My Dao Companion and I Both Cultivate the Heartless Way

Everyone at Wenjian Sect knows that the senior disciple's useless Dao companion will sooner or later be killed so he can attain the Dao.

An ordinary mortal who does nothing but sob would never have had a chance to marry the senior disciple if she hadn't taken the destined one's fate for herself.

Being killed by her husband so he can attain the Dao is inevitable.

But Ning Zhaoyi, the wife destined to be killed, doesn't see it that way.

If Xie Yan can cultivate the Heartless Dao, why can't she?

This is her final mission before retiring from the quick-transmigration bureau, and she's going to complete it in style.

By day, she diligently puts on a helpless act in front of the male lead and all her fellow disciples. At night, she shuts herself away and trains like mad, determined to overtake him as soon as possible.

After all, strike first or suffer the consequences!

Unfortunately, Xie Yan is sensitive and suspicious, and keeps suspecting she's cultivating the Heartless Dao. His many surprise inspections and tests leave Ning Zhaoyi constantly on the verge of blowing her cover.

At last, she makes it to the day he attains the Dao. Ning Zhaoyi curls her lips into a smile. "Surprised? Didn't see this coming? I cultivated the Heartless Dao."

"I'll kill my husband to attain the Dao."

For some reason, Xie Yan suddenly says to her, "Have you ever heard the saying that the Heartless Dao produces nothing but devoted lovers?"

Ning Zhaoyi doesn't so much as change her expression. "Too bad for you. I'm a career-minded person."

No one is going to ruin her retirement plans!

A bit of an ensemble cast.

The blurb has been screenshotted.

New novel on the way: "Who Is More Beautiful, Me or the Lushan Sword Venerable?"

Lin Shukuang has three great regrets. First, being known alongside her sworn enemy, Yin the Bastard. Second, being killed by her husband so he could attain the Dao. Third, dying before she could rise from a female lord to a Sword Venerable. In the stories people tell afterward, her reputation will always be a notch below Yin the Bastard's.

It's all because she was blind and foolish, and chose the wrong person. The moment their Dao companion contract was completed, he stabbed her in the heart. He did it so quickly and viciously that she had no chance to stab him back before he shoved her off a cliff.

She hurt. She regretted it. She hated him, wishing she could tear Yan Ciyun limb from limb.

When she opened her eyes again, a hundred years had passed. The world had changed, and she wasn't even in her own body. If fate had decided she wasn't meant to die, then someone else must be. Lin Shukuang snatched up her sword and charged out...

"Welcome to the Coward System."

Lin Shukuang: "..."

I'll cut you down first!

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Yan Ciyun was born to cultivate the Heartless Dao: free of emotion and desire, alone in the world. A saying passed around among its cultivators promised a path to ascension: Kill your wife to attain the Dao.

His master told him, "You will be the first person to ascend through the Heartless Dao."

So he fell in love, developed desires, took a wife, and then killed her with his own hands.

His heart was unsettled, and the blood on his hands was still warm. Thunder roared and fierce winds howled. The lightning of ascension was stronger than ever before, and he failed.

It hadn't been ascension. It had been judgment. The saying had been a lie, and he had lost his wife forever.

Ever since, the entire cultivation world has known that the Lushan Sword Venerable has gone mad. He abandoned the Heartless Dao for the Great Sword Dao, scouring heaven and hell for the woman whose name he dared not speak, even cutting out his sword bones. Then, a hundred years later, he brought back a rogue cultivator. "Her name is Yan Wu. She is my honored guest."

Everyone in the hall was stunned. This woman looked nine-tenths like Lin Shukuang. He'd found himself a replacement.

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Lin Shukuang has become her own replacement. Back at the sect, she rolls up her sleeves, ready to get revenge for the sword that killed her. She never expected Yin Hui to recognize her at a glance. "I could pick out your scent from ten miles away."

Lin Shukuang grits her teeth. "Of course. People can't compete with dogs."

Yin Hui is the perfect combination of despicable and shameless: sinister, cunning, and incredibly narcissistic, with a heart smaller than a needle's eye. All because of what she said back then: "I think Yan Ciyun is better-looking than Yin Hui." He's been nipping at her heels ever since.

Even when red candles glow, warm curtains fall, and his fingertips tease her until she trembles, the bastard still whispers in her ear, "Who is more beautiful, me or the Lushan Sword Venerable?"

#Funny how the beloved and the replacement are both me#

#The Coward System isn't cowardly. This short-tempered System fights whether you like it or not#

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