A Sword Cultivator's Guide to Seeking Death

(Hey, everyone, I may be updating irregularly during finals week. I'm so sorry!)

As the former greatest sword cultivator under heaven, you died by the sword of your aloof junior brother. The entire cultivation world thought you had gone mad from cultivation and died, body and soul destroyed.

Reborn, you decide to

A. Turn evil and destroy the world, take your revenge, humiliate your junior brother, and seize everything that should have been mine!

B. Make the truth public, win the sympathy of the entire cultivation world, and clear my name!

C. Lie flat on the surface while secretly powering up all the way, wipe out my enemies with a laugh, and return to the peak with no rivals left

Xie Xiangling: (coldly) ...I choose to die.

I've really had enough of living! QAQ

This story is also titled A Sword Cultivator Named Xie Xiangling Decides to Die.

Given another life, I will right every wrong.

I will make this body my sword, and cut down every regret and grievance of my life.

My next upcoming story: The Golden Terrace Answers the Emperor's Call > <

Condemned Minister × Deposed Emperor

When Ruan Zhuoliu was sixteen, he possessed everything in the world that was bright and beautiful.

Family, close friends, reputation, looks, talent.

He passed the imperial exams at a young age, and as a handsome young gentleman, he rode through the streets adorned with flowers, dazzling as a precious pearl.

Then, in a sudden political upheaval, the Crown Prince's attempt to execute the eunuchs failed, and the entire Ruan family was implicated and convicted. Only Ruan Zhuoliu could save his life by seeking the eunuchs' protection, confessing to his crimes, and betraying his close friend, father, and elder brother.

Even so, he was left with a crippled leg and confined to his sickbed.

When Ruan Zhuoliu had been a companion to the Crown Prince in the Eastern Palace, he had never paid attention to the timid young brother at the prince's side.

After all, the low-born Ninth Prince was only a dim star beside the Crown Prince.

There was just one time when the Ninth Prince accidentally fell into a lotus pond, and Ruan Zhuoliu happened to pass by and save him.

The child grasped the young man's hand and asked through his tears, "When will I get to see you again?"

Ruan Zhuoliu smiled and casually pointed toward the lotus pond.

"Then wait until you grow up... When you can pick that lotus, I'll come see you again."

When they met again, Ruan Zhuoliu's family had long since fallen into ruin, and he had become an invalid.

He lost his way during a palace banquet and encountered the former Ninth Prince, now a deposed emperor who had ascended the throne with the eunuchs' support, only to be poisoned, forced to abdicate, and imprisoned deep within the palace.

The young man stood silently in the deep courtyard within the palace walls, dressed in flowing white robes and holding a withered lotus.

Only his eyes shone, bright and blazing.

Beside the lotus pond, he took the condemned minister's cold fingertips and wrote:

"Please choose me. I'll be better than my brother.

I'll do everything he couldn't. I'll give you everything you want: what you've lost, what you once had, and what you never got."

"To place this lotus in your hands, I have crossed mountains and rivers and waited for such a long, long time."

A ghostlike condemned minister gong and an impish deposed emperor shou.

Ruan Zhuoliu × Qi Xuelin

Note: Ruan Zhuoliu is the gong. Beautiful gong, beautiful gong, no reversing roles. A beautiful ghost and an innocent little demon.

Also note that both leads have acquired disabilities: the gong is lame, and the shou is mute.

Theme: I was an immortal from beyond Dongting, sleeping drunk beneath the pines and flowers.