After Failing to Win Over the Immortal Lord, We Became Empathically Linked

[She Runs, He Pursues, and She Can't Escape!]

A solid-brick heroine x a honeycomb-coal hero

Ning Xuan was a nobody in the Hehuan Sect until one day, when she drew the only Grade A mission the sect had seen in three hundred years.

"Win over Lu Zhiheng, the leading disciple of the immortal sects."

Seduction? Who in the Hehuan Sect didn't know how to do that?

Except Ning Xuan was found out on the very first day...!

Lu Zhiheng was cold and hard-hearted, with no interest in women. He treated her only as a hand-warmer, never crossing the line even when they shared a bed. After failing time and time again, then trying again, she finally managed to drug him on her third attempt and get away.

On the run, Ning Xuan was plagued by nightmares.

The man's low voice sounded as clear as if it were right beside her ear. The slow, wandering touch on her body felt utterly real, like a damp, slick snake tightening around her until she could barely breathe and her heart pounded wildly.

On the second day of her escape, Ning Xuan's face was flushed, and she was sweating nonstop. A piercing itch burst from her abdomen, and her legs trembled so badly she couldn't walk.

She had no choice but to risk being tracked and send a message to Lu Zhiheng.

"What exactly did you do to me?!"

Lu Zhiheng calmly crushed the messenger bird into powder.

"I only did to you what you did to me. Is that enough to make you fly into a rage out of embarrassment?"

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Lu Zhiheng was the foremost among the immortal sect disciples, the future leader of the immortal world. He was destined for boundless glory. Only the elders knew he was afflicted with a cold poison that no medicine could cure.

While traveling down the mountain, Lu Zhiheng met a woman as fiery as a flame, a perfect remedy for his cold poison.

She coaxed him, lied to him, tempted him, and repeatedly claimed she admired him, only to leave without a word after a night of passion.

His spiritual meridians grew sluggish, and his powers gradually faded. These signs were all consistent with the Hehuan Sect's cultivation techniques, and at last Lu Zhiheng understood her purpose.

The room was in disarray, and a faint, lingering scent of passion still hung in the air. The memories of last night's intimacy cut through his chest like a sharp sword. How utterly ironic.

He looked at the bloodstain on the bed, and a talisman slowly appeared in his palm.

Once the talisman burned away, he and she would share their senses and be bound together in life and death.

No matter where she went in this vast world, she would never escape his grasp.

P.S. Both are virgins, one-on-one, happy ending.

A little promo for my upcoming novel, Ji Yu

Woman disguised as a man / adored by all / court politics

He Jiyu was born into a poor family and entered the imperial examinations as a woman.

At first, it was only to stay alive. But later, carried along by the tide, she somehow became a top-ranked candidate, then rose step by step from a sixth-rank compiler to the chief minister. Her power and remarkable career left scholars across the realm in awe.

One year, the Imperial College interviewed distinguished alumni.

Question: "As her former classmates, what do you think allowed He Jiyu to navigate the shifting currents of officialdom for so many years, escaping danger every time?"

Handsome Man A said she was calculating.

Handsome Man B said she was ruthless.

Handsome Man C said she was wise enough to seem foolish.

He Jiyu blushed slightly and accepted all the wildly differing appraisals from the handsome men.

Outsiders called her henpecked, and she never denied it. She only wrapped an arm around a slender waist in bed and complained pitifully, "Why do you think I work so hard to build my career? It's all for you!"

Reading guide: There's no doubt the heroine is a shameless horndog. She pursues her career and men at the same time.

Theme: Sincerity deserves sincerity.