My Wife Is 9,900 Years Older Than Me

A thousand-year-old little love demon who feeds on desire vs. a bewitching, alluring, greedy and lustful revered deity

She was a beloved pet on a sacred mountain, her spiritual roots sealed. After the revered deity who raised her left the mountain, her mother secretly sent her away to restore her spiritual roots. Her mother told her she was born to be more than a pet: one day, she would cultivate to the Mahayana Realm and become the sovereign of a domain.

After leaving the mountain, she spent three hundred years cultivating with her mother in a pitch-black, enclosed cave. The day she took human form, she went in search of worldly pleasures. After nightfall, instinct led her to seek out greedy cultivators to feed on.

Her mother had told her not to feed on cultivators overwhelmed by lust. She should find someone with just one simple desire, so she could break through in her cultivation. Lady Fan had few distracting thoughts and only one vice: greed for money. She was a rare delicacy for the solitary cultivation she practiced.

Lady Fan treated her well, allowing her to feed on her desire, teaching her turbid ghost arts, and even using her connections to get her into the greatest sect to study under a master.

That night, while feeding, she sensed the powerful desire in Lady Fan. Lady Fan had always been so proud and dignified, and this was the first time she had seen yearning and vulnerability in her eyes.

Lady Fan grasped her hand and asked with a look of tender affection, "Do you dare? Take my desire and destroy the demonic arts within me. Then I'll be yours."

After thinking it over, she refused.

But after Lady Fan left, she regretted it. From that day on, she could never find Lady Fan again.

When they met again, Lady Fan was the dragon goddess of the divine realm, the highest in seniority, and a full nine thousand nine hundred years older than her...

Blurb Two:

Three thousand years ago, when the three realms united to exterminate the demons, she was gravely wounded by the Demon Venerable. Whenever the desire within her accumulated, the Devouring Desire Demon Art left her burning with agony.

There was a celestial pool in the divine realm, its waters bone-chillingly cold. But its owner had a fondness for collecting pearl hairpins and jade treasures, and anyone who wanted to use the pool had to offer something in exchange. Then a divination by the Primordial Unity Deity sent her to the mortal realm, where she was to wait for the one who could free her from the torment of the demonic arts.

She spent three hundred years in the mortal realm, gathering countless treasures. The destined one never came, but she did catch a little beast who had escaped from the divine palace.

The little beast offered her treasures day after day in exchange for cultivation. She guided her in drawing in spiritual energy and strengthening her essence, taught her turbid ghost arts and demon suppression, and sent her to a sect to study swordsmanship under a master.

The little beast kept saying she would treat her well for the rest of her life.

On the night her desire reached its peak, she set aside their difference in status and their years of age, and asked her with all the passion in her heart, "Do you dare?"

But the little beast pushed away the woman whose heart burned and whose body was in pain.

From that day on, the demonic arts took hold of her heart. Day and night, she tortured herself in the freezing pool.

Later, the little beast broke into the sacred mountain and, while she was weak and helpless, pinned her down by the pool...

Reader's Guide: The divine realm, (the demon realm and the mortal realm, different regions of the same space), and the demon realm (where gods, demons, and mortals live together in peace).

About cultivation: Some elements are original.

A lot of original worldbuilding, so please avoid if that's not your thing.

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I Woke Up and My Child Was Three

Meng Jinyan was a fashionable, urban professional woman. She came from a good family, had an advanced degree, earned a good living, and was beautiful. Everything in life went her way, and fortune always smiled on her. Surely the heavens couldn't stand how easy her life was. On her way home from shopping at a boutique one day, an old van ran a red light and sent her flying dozens of meters. She died on the spot.

When she woke again, she was the wife of the sickly, famously short-lived young master of the Lin Estate, with a little daughter who had only just learned to call her "Mama."

Who could blame her? For twenty-five years she'd lived a pampered, privileged life. How was she supposed to know how to be a good wife and raise a child?

Her sickly husband, Lin Jingci, was handsome, gentle, and refined, but terribly frail. He took medicine year-round, needed to be held when he got cold at night, needed support to walk during the day, and would occasionally fall unconscious when his illness flared up.

By day, she nursed the child and cared for her husband. At night, she held her husband in her left arm and her daughter in her right.

Life was nothing but misery.

The day she packed her bags to run away, Lin Jingci appeared at the docks, leaning on a cane with one hand and holding their child's hand with the other. She had assumed he'd fly into a rage and send people to drag her back. But instead, he said:

"Go. I'll take good care of Ru'er. Once you're out of Xuancheng, tell people you're unmarried and have no children. Find a good family to marry into and live in peace."

Oh, come on! Seeing the sickly man and the little girl standing there, one tall and one short, had already brought tears to her eyes. Why leave now? She'd spend this life being a virtuous and devoted wife.

Theme: Face hardship head-on, be self-reliant, and never give up.