The Beloved Dark Moonlight Always Gets Caught in a Love Triangle

You're a ginkgo tree, honest and sensible, devoted to cultivation, but your progress is slow.

The Heavenly Dao suggested, "Why not try a tribulation of love?"

You tried to apply your limited knowledge of human nature. "Wouldn't it be wrong to meddle with someone else's fate?"

The Heavenly Dao smiled. "Then just find people who need to undergo a tribulation of love too!"

You thought, That makes sense. We can help each other grow.

So you put on a secret identity and went through a few rounds in the mortal world.

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People say love is the hardest thing to understand.

The Kunlun Sword Sovereign, cold and aloof, the greatest of her generation,

turned white-haired overnight after losing her wife, and willingly stayed in the sword mound, lighting a soul-summoning lamp every day.

The genius of the Medicine Master Valley, arrogant by nature and master of the art of witchcraft,

changed completely after failing to save her beloved, and has been desperately searching for an elixir ever since.

The king of the demon clan, unrestrained and proud, with a bloodthirsty nature,

insisted on leaving the position of Holy Maiden vacant after claiming a throne built on blood, reserving it for the old friend she once knew.

Your evaluation of all this, you, Lu Shushu, the dead wife, the beloved, the old friend, and so on, is:

You're bad at it, so practice more!

We were only helping each other grow. If you can't see through it, you're the one with a problem, right?

After successfully undergoing your tribulation, your cultivation soared.

What you didn't know was that countless people had gone mad over you.

You became their dark moonlight, the one they longed for but could never have, the one who hurt them to touch.

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After faking your death several times and attaining great cultivation, you set out to ascend.

But for some reason, your cultivation disappeared overnight.

Thinking of the "companions" you'd entangled with in the past, you steeled yourself, fashioned a new identity, and went to a secret realm to seek medicine.

On the way, your former "companions," with whom you'd "helped each other grow," began showing up one after another.

The utterly indifferent Sword Sovereign descended from the high platform, her expression as icy as ever, though the corners of her eyes were red. She fixed her gaze on you and said with unquestionable certainty, "Disciple, come back to Kunlun with me."

A subtle heat rose in your lower abdomen. Beside you, a familiar, melodious voice spoke through gritted teeth, dripping with resentment. "Looks like the spell still works. How will you beg me this time?"

At the same time, something soft and furry playfully wound around your waist. The king of the demon clan drew you into her arms and whispered persuasively in your ear, "My darling, I would never blame you. Come back with me."

You: "..."

This probably isn't the right time

to say, "You're bad at it, so practice more."

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Reading Guide:

● BG, heroine-centered, third-person narration.

● The heroine is fundamentally indifferent to morality and love, with her whole heart set on cultivation, but she appears to be a melancholy, aloof beloved, so there will be plenty of descriptions of this sort. She's an unconventional strong heroine. She has no cultivation from the start and will find herself in a passive position.

● There are more than the four male love interests mentioned in the blurb. All male characters are C. They're all clean: every male character who has romantic feelings is clean, by any measure, no matter what their identity, and they will all ultimately fight over the heroine and slam into walls for her.

○ A harem and an adored heroine, in a lighthearted, brain-off story. If you have high standards, please steer clear. The story was first locked shortly after it launched in 2024 and has remained locked ever since. If you saved it before and aren't interested anymore, feel free to remove it from your collection. I'm very sorry 🥹

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A preview of the upcoming story, The Honest Housewife Haunted by an Evil Spirit:

Xi Yuan is honest and unassuming, utterly unremarkable, and incredibly unlucky.

Her one stroke of good fortune was becoming partners with her husband.

Her husband has an impeccable background and appearance, a perfect son of heaven in the eyes of the world. Xi Yuan knows they could never have been together under ordinary circumstances. Their marriage was a twist of fate, and her husband only looks after her out of pity. She doesn't dare hope for more.

After they marry, they treat each other with courtesy and respect.

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Unfortunately, bad luck hasn't left Xi Yuan alone.

One day, she becomes haunted by an evil spirit.

A strange shadow in the mirror, dreams she can't wake from on spring nights, an ankle seized when she tries to flee, something rubbing her neck, slipping into her clothes, licking her earlobe...

Xi Yuan has no other family, so she can only rely more on the husband who is hers in name alone.

But with the evil spirit tormenting her, she doesn't dare tell him what's happening.

When her husband asks with concern, she quietly says, "I'm fine."

Her refined and gentle husband lets his gaze pass over the red mark beneath her collarbone, pauses for a moment, then smiles and says, "That's good."

By day, her husband is thoughtful and restrained, gradually putting Xi Yuan at ease. It seems her life is finally about to get better. By night, however, the evil spirit torments her relentlessly, licking her inch by inch with its invisible form, leaving her too ashamed to speak of it.

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Unable to bear this life any longer, Xi Yuan decides to run away. One night, while her husband is away on a business trip and the evil spirit hasn't arrived yet, she drags out her suitcase and opens the door.

The lights in the hallway flicker, eerie and frightening. A chill rises behind her, prickling her spine, just like every time the evil spirit appears.

She whirls around!

But in the shadows behind her stands her "husband," who should be away on a business trip.

Her "husband's" eyes are deep and almost entirely black. He doesn't move his lips, but his amused voice still reaches her ear:

"...A-Yuan, where are you going?"

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