They pulled their respective juniors aside to explain.

That person is your sworn enemy, your archenemy!

Ming Shuxue refused to believe it. "My husband is so wonderful. How could I possibly hate him?"

Yan Gui scoffed. "What kind of con artist are you? Stop bothering me and my wife while we're out for a walk."

The senior disciples: "..."

They thought, expressionless, that they'd done all they could. Don't blame us if you can't say we didn't warn you.

Later, after regaining her memories, Ming Shuxue was horrified to discover that every major sect knew she and Yan Gui were in love and soon to be married.

Embarrassed and furious, Ming Shuxue charged at Yan Gui, intent on killing him to vent her anger.

The handsome young man caught her attack and slipped an arm around the female cultivator's slender waist, looking both pitiful and innocent. "Wife, are you trying to kill your husband?"

Ming Shuxue flushed with anger.

Yan Gui curved his lips, his voice tender and teasing. "If I die, who'll cure your curse?"

Ming Shuxue remembered that the love curse was still unresolved. "..."

Let it all burn.

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After Failing to Redeem the Villain

While reading a xianxia novel, Sang Luojin became especially fond of its main villain, Duan Jianglan.

He pretended to be refined and gentle, but inside he was twisted, obsessive, and dark. His tragic past made readers sympathize with him, and his final sacrifice for the heroine brought them to tears, earning him countless fans.

Sang Luojin was one of them.

After transmigrating into the book, Sang Luojin clung to Duan Jianglan, constantly showing him kindness in hopes of changing his fate.

When Duan Jianglan wanted rare treasures, she went to find them.

When he wanted magical artifacts and secret techniques, she handed them over.

When he wanted power and status, she did everything she could to help.

Sang Luojin thought that if she treated him with genuine kindness, she could eventually change his ending.

Unfortunately, she wasn't the heroine, and the villain was still a villain.

There wasn't even a choice between her and the heroine. Duan Jianglan simply threw her into the Netherworld forbidden grounds because she stood in his way.

On the brink of death, Sang Luojin gave a bitter laugh.

She didn't have the life of a heroine from a redemption story, but she had the heart of one: presumptuous, convinced she could do anything, and destined to end up like this.

As Sang Luojin waited to die, someone approached her.

In the young woman's unfocused eyes, she saw a youth in white stained with blood. He was battered and disheveled, yet still possessed the refined grace of a gentle breeze and bright moon.

It was her archenemy, Ye Zhenxi.

Sang Luojin had assumed Ye Zhenxi had come to mock her. But to her surprise, he stared at her for a long time, then hoisted her onto his back and carried her step by step to his home, where he treated her wounds and searched for medicine.

Ye Zhenxi wasn't exactly kind, but trading barbs with him every day gradually eased Sang Luojin's near-breaking despair.

She didn't know why Ye Zhenxi, the young master of Yuntaizhu, had ended up in this place. But neither of them asked about the past. In this land of demonic revelry, they supported each other and fought to stay alive.

Sang Luojin had thought Ye Zhenxi was letting her stay only because they knew each other. But one day, she was injured and couldn't sleep from the pain.

Half-asleep, she heard the young man open the door and use his spiritual energy to heal her.

He sat by her bed for a long time. His clear voice sounded by turns pleased and angry, resentful and bitter. "I told you Duan Jianglan was a poisonous snake, but you wouldn't believe me. Sang Luojin, can you finally see me now?"

Sang Luojin was stunned. What?

I thought we were enemies, but he was secretly in love with me?!

Theme: My fate is mine to decide, not heaven's.