The Dream of Three Hundred Million Rugged Men [Quick Transmigration]

Xia Xian was a mountain spirit. After years of quiet cultivation, she was still just a step away from ascending. By chance, a senior gave her a pointer: perhaps experiencing a little human romance would help her break through.

Perhaps because she was born in the mountains, Xia Xian loved men as steady and rugged as them best. After looking around a few small worlds, she set off to gain experience.

How hard could it be to make a rugged man fall in love with her?

World One: Coal Boss X Someone Else's Canary

Wu Jingshan thought there might be something wrong with him. Other coal bosses who'd made their fortunes alongside him loved showering little starlets with gifts. Wu Jingshan just found it pointless and a waste of time that could be spent making money.

That was until one day at a drinking party, he saw the little secretary beside Mr. Wang. She had a sweet, obedient smile and was still a college student. Because her stomach was bad and she couldn't drink with the clients, Mr. Wang had sent her outside to stand in the freezing cold.

Wu Jingshan ambled over, "just happening to pass by," and casually asked, "Want to come work for my company?"

The little secretary looked up at him pitifully. Her eyes were full of longing, but she shook her head.

The second time, Wu Jingshan asked again, "Are you really not coming to work for me?"

Bullied one too many times, the little secretary finally "couldn't hold back" and buried her face against Wu Jingshan's shoulder, her voice trembling with tears. "Mr. Wu, actually... I'm Mr. Wang's canary."

Her tears fell against his chest, cold enough to jolt Wu Jingshan.

A canary... So what if she was a canary? Mr. Wang was a notorious womanizer, and he could keep one too, couldn't he?

Wu Jingshan: Just you wait, I'll take her by force... take... That bastard Wang Qiming is practically bankrupt already, so why is he still clinging to his little secretary!

Unable to wait any longer, Wu Jingshan could only grit his teeth and secretly sleep with someone else's canary.

The poor canary was "completely oblivious." The coal boss who'd been mooching off him had his way with him, leaving him dazed and glassy-eyed. He still had to comfort the "disheartened" man: "It's okay if you go bankrupt. I'll go drink with Mr. Wang tomorrow and make sure I get enough money to support you..."

Later, after finally getting the upper hand, Wu Jingshan wished he could tie his canary to his belt every day. After all... after all... he knew best how he'd gotten to where he was.

Canary: Every time I talk a little too long with some other Mr. Whatever, Mr. Wu comes back and tries even harder that night. He... he likes that...?

World Two: Sword Cultivator X Buddhist

At first, He Xiang thought the teammate joining him on this training trip would be a bit of a nuisance. It was said that the Buddhist had been born with the cultivation of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, but his body was frail as a child, so he'd stayed in the Buddhist pagoda to cultivate under protection until he was old enough to think for himself.

Before they set out, his master repeatedly reminded him that the Buddhist was innocent and naive, and that the sect had entrusted him with looking after the young man.

But He Xiang had never seen a cultivator so delicate. Even a cup of Immortal-Raising Herb wine could get him drunk.

And when he was drunk, he babbled nonsense: "Lay Buddhist He, your arms are so strong. Lay Buddhist He, you're so sturdy. Lay Buddhist He, you look so handsome when you practice swordsmanship..."

At dawn the next day, He Xiang began his usual routine of swinging his sword three thousand times beneath the rising sun. For some reason, this time he took off his shirt and practiced bare-chested.

Unfortunately, the Buddhist who'd been so sweet with his praise the night before merely closed his eyes and recited sutras.

The sacred chant grated on He Xiang's ears. He couldn't help glancing at the Immortal-Raising Herb. If only they could share another drink...

World Three: Big Brother X Male Nurse

This is my sixth time at this hospital this month, and the nurse looking after me is still that young guy. When he smiles, he gets two little dimples.

As usual, I teased him until the little nurse burst out laughing.

A male doctor stormed in and said to the young nurse, "You're at work. Act serious." He shot me a glance and left.

I asked the young nurse, "Who was that? Why's he so fierce?"

The young nurse said, "Oh, that's my older brother. He's your attending physician too."

"He's the one doing your surgery later."

World Four: Young General X The Tyrant's Male Empress

The young general, humiliated by the tyrant and sent to guard the Cold Palace, stroked the male empress's blindingly pale back. "Is this all you know how to do, fool people with that body of yours?"

His calloused hand sent an uncontrollable shiver through the other man. The aloof empress's eyes were already red, yet he refused to lose the argument. "Aren't you the one I fooled into coming here?"

World Five: Hunter X Sickly Scholar

Everyone said the hunter in the mountains was fierce and domineering, but the scholar thought rumors weren't always true. After all, what harm could there be in a man who came by every day to fetch water and chop wood for him, and even wanted to wash his underwear?

One day, a sudden downpour caught them on the mountain, and they had no choice but to take shelter in a cave with the hunter.

Scholar: "I got the fire striker wet. I'm so cold."

The hunter immediately took off all his clothes, leaving only his trousers. "Sir, please put these on. You can't afford to catch a chill."

The foolish hunter shivered with cold as the scholar reluctantly took out the fire striker and lit a fire. "Aren't you going to ask why the fire striker works again?"

Hunter: "You're a scholar, sir. Scholars always have their reasons."

In the East stood a divine mountain. Ten thousand years ago, it grew lonely, so it patiently gathered the essence of ten thousand years and drew on the wonders of heaven and earth to bring forth a mountain spirit. It then lovingly cared for him for a thousand years, until he gained sentience.

To help the mountain spirit truly break free of his mountain-born nature, the divine mountain erased its own memories and accompanied him through countless worlds and lifetimes. When they returned, the mountain-like man clutched his chest, panting with anger. Even a true stone like him had been swept off his feet by the mountain spirit. How could this heartless little thing find it so hard to fall in love?

Theme: Love can work miracles