After I Transmigrated into a Book, I Drove My Master to Madness

Wen Bai, a meek and rule-abiding wage slave in the modern world, closed her eyes and opened them to find she had successfully transmigrated into a book, becoming the heroine of a tragic romance about a master and disciple that she had read in her previous life.

Faced with a rival who was doing everything she could to frame her, and the Heavenly Emperor, who saw her as a tribulation in the life of the Sovereign, Comrade Wen Bai assessed the situation, took up a megaphone, and announced to all of Heaven:

"Once a master, forever a father! My master has taught me the Dao, passed on his knowledge, and answered my questions. His kindness is as weighty as a mountain. From now on, Sovereign Cang Ling is my second dad!"

The System let out a piercing shriek: "OOC alert! OOC alert! As punishment for the Host's inappropriate remarks, the System hereby imposes a deluxe three-day silence package!"

Wen Bai sighed to herself. "I know. I was just fantasizing."

Guided by the principle that she had to be self-reliant and couldn't depend on the male lead, Wen Bai devoted herself to cultivation. She made modest progress in the Dao, and her OOC function was unfrozen as well. At last, she used an unprecedented catastrophe that engulfed all four realms to successfully fake her death and escape.

But when she came back to life and checked her stats, she discovered that the affection she'd once struggled to raise, racking her brains and sacrificing her dignity for painfully slow gains, had, while she was away faking her death,

gone through the roof?!!!

And her death had brought the truth about the Immortal and Demon realms, buried for millions of years, to light. The Heavenly Emperor was not the Heavenly Emperor, and the Demon Lord was not the Demon Lord.

The four realms descended into chaos, with pandemonium everywhere.

Wen Bai's inner monologue: I freaking came here because I just wanted to lie flat, live carefree, and be surrounded by handsome men (not really). How is this my fault?

Forced to return to the male lead's side, she thought she'd give the poor guy a proper pep talk before making her escape. But the male lead, once a lofty and selfless paragon of love, had fallen to the demonic path. When she saw him again, he was nothing like he used to be.

Cang Ling pinned both her hands in his grip. The corners of his eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse. "Wen Bai, it was all my fault. Don't leave again, all right?"

Warnings: 1. This is my first novel, so please forgive any shortcomings!

2. It's a silly comedy, and the logic won't hold up under scrutiny. Just enjoy the laughs!

Theme: Love with all your heart, and hold nothing back.