[My friend's upcoming novel, The Whole Cultivation World Is Seeking Justice for Me, by Xueshu Qian Deng. If you're interested, go check it out!]
Xiang Zhuo is the most respected Alpha in the Empire, not only because he is the heir to the throne, but also because of his extraordinary good looks and his SSS-rank physical and mental abilities.
But His Highness the Prince is unhappy every single day.
Because he has to marry someone he doesn't know and has never even met.
He already has someone in his heart. He wants to break off the engagement!
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Bo Qing has been granted an arranged marriage.
His betrothed is supposedly the Imperial Crown Prince, and their genetic compatibility is an astonishing 99.9%.
Faced with such an incredible stroke of luck, an ordinary Omega would already be overjoyed.
But Bo Qing isn't an ordinary Omega.
He heard that the prince keeps clamoring to break off the engagement.
What a coincidence. He doesn't want to marry him either.
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At last, His Majesty the King agreed to grant Xiang Zhuo's request to end the engagement.
Xiang Zhuo: Don't blame me. I have someone I like, and I absolutely can't marry you.
Bo Qing: I don't blame you.
Xiang Zhuo: I want to break off our engagement.
Bo Qing: Fine, as long as you don't expose the fact that I disguise myself as a Beta and fight in the underground arena.
Xiang Zhuo [eyes wide in shock]: What?
Everyone in the royal court knows that the prince's beloved is the Beta he met in the underground arena.
The only person who could match him, and the only one whose mech battles with him were truly exhilarating.
He'd beaten every Alpha to a pulp, but this Beta was different.
His Majesty the King looked at his pitiful son, the Crown Prince, who had once again come to beg for a new betrothal without a care for royal dignity. The old king thought, This Eternal Empire really is easy to see the end of.
A lone wolf becomes a loyal puppy.
The Empire's heir, a human weapon with a goofy side, loyal-dog gong x a beloved, dog-taming shou
Reading guide:
1. The gong's beloved is the shou. There is no third person.
2. The shou is mildly beloved by all. Mindless, satisfying fluff.
3. One-on-one romance, happy ending.
4. A writing exercise.
The Whole Cultivation World Is Seeking Justice for Me by Xueshu Qian Deng
A well-behaved yet mischievous shou x a tragic widower gong who willingly lets his disciple deceive his heart, body, and feelings
Disciple shou x Master gong
In the 263rd year of the Tianji Era
Yun Zhao colluded with the demons, murdered his friends and family, and disregarded the truce between the Three Realms, seeking to bring about the world's destruction. His master, He Hansheng, put righteousness above family, pierced the villain's heart with a single sword, and slew him atop the Mirror Platform. What a satisfying victory!
Yun Zhao struggled to his feet before everyone's wary eyes...
And kissed He Hansheng!?
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Fourteen years later, in the 277th year of the Tianji Era
Yun Zhao woke up to find himself reborn in the body of a low-ranking disciple. The young disciple, He Xinxin, had been born a fool, but was extraordinarily beautiful. More importantly, when Yun Zhao woke, he discovered that the entire cultivation world was singing his praises...
"The Realman Yun Zhao put himself in the heart of the scheme and exhausted himself for the greater good. If he hadn't lured the demon army into the cultivation world, how could we have stormed the demon world's stronghold so easily and crippled its forces?"
"Realman Yun Zhao endured humiliation and hardship. He is a model for us all."
"Those Realman Yun Zhao supposedly killed were all put into a deep sleep out of his great compassion, to keep them safe from the danger of the apocalyptic war. They all awoke after the war ended, but Realman Yun Zhao perished. Our hearts ache!"
"When his master, He Hansheng, learned the truth, he wept day and night until he went blind. Now he covers his eyes with white silk every day. How tragic!"
Yun Zhao: "..."
Forget everything else, what do you mean He Hansheng wept day and night!?
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The young disciple He Xinxin had poor natural talent and couldn't master any aspect of cultivation. Yet at the apprenticeship ceremony, he made He Hansheng rise from his high seat.
A gentle breeze suddenly stirred, carrying a faint bitter fragrance. A celestial lord with white silk over his eyes reached out, his right hand trembling as he firmly took the young disciple's hand. His voice was low and hoarse:
"Would you still be willing to take me as your master?"
That kiss became the inner demon of his life.
Theme: Keep a clear head at all times
Happy National Day, teacher!
I don't know why the updates always don't remind me, but I know the updates as soon as the teacher replies, hehe
Wow wow wow, is this going to be lost?!!