Anyway, It's a Cultivation Novel

[I'm most likely writing this one next!! But the setting will change a lot, and the characters will become a senior and junior female disciple.

I'll post a new blurb when I start writing. Feel free to bookmark it for now. I can't think of a blurb yet, so I'll leave this here for now (bunny bows)]

Wenlong was bound by a System that called itself “God loves all people.”

According to their agreement, if she wanted to go home, she had to save the important characters who were supposed to die in their original storylines.

The way to save them was to follow the plot in their place and “die” once.

With all sorts of censorship filters in place, she could follow the plot painlessly while slacking off and watching cartoons the System secretly played for her. She couldn't even be bothered to care about dying.

The System would bring her back to life anyway. She couldn't really die.

Her fingers didn't matter.

Her eyes didn't matter.

Her heart didn't matter.

Even she herself... didn't matter.

Just let her die quickly!

Set new speed records for dying! Set new records for dying!

Her progress toward going home ticked up bit by bit.

But Wenlong didn't know that every time she died, the people connected to her would “see” the despairing original storyline.

And they'd also see what happened after she interfered: her dying in their place.

Without her knowing, everyone around her went mad, one by one, because of her.

*

Just as the plot was about to reach its joyful ending, with only her death in place of the male lead's left to go

She was put under a sleeping spell.

When she woke, Wenlong found herself in unfamiliar surroundings, with a God-Binding Lock around her wrist and the male lead sitting by her bed.

He was covered in blood, and beside him lay the “Rainbow Moon” she'd given him years ago. The sword had drunk its fill of blood.

The strongest enemy had been so easily killed by his hand.

And she had missed her chance to fake her death and escape.

Pale fingertips reached toward her. Shadows filled his eyes, and his voice trembled.

“Master, I won't let you leave here again.”

His voice was so soft it was almost a whisper, yet his stubbornness was chilling.

“With me here, no one else will ever hurt you again.”

*

“I won't let anyone else hurt you.”

Then... what about him?

What was he thinking?

*

Everyone said Lin Yanzhuo was as bright and clear as the moon in a cloudless sky, impeccable in both cultivation and morality, and the undisputed number one in the cultivation world. What they didn't know was that he was actually a filthy, vicious bastard who would betray his master and ancestors.

[This uses the same silly System as my story with Kuizi (System: It's me! 7836! I'm back again!), and it's the next comic by Cai Bi Tu Jiu.

Not sure whether there'll be a forum section. I thought there might be, but A Ling's story already has comments, so I feel like I've gotten my forum fix! I'll decide later!!

I'll change the title. I don't feel like trying to come up with one now. Whatever, ahhh, I'm slacking off!]

Theme: Love and salvation