The Most Hated One in the Cultivation World Finds a Worm Mother Halo

Qin Zhi was born with a damaged spiritual root. Fortunately, he had a pretty face.

His mother had told him since he was little:

"Zhizhi, I'm mortal. I can't protect you for the rest of your life. You have to make other people like you, understand?"

He nodded through his tears, but all his efforts earned him nothing but ridicule.

His cousins on his aunt's side tricked him into a cave and used him as bait to lure a demon beast. The worst time, they even pushed him off a cliff. As he fell, he heard laughter above him:

"That idiot really thought we liked him, didn't he?"

One night, word came that his mother was gravely ill.

Qin Zhi broke the sect's rules and went down the mountain in the middle of the night, but ran into demons along the way.

He lay in a pool of blood, not crying, when he saw a transparent, soft-shelled demon core roll slowly to his hand.

Qin Zhi bit down and crushed it.

When he opened his eyes again, he had been reborn on the very first day he entered Shenyin Sect.

In this life, Qin Zhi only wants to grow strong and rely on no one.

But his dantian aches faintly, and he absorbs spiritual energy more than ten times faster than an ordinary person, so fast that even he is afraid. On the day he reached the first level of Qi Refining, a voice suddenly rang in his mind:

"Congratulations, Host. The Beloved Worm Mother Aura has been successfully bound."

"Current Mimic Worm Mother rank: Inferior White, F-rank."

The Beloved Worm Mother Aura... What is that?

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After being reborn, Qin Zhi learns that he is a universally hated cannon-fodder foil in a dark cultivation novel. And the so-called path to immortality is a lie from beginning to end.

Foundation-Building Pills are insect eggs, and spiritual energy is nourishment.

The cultivators who crossed the tribulation and ascended had long since been devoured by the insect race, which now wore human skin and continued to reproduce.

The insect race has a breeding season every year.

During the breeding season, they cannot maintain human form and are often mistaken for cultivators possessed by demons.

Ordinary human partners cannot satisfy their needs. Only by finding a Worm Mother and receiving her comfort, or by enduring the breeding season in seclusion, can they continue to maintain human form.

In the novel's original plot, the protagonist Wang Xuecheng accidentally ate an egg from a low-level Worm Mother and awakened a soothing power that could ease cultivators' mental anguish. The great cultivation sects treasured him, fought over him, and made him the cultivation world's brightest, most adored beloved.

But the "demon core" Qin Zhi has eaten is far more terrifying: an egg from the Primordial Worm Mother. It can soothe all male insects at once and even has the ability to give birth to the entire insect race.

A monster. He's simply a monster...

Qin Zhi touches his dantian through his stomach, suddenly frightened. The more he cultivates, the higher his Mimic Worm Mother rank becomes, and the more those cultivators who have already started transforming into insects crave him.

Does he really have to keep cultivating?

He doesn't want to become a monster.

Run. He has to run!

Anywhere will do. He has to find a way to take his mother with him.

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Kan Polan should never have fallen for that nephew from the Jiang family.

That idiot had nothing going for him but a pretty face. He didn't even know how to hide his ambition; it was written all over his eyes.

Every morning, the youth came to serve him at his residence right on time, brewing tea, polishing his sword, and secretly weaving a sword tassel to hang on it, convinced no one would notice.

Whenever Kan looked at him coldly, the boy's fair, soft face would turn red, the blush spreading bit by bit like a ripe persimmon.

Anyone could see that the boy liked him.

But he cultivated the Supreme Unfeeling Sword Art.

It was all a mess. His swordsmanship was a mess, and his heart... was a mess, too.

The Great Way was unfeeling, and so should he be.

Even though he knew the youth was being bullied and harassed, he sat as still as a bell and watched coldly.

But before long, those people began flocking to become the boy's willing servants.

When he saw tears filling the eyes that had once gazed at him with such loving admiration, when he heard the boy sobbing softly again and again, calling his name...

Kan Polan's Adam's apple bobbed, as though he were desperately holding something back. A violent tearing sensation ran through his back. Beneath his skin, his bones shifted and rearranged themselves with a grating, nauseating crackle.

He gripped his sword hilt so tightly his knuckles turned white, veins bulging at his temples.

But a pair of insect limbs still pushed out uncontrollably beneath his shoulder blades. Their black shells gleamed like cold iron, and clear, viscous fluid dripped from their sharp tips. Inch by inch, they tore through his clothes, and with them, his desire.

The man spoke a few cold, heavy words:

"Zhizhi, come here."

[Reader's Guide]

1. Dark insect-race cultivation story with angsty, melodramatic romance. Universally hated on the surface but adored by everyone underneath: a stubborn, pitiful shou x wicked, all-powerful cultivators (high-ranking male insects).

2. Everyone has unrequited feelings for the shou, while claiming not to care and acting otherwise. The class divide is enormous, and the relationships are unequal.

3. Contains some disturbing, inhuman descriptions. The level is about the same as in the blurb. All the gong characters are sexually inexperienced, and there is a designated main gong.

Content warnings:

1. Includes humiliation and pursuit. Readers with extreme preferences should proceed with caution.

2. Includes a lot of face-slapping and scenes where the gong characters end up falling for the shou. Everyone resents everyone else: they resent the moon for not shining only on them, and resent it for not shining on them alone.

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2025/11/25

Theme: In this life, I won't let anyone prey on me again