Yue Xiaobai loved her junior fellow disciple more than anyone.
Her junior was named Wu Yuyu. From the day she brought him back to the sect, he stuck close behind her, looking up at her with round eyes and calling her "Senior Sister" again and again. He kept calling her that as he grew up.
By the time she'd lost count of how many times her little junior had called her Senior Sister, he was dead, murdered by her own hand.
There was only one reason: he was so talented that she couldn't help but envy him.
No matter how difficult the spell, no matter how complicated the scripture, he only had to look once to understand it.
How could she, as his senior, save face under those circumstances?
So she killed him.
On the day of her little junior's funeral, Yue Xiaobai cried bitterly.
She truly understood that from then on, no one would ever follow behind her again. No one would ever call her Senior Sister so sweetly again.
She regretted it. She wanted her little junior back.
On the seventh night after his death, someone gently knocked on her door.
"Senior Sister, why won't you open the door? I heard you down below saying you wanted me to come back, so I came back."
Yue Xiaobai trembled under the covers.
"Senior Sister, who killed me? Can you help me find the culprit?" her little junior asked, bewildered.
"..."
That's right, Yue Xiaobai remembered. He couldn't possibly know who had killed him, because his eyes had been blindfolded before he died.
She opened the door.
Unable to tell whether she felt terror or joy, Yue Xiaobai threw her arms around him and choked out, "Little Fish, I missed you so much. I'll definitely help you find the culprit."
In a corner beyond her sight, her little junior's face curled into a sinister smile. "Of course I trust you, Senior Sister."
So it definitely wasn't Senior Sister who killed me, right?
Later, the truth came out. When her junior questioned her, Yue Xiaobai naturally denied everything to the bitter end.
But his thirst for revenge was too strong. Just as Yue Xiaobai thought she was about to lose her life, he made her cry.
Only then did Yue Xiaobai realize that her junior was no longer a harmless, weak ghost. He had become something far more powerful: an evil spirit.
And once an evil spirit has tasted sex, what follows is an incredibly intense heat that lasts for a whole month.
Lying on the bed, crying until she was breathless, Yue Xiaobai regretted it so much she could have kicked herself.
[Reader's Guide]
1. The heroine is twenty-four, the hero is eighteen, and they have a six-year age gap. Older woman-younger man romance. The worldbuilding is original and relatively low-magic.
2. A seemingly aloof and reliable senior sister who's actually adorable x a male ghost junior whose senior sister raised him all wrong, with a hot face and a shameless mouth, never satisfied.
3. Includes some animalistic traits, and neither lead is perfect.
4. Hope you enjoy reading!
--Next book, My Husband Can't Possibly Be a Demon Lord!, please add it to your favorites!★
As a mortal, Zong Wan never imagined she could marry a cultivator.
After all, the match seemed absurdly unequal in every way.
She was just the daughter of an innkeeper. Her greatest ambition in life was to inherit her father's rundown inn and then live off him in comfort.
Her husband, Xie Xun, on the other hand, was a renowned sword cultivator in the cultivation world. He had slain countless demons and was an exceptionally rare genius.
And yet this phoenix among men had actually married her.
Zong Wan was rather pleased with the arrangement.
Cultivators were great! She could show him off, and cultivators might even become immortals one day. By extension, that meant she had a husband who could become an immortal!
How wonderful!
Recently, however, she'd heard that a new Demon Lord had taken the throne in the demon realm. He was cruel by nature, driving the other demons to flee in every direction and letting demons wreak havoc in the mortal world. Her husband was always going out to exterminate them.
Zong Wan was worried sick, afraid her bargain husband might get killed one day.
"Is there something wrong with that Demon Lord? Fine, take the throne, but why kill so many demons? And if you're going to kill them, at least clean up the mess!"
Her husband said, "You're right."
"Maybe demons have strong healing powers. I heard a demon can grow a new head if its old one gets cut off. Hey, do you think a demon could survive being minced into paste?"
Her husband said, "I don't know. We can try it."
Her husband said, "You have a great talent for demonic cultivation."
What was he talking about, demonic cultivation? Zong Wan rolled her eyes at him. "I want to become an immortal's wife."
Then one day, people surrounded her inn. The man leading them pointed at her husband and shouted, "That Demon Lord Xie Xun is in there!"
Zong Wan: "!!!"
Hadn't she married a genius sword cultivator!? Impossible! Her husband absolutely couldn't be a Demon Lord!
Her husband smiled. "It seems becoming an immortal's wife is out of the question. How about becoming the Demon Empress?"
Zong Wan: Is it okay if I say no? QAQ
A laid-back, salty-fish girl Demon Lord x a gentle, ghostly man with a domineering patriarchal streak.
Theme: A great tree grows from a tiny sprout; a nine-story tower rises from a heap of earth.
Back in the Past, the Dragon-Proud Protagonist Started Pampering Me Early
What Do I Do When My Archrival Catches Me Doing That?
My Husband Can't Possibly Be a Demon Lord!
My Aloof Boss Is Actually the Jinjiang Server
After Turning into a Cat, I Changed Back in My Rival's Bed
After the Rugged Man Took Me Home
Please Don't Play with the Little Tentacles Using Your Hair
Shi Yulanxi (Musings)
A Western Witch, But in the Cultivation World
Being a Snail in a Strange World [Apocalypse]
The World Is Falling Apart, but the Puppy Is Mending It
We’re All Doing Our Best to Live
Baby, I really want to hook up with you... I suddenly thought of the setting of a witch traveling to the world of immortality some time ago. I searched online to see if there was anything similar, and I happened to find your previous works. So I followed your column and read your other articles (every article is very interesting, totally on my point...), And I really wanted to hook up, but you haven't updated for a long time, and you don't have a scarf... I've been waiting for almost half a month... I saw the poem in your column, and I still wanted to ask weakly... Will you come back... Can I hook up (well, the first half of the poem has your pen name, and the second half... There is a carp character in my pen name, which is really fate...)
Alas, I wish we could not meet again. Come on, teacher! Looks good!!
[Question mark] I finally know why Xiaobai is jealous of Xiaowu
Why do I feel so twisted and pure in love (secretly cool)
I like the bad female protagonist who will never leave the male protagonist 🐶
The logic of this chapter is a bit confusing and too detailed, but the male and female protagonists are so interesting.
How come this makes it seem like the heroine is the founder and the senior sister, but after all, there are other factions?
Hahaha, senior sister stabbed me, junior brother: she touched me
I felt a little passive after I came in. In fact, the cp compatibility is very delicious, but sometimes the heroine's character is a bit difficult to stand up, but the protagonist is indeed difficult to write.
There will be a very sour feeling during the ambiguous period, oh, that's how childhood sweethearts are (nod)