After Being Reborn, the Female Lead Starts Her Road to Redemption

The upcoming story should be The Master Always Thinks I'm Plotting Against Her: an upright, overachieving disciple x a master who makes up her own love story. Pure sweetness, a lighthearted ensemble cast. --------------------Story Blurb-------------------- After transmigrating into a book, I fell in love with my target, Ling Aorui. She was the heroine: powerful, beautiful, and as pure as the moon and a cool breeze. Blindness was practically her only flaw. After losing her sight, she became insecure and sensitive, and tried to take her own life several times. I saved her each time. I made a deal with the System and cured her eyes. The price was a short life: I wouldn't live more than ten years. I wasn't afraid. She said she would marry me and share a life-binding curse with me. But I overestimated how much she loved me. After her eyes were healed, she returned to the top of the immortal realm. The scions of noble families who had once ignored her all came flocking to curry favor, including the demonic enchantress Hua Jiaolian, who had once been her sworn enemy. The two fought from morning to night, and then from night to morning again. When the enchantress was on the verge of death, she wrapped an arm around Ling Aorui's waist and planted a kiss on her in revenge. Ling Aorui's eyes flew wide open. It was a mess of melodrama, absurdity, and mistaken intentions. The enchantress survived, and Ling Aorui placed a life-binding curse on her and moved her into Ruiqing Palace, the bridal home that had been meant for me and Ling Aorui. She said to me, "I'm sorry, Qingqing. I love you, but I can't leave her alone." She stayed by the enchantress's bedside, tending to her with every care and making sure she wanted for nothing. I thought, so she is capable of loving someone. Then what were we before? I leapt from the Immortal Execution Platform. When I woke again, I was back on the day I had transmigrated. The System was chattering away, but I restrained it and said, "Never mind. I want to pick someone else." * Yu Yan had spent a thousand years ascending to immortality. With nothing to do in the heavens, she secretly transformed herself into an ordinary cultivator and came to the immortal realm for a look around. Although it was only an avatar, she had quite an impressive identity: the long-established powerhouse Minghuai Immortal Venerable. This venerable immortal was famous for cultivating the path of heartlessness. Her face was as cold as frost, she was composed and self-controlled, and she hated getting involved with other people. That was exactly what Yu Yan wanted: immortals and mortals belonged to different worlds, and she could keep to herself. Who knew that not long after she arrived, a voice would ring out from the heavens? She had descended to the mortal world without permission and would have to undergo a tribulation of love before she could return. P.S. The main story is written in third person. --------------------Upcoming Story Blurb-------------------- After transmigrating into a book, Jiang Qianxun wanted nothing but to ascend to immortality. Compared with studying for ten years to take the college entrance exam, fighting for a spot among countless candidates, then competing over family connections, background, and social skills after graduation, cultivation was the simplest and most direct career path. All it required was talent and diligence, with no unnecessary complications. She became a disciple of the most powerful person in the immortal realm, Shen Qingchen. Her master was peerlessly graceful, untouched by worldly concerns, and had countless disciples. With a wave of her sleeve, she could turn clouds into rain. To stand out from the others, Jiang Qianxun attended to her with utmost respect. But her attentiveness didn't bring the results she had expected. No matter what she did, her master remained wary of her, looking at her with obvious distance. Even when Jiang Qianxun simply served her tea, Shen Qingchen would make her set it on the table, carefully avoiding any overly intimate contact. Jiang Qianxun was a little sad. But even as she felt down, she thought this was a test from her master. So she rallied, and no matter what setbacks she faced, she kept pushing ahead and never backed down. Until... Once again, she went to see her master by lamplight to ask a question. Her master let her in. Her stunning face was suspiciously flushed as she gritted her teeth and said shyly, "Since you're so persistent, I'll accept your proposal. From now on, I'm your wife." Jiang Qianxun: ? When did I propose? * Shen Qingchen had read some popular stories and knew that transmigration into a book was a thing. The transmigrators came in all kinds. Some wanted to defy their superiors and win over their masters; others plotted to pluck the untouchable flower. They were all terribly bold and outrageous. She happened to be a master, a person of high status, and her disciple was a transmigrator. The truth was obvious. Her disciple was plotting against her. She was the most respected Wuwang Immortal Venerable in the entire immortal realm. Everyone knew she was pure and chaste. If she got caught up in such a romance, she would become a laughingstock. So she had to keep her distance from her disciple. No matter how suggestive the hints, she remained unmoved. But her disciple was far too persistent. Confessions and proposals, over and over. It was exhausting. At her most persistent, she confessed three times in a single day. In the end, Shen Qingchen gave in and decided she might as well accept. But who could have guessed that her disciple would solemnly insist she had never had such intentions? Shen Qingchen smiled faintly. She knew it: this was another one of her disciple's playing-hard-to-get tricks. A workaholic disciple with no interest in romance x A master who misunderstands everything and is lost in her own fantasies every day Theme: When one path doesn't work, try another.