After Reloading, the Immortal Venerable Turned the Tables on Me

[Born Rebel, Emotionally Clueless x Sweet on the Outside, Dark on the Inside, Then Sweet Again, Despairing Widower]

To complete the mandatory tasks issued by the System, Luo Ning, who had long coveted her master's beauty, accidentally crossed a line with him.

Her master had been widowed for centuries. What was wrong with teasing him?

It was exactly the sort of thing a wicked supporting female character like her should do!

Her retribution came soon enough.

The once-radiant leader of the immortal path went completely mad. His silver-white wings, once belonging to her master, were tainted with demonic energy, and terrifying demonic markings spread across his handsome face. He fell into the filth and became the target of everyone's scorn.

Luo Ning, the sole victim of her master's corruption: Wait, what? Is nobody going to speak up for me?

With her ankles shackled and hidden away in the Immortal Palace, Luo Ning faced her corrupted master's eyes, where desire churned. She wept loudly.

Give her back the gentle, considerate, obedient, always-available mother-hen of a man he used to be!

Reload! She wanted to reload!

She'd never dare provoke her master again!

After reloading, she planned to be a happy, lazy salted fish, bask in the sun, practice alchemy, and lie low in peace until the end.

Her master was still as he had been, like the bright moon and a gentle breeze, upright and noble.

Luo Ning rejoiced: This run is in the bag.

But that person was only pretending to be his usual self.

The reload only turned back time to the point where the plot choices were made. It did not erase her master's memories.

All that darkness that could never see the light, the feelings he could never put into words, and the countless times they had lost themselves in passion...

Every moment was etched vividly in his heart.

This time, he willingly put on the chains and learned to hide away, keeping his twisted love buried.

He would wait until the time was right, until the moment the ferocious beast broke free of its cage.

[Version 2.0]

Her master had always kept an unattainable beloved in his heart.

Luo Ning was curious about what kind of person her master's wife had been. How could a woman not be won over by a master so beautiful and powerful, so considerate and chaste?

After toying with his feelings, she had cruelly abandoned him, leaving him to keep vigil on a lonely peak for a hundred years and drink in the snow and ice for a thousand.

Luo Ning gritted her teeth. Sooner or later, she'd make that wicked woman kneel before her master, weeping and begging forgiveness.

Until one day, she discovered that she was the heartless woman herself.

Help!

Was it still in time to run?

[Bonus Scene]

Luo Ning always felt that her master had been different since the reload.

One bright afternoon, the long-absent System notification came back online.

"Kiss your target by force for 20 seconds."

She sprang up in a panic, only to realize the System's voice hadn't come from her mind.

Ha, she was just scaring herself

Wait, no!

Then where had that mandatory conquest task come from?!

"Countdown: 10 seconds, 9, 8, 7..."

In her panic, someone took her hand. Her master appeared behind her, ears red. "You... heard it?"

The System's voice had come from her master!

Was this lousy System trying to ruin him?

"Then..." He leaned down to her ear, awkward and nervous. "Would you let me?"

#Ran Into A Beautiful, Pure-Hearted Master And Tried With All My Might, But Couldn't Defeat Him#

#Later I Found Out He'd Been Secretly Studying The 108 Ways To Win Someone Over#

#He Used Every Seduction Trick He Had On Her#

Coming next: My Dragon Revenge Has Its Own Rhythm

Cang Lin had been sealed beneath Guiyuan Mountain for a thousand years.

Every part of an Azure Dragon was valuable. As the last Azure Dragon, he had been stripped of his scales and had his heart carved out, his flesh and bones pierced through, and was kept chained in a lightless, icy pool year after year.

He hated the woman who had deceived him more than anything.

Hypocritical and cunning, beautiful and treacherous, heartless and greedy, weak yet vicious.

Yan Yiqing had sweet-talked him and played both sides, tricking him into giving up his protective scale before cutting out his heart. Then she imprisoned him here, using his dragon breath to protect the land's ley lines and ensure her dynasty prospered and her realm endured.

A thousand years had passed, and the wicked curse and shackles she had placed on him were about to fail. Cang Lin would soon regain his freedom.

The first thing he would do then was find her and bite that woman to pieces, brutally, brutally, until she was shattered and couldn't even die.

"But it's been so long. Your enemy must be dead by now."

The speaker was the next priestess, assigned to serve him. What an unlucky girl.

He would break free during her term, overturn mountains and seas, and destroy everything that wicked woman held dear. As the priestess, she would surely be implicated.

Cang Lin felt warmth in his chest, and to his surprise, a pang of pity.

"Don't worry. Maybe she's been reincarnated," the young priestess comforted him. "When you find her, just ask her to give your heart back."

Later, at the priestess's investiture ceremony, she swore an oath to Heaven with her blood. The strange fragrance of her blood, the burning heat in his chest, his agitated body... Everything pointed to the same conclusion:

The person before him was the one he had hated for a thousand years, the one he wanted dead more than anyone.

He'd been deceived again.

*

As a subordinate, the jiao couldn't understand why their master, after finally finding his enemy, didn't kill her or chop her up, but instead liked to keep her cooped up and wrapped around him with his body.

Was revenge supposed to involve rubbing against her with his horns and coiling his tail around her?

Did he really have to wag his tail at his enemy?

Cang Lin said his revenge had its own rhythm.

How would he torment her? Of course, by doing everything she'd once done to him right back to her.

If once wasn't enough, he'd do it a hundred or a thousand times!

Once she had eyes and a heart only for him, he'd cast her aside without mercy. Then his hatred would finally be appeased.

*

A long time later.

Yan Yiqing returned the glazed heart to its owner with her own hands.

The empty, drafty hole in his chest was filled, yet the twisting pain was a hundred times worse than having his heart cut out.

They said every part of an Azure Dragon was a treasure. He had used everything he could take from her: his scales, his blood, his heart. Still, it was too late to change anything.

He knelt in a pool of blood, holding her gradually cooling body as tears of blood fell.

"Don't throw my heart away..."

"Please."

Premise: Life is a journey against the current.