I Faked My Death After Kissing My Archrival, the Villain

【The main story is expected to wrap up during the National Day holiday. Next up: I Lost My Memory After Forcing My Enemy to Be Mine. Please add it to your library!】 ★ An absentminded, sunny sword cultivator x a proud, jealous talisman cultivator with overwhelming possessiveness Ning Suihe transmigrated into a dog-blooded cultivation novel as its top sword cultivator. The person she disliked most was the top disciple from the neighboring sect, Xie Zhao. He held grudges, looked down on everyone, and was devious and treacherous… not to mention the biggest villain in the original story. On her first day after transmigrating into the book, that bastard tried to steal the spirit lotus she was guarding. Did he really think she was just a disposable character?! Ning Suihe ground her teeth and clung to Xie Zhao, wielding the heavenly lightning of her Golden Core stage. From then on, they were at each other’s throats whenever they met. Later, chaos engulfed the cultivation world. Ning Suihe was preparing to fake her death and escape when, just before leaving, she came up with a brilliant way to get back at Xie Zhao. She hooked an arm around Xie Zhao’s neck and used all her strength to kiss him. Then she put on a fake show of sincerity: “Actually, I… have liked you for a long time…” And then she dropped dead. - Thinking of Xie Zhao’s stupid expression at the time, Ning Suihe laughed with her hands on her hips as she came back to life in some remote place. She hadn’t expected to see him again, but as soon as she stepped outside, Xie Zhao appeared out of nowhere and cornered her. Years had passed, but he looked even closer to the edge than when he’d been possessed by demonic energy. Xie Zhao gripped her chin and moved in forcefully. “What did you mean by kissing me?” Feeling his burning warmth, Ning Suihe fell silent for a moment. Uh-oh. She’d taken the joke too far. - 【Reader's guide】 1. The female lead is the strongest. 2. No romantic storylines for the disciples, apart from the two leads and the original story’s protagonists. 3. No System. Blurb dated April 15, 2025. Upcoming story: I Lost My Memory After Forcing My Enemy to Be Mine ★ A short-tempered, proud god’s scion vs. a sweet, gentle, obsessive man who’s black on the inside 1. The mortal world fell into chaos. Bian Huixing, the first god’s scion of the Immortal Realm, disciple of the Thunder Ancestor and a troublemaking menace, needed just one more trial to become a god, so she was sent down to the mortal world. Unfamiliar with the mortal realm, the Immortal Realm recommended a Buddhist disciple who was about to attain immortality to accompany her. Everyone said he was gentle as jade and compassionate toward all beings. Bian Huixing watched the young Buddhist monk raise his head from a mountain of corpses. When he met her gaze, he calmly wiped the blood from his cheek. Guan Zhi spoke gently. “Be careful. Don’t get blood on your clothes. It’s hard to wash out.” Bian Huixing: “…” So the rumors really were false. 2. With nothing better to do, she decided to flirt with Guan Zhi every now and then. As time went by, Bian Huixing suddenly realized that she and Guan Zhi, two sworn enemies who couldn’t stand the sight of each other, had developed feelings for one another. Before returning to the divine realm, Bian Huixing figured she couldn’t leave without making the most of her visit, so she half-seduced and half-forced Guan Zhi into a wild night in the Buddhist hall. The usually cool and gentle monk kept his eyes closed and resisted, but in the end, he still surrendered, his lashes trembling as he pleaded: “…Don’t forget me.” 3. Guan Zhi hated two things most: cultivators, and those who preyed on the weak. In his eyes, Bian Huixing was guilty of both. When he realized he liked her, Guan Zhi was silent for a long time, then let out a cold laugh. But even he hadn’t expected that during the decades he and Bian Huixing were separated by the heavens, he would recall that night in the Buddhist hall countless times: incense smoke coiling, prayer flags fluttering. Though he hadn’t dared open his eyes, he could feel every movement Bian Huixing made against him. Under the merciful gaze of the giant Buddha, he had felt ashamed, tormented, and overwhelmed, as well as… a thrill and excitement unlike anything he’d ever known. Through endless suffering, he finally ascended. At last, he saw the person who had occupied his every thought. She was still arrogant and unruly, walking past all the immortals bowing to her without so much as a glance, until she stopped in front of Guan Zhi. Under Guan Zhi’s nearly lovesick gaze, Bian Huixing raised her chin and said coldly, “Who are you? You’re in my way.” His beautiful dream shattered. Amid the humiliation, Guan Zhi restrained himself and lowered his eyes. In the end, she had forgotten him. Liar. Theme: Hold on to your original aspirations.