The Demon Cult Is as Unhinged as Ever

Bai Yuanxiu has a sworn enemy, a guy who’s as cold as a block of ice. Bai Yuanxiu has just one word for him: “Pretentious.” Bai Yuanxiu is the right-hand protector of the demonic sect, and his sworn enemy is the left-hand protector. One wears black from head to toe, while the other is wrapped in white. In every way, inside and out, they’re complete opposites. “Childish.” “You never take anything seriously.” “That’s all you’ve got?” Bai Yuanxiu can’t take it anymore. “I’m warning you, don’t think I won’t hit you.” His sworn enemy folds his hands behind his back and sneers. “Hmph.” Bai Yuanxiu: ? Bai Yuanxiu: “Prepare to die!” They’ve been fighting since the day they first met, and have kept it up for more than a decade. Eventually, they’re as destructive as a husky tearing up the house. Just when everyone in the demonic sect is about to go broke repairing their homes, Bai Yuanxiu finally settles down. He’s fallen in love. His lover is sweet and gentle, like a piece of fruit candy chilled on a summer day. Just thinking about them makes Bai Yuanxiu’s heart feel sweet all over. With such an adorable lover, Bai Yuanxiu can’t bring himself to admit he’s part of the demonic sect. He keeps his secret identity under wraps and dutifully plays the part of a chivalrous hero. Until one day, he comes home from a work trip and catches his darling lover in the middle of revealing their secret identity. Bai Yuanxiu: ? Xiao Qing: ? “Why is it you?!?!” Content warnings: 1. The top has a tendency to cry uncontrollably, but he’s not a crybaby. 2. Both the top and bottom have double standards. 3. No big bad or grand conspiracy. This is just a fluffy romp where everyone in the martial world acts like an idiot! Take a look at my upcoming story, too. Next up is an insectoid sci-fi idea, The Years of Raising a Possessive Lunatic, a story about two crazies. **The unhinged version: I’m a rare, high-ranking male insect. I should be enjoying a carefree life of luxury and gliding straight to the top. But my life took a sharp turn on the day I came of age. The Federation’s central system assigned me a female insect, and the crazy part is, she’s only a low-ranking B-class insect. Even crazier, she killed me. Three times in a row. That’s right, my spouse is a lunatic. Bad news: I’m reborn again, and that insect is waiting for me at home. Good news: He doesn’t know I’m a lunatic, too. **The normal version: Morris was reborn three times. First life: A typical, spoiled male insect from this world. Second life: A classic gentle male insect who transmigrated here. Third life: A self-reliant male insect who threw himself into building a career. And his spouse racked up a triple kill. Now Morris has been reborn for the third time. He decides to let loose. Waking in the middle of the night, Morris sees a figure standing beside the bed, a flash of cold light glinting between their fingers. Morris shuts his eyes, rolls over under the covers, and says, “Had a good look? Then get out and shut the door.” The female insect: ? Under a blood-red sunset, the female insect stares at Morris with a sinister look. “You went to Blossomfall Avenue today. What were you doing there? Was it a date?” Morris: … Wasn’t the date with you? Morris props his chin on one hand. “It was a date. What, are you going to lock me up? Lock me up and [beep], then [beep], and then [beep]?” “Please stop...” The female insect’s ears turn bright red. “I never, never thought of doing that...” Morris: Hmph. Later, the female insect slips into Morris’s room again without a sound, but only cautiously takes hold of the hem of his clothes. His eyes full of sorrow, the female insect begs, “Please... don’t throw me away.” Morris pulls him into his arms. “All right, all right. Shut up and sleep.” The female insect nuzzles closer, secretly hooks a finger around Morris’s little finger, and falls asleep with a blissful expression. But Morris opens his eyes in the dark. Looking at the female insect nestled in his arms, he curls his lips into a faint smile. “Damoniz, what do you want?” “I only want you to be safe and happy.” “Stop pretending to be obedient. Say what you really want.” “...I want you. I’ve always wanted only you.” Theme: There’s no need to hide your true feelings