My Master Was Stiff Because He Was Dead

Jin Jiming, the Demon Cult's Crown Princess, sneaks out of the cult's stronghold, determined to make a name for herself.

She'll infiltrate an immortal sect, crush the righteous path, seize its techniques, and master peerless divine arts!

But...

After taking a master, she looks around and finds nothing at all.

Where's the house? Was it stolen?

Her master, Han Feixing, points overhead. "The tree. Your bedroom."

Then he flies off on his sword and crashes headfirst into another tree.

This place is so shabby!

"My master has a hole in his head."

The Crown Princess grits her teeth and goes undercover, helping her foolish master deal with all kinds of trouble.

She's nearly risen to elder before discovering that the technique she's been searching for is right there with Han Feixing.

Jin Jiming's mind turns, and she starts trying every way she can think of to get him to hand it over.

But every time, her foolish master goes all out to rescue her from the brink of death.

"I die. Disciple, no die."

Jin Jiming sheds a tear of gratitude. "Quit the nonsense, old man! Show me some spirit stones and prove what you've got!"

Unfortunately, perhaps because of all the excitement, Han Feixing gradually starts becoming more and more normal...

Jin Jiming panics and sets her mind to figuring out how to get her master's inheritance without hurting him.

Then it hits her: Respecting your master and taking his heart and body aren't mutually exclusive, are they?

If she and Han Feixing become Daoist partners, won't she be free to open his storage bag whenever she likes?

*

She finally got what she wanted!

And her master... is completely lucid now, too.

But she never imagined that the first thing Han Feixing would do once he came to his senses would be to send her away.

Then... kill himself.

The moment she opened the door, she discovered that Han Feixing had already crushed his own skull with a palm strike. His three souls and seven spirits were nowhere to be found.

Jin Jiming prepared Han Feixing's body for burial, gritting her teeth, but unable to stop hot tears from falling.

"Master, since you won't be my Daoist partner, then be my corpse servant."

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Blurb:

While fleeing a trail of romantic entanglements.

The young cultivator Yue Lingge of the Hehuan Sect can't change her ways, and has set her sights on another handsome monk.

Using the excuse that she's hiding from her enemies, she puts on a show and flirts wildly all the way.

But she gets a little too into it.

She slips, hits her head, and loses her memory.

The young monk has long since fallen for her.

Seeing this, Xitan simply decides to return to lay life and grow his hair out.

He stays by Yue Lingge's side, facing every danger to help her recover her memories.

Once she remembers everything, they'll go straight back to his hometown and get married.

But when Yue Lingge opens her eyes after losing her memory, there's no handsome monk in sight.

That's clearly the person who saved her life!

A savior is someone to admire from afar, never to toy with!

Yue Lingge holds him in the highest regard, keeps her distance, and absolutely refuses to flirt with the venerable monk.

Xitan lets out a long sigh, thinking she'll be fine once her memories return.

But after she finally gets them back, Yue Lingge runs away!

With all her memories restored, her conscience begins to torment her.

She scolds herself for being a beast, tricking anyone she wanted, but choosing to trick him!

Consumed by regret, every day she wakes up wishing she could slap herself.

To improve her cultivation, forget the monk, and move on from her heartbreak,

Yue Lingge starts looking for new fish for her harem pond.

Xitan intercepts her list of prospects, and Xitan begins to completely lose it.

*

Years later, everyone asks Yue Lingge:

"Elder Yue, how did you manage to be in the Hehuan Sect and still have only one fish in your pond?"

She glances at the gloomy Xitan beside her.

Yue Lingge gives a weary smile. "Thanks for asking. My pond exploded."

Theme: Respect your teachers, honor the elderly, and cherish the young