Ritual to Slay the Gods

Ever since she was young, Murong Qi had been determined to become a powerful yao.

After her clan was wiped out, she was reduced to slavery. For 221 years, she was used as someone else's weapon, and that belief was what kept her alive.

During a mission, she returned to the world ten thousand years in the past and met the greatest sword cultivator under heaven.

He was as cold as snow and frost. Standing with his hand on his sword, he asked, "I hear you want to learn the sword from me?"

She took the form of a young man named Ye He and accompanied him as he exterminated demons and monsters, through changing seasons and all kinds of hardship.

Later, the Divine Scroll was stolen, the sky collapsed, and the four seas flooded the land. Ye He's yao identity was exposed, and everyone wanted her dead.

The immortal sects of the world pressured Miechuan to purge his sect, but he broke his sword and exiled himself.

"If you want to hurt my junior brother, you'll have to step over my corpse first."

She grasped his broken, ice-cold life-sword and drove it through him as he stood in her way.

"Senior Brother, we'll meet only in the underworld."

Looking at Miechuan's disbelieving, anguished eyes, Murong Qi smiled bitterly.

This was the senior brother who knew she'd betrayed him and still risked his life to protect her.

Yet ten thousand years later, he would be the aloof, merciless Divine Lord who slaughtered her entire clan.

Miechuan was destined to become a god from birth. Fate decreed that he would endure every hardship in the world, a glimmer of hope and ten thousand kinds of sorrow.

He had been the celebrated prodigy of an immortal sect, and later the cold, lonely Divine Lord who ruled over the six realms.

No one knew that the mightiest heavenly god in the world had once been ensnared by love, and had refused to turn back even after being battered and broken.

Even after being betrayed, he still defied all life in the world for that person.

When Miechuan's life hung by a thread, that person vanished without a trace.

When they met again ten thousand years later, Miechuan sneered, his eyes dark.

He knew this cunning yao would never die easily, and now she even dared to appear before him again.

The god and yao faced off. She was as stubborn and ruthless as she had been all those years ago. "Senior Brother, it's been a long time."

His gaze was cool. "How could I remember sharing a school with a yao?"

No one knew that after she disappeared, Miechuan went mad and searched every corner of the six realms and the boundless void, traveling from the heavens to the underworld. He never found her, not in 10,366 years...

Reading Guide:

[The first 55 chapters have undergone major revisions, including plot changes. They are completely different from pirated versions.]

1. Plot-to-romance ratio is 6:4. A slow-burn ensemble story focused on character growth and plot. The male lead appears somewhat late.

2. The female lead takes a male form early on, then returns to her female form later (starting in Chapter 42). The male lead knows from the start that her soul is female, but he doesn't say so.

3. The male lead saves the female lead; the female lead is stronger than him.

4. The female lead is sweet on the outside, dark on the inside, and neither a traditionally good person nor a villain.

5. The male lead did not kill the female lead's clan. He took the blame.

6. Unusual kinks, lots of original worldbuilding, 30% anti-piracy chapters.

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There's Always a Villain Trying to Steal My Master

Xie Xi, the Qianyuan Sword Venerable, courtesy name Wuchen.

He achieved success young and was a peerless prodigy, but died on the eve of his ascension.

Before that, his once-mighty sect had fallen apart due to internal strife.

One scandal after another from the past came to light, including the secret behind the ten revered immortals of a single sect.

What people had thought was the sect's good fortune, a genius rising to prominence, turned out to be the result of dual cultivation with furnaces.

And Xie Xi was one of those furnaces.

The whole world condemned him. His sect turned against him, and Xie Xi set himself on fire in his cave abode. After his death, his remains were abandoned in the wilderness.

Thus, a generation's Sword Venerable fell. His deeds in life and reputation after death were reduced to a legacy too shameful to revisit.

He had once made his name with a sword that chilled the immortals, only to meet a tragic end in the filthy earth beneath the rain.

Everyone mocked and scorned Xie Xi's death.

Countless people had benefited from his kindness, but in the end, only one mortal came to gather his remains.

Liang Fuyu had always believed she and the Qianyuan Sword Venerable were worlds apart. After he saved her from a demon when she was young and left, she thought they would never meet again. When she heard of his death, she traveled for a thousand miles, taking three years to reach the immortal mountain.

She built a golden statue of the benefactor who had once saved her and offered incense to him every day for ten years.

She thought that would be her life's work, until she unexpectedly learned the brutal truth of how Xie Xi had been forced to become a cultivation furnace.

She was hunted down and had her throat slit on a dark, rainy night.

That same night, she was reborn in the year she first met Xie Xi.

This time, she clung to him until he took her back to his sect, where she became his disciple.

No spiritual root, no way to cultivate immortality? Then she would become a demon.

Master, don't look back. As long as I haven't fallen, no one will be able to drag you down from the heavens into the mire.

This revenge is for you, and for me.

Theme: Even when trapped in hardship, never give up on yourself.