A moonlight-white cat who will have his soul scattered if he doesn't dual-cultivate VS
A black-lotus incubus who will be tormented by desire if he doesn't pet a cat*
Warning! This is a switch couple!
1. The Marriage Immortal, Chu Zixu, personally ties a red string between a nine-tailed cat demon and a furnace-tripod fairy.
He snacks on melon seeds while shipping the little couple in his heart. Every day, he spies on the pair, waiting for them to get it on.
After waiting and waiting, Chu Zixu can't sit still on his little stool anymore.
"Kitty, when are you two going to put on a passionate show? I want to see your big, gleaming muscles."
The nine-tailed cat demon shakes his head like a rattle. "I can't. I must remain faithful to my first wife."
Chu Zixu is bewildered. "I didn't know you had a first wife. Who is it?"
The nine-tailed cat demon points at him. "You, of course!"
Chu Zixu is dumbfounded. "Me? I had no idea."
That's not the only thing Chu Zixu has forgotten:
His true form is a mouse, and he and the little nine-tailed cat first met through a fight. Their natural enmity turned into a childhood friendship, and they cultivated into great demons together before becoming cultivation partners.
Chu Zixu cut corners on his cultivation and ascended in a single day, taking a job at the Matchmaker Shrine in the Celestial Court.
From then on, he and the nine-tailed cat demon were separated by the worlds of immortals and demons.
As the saying goes, the first thing you do after making it in the world is stab your beloved cat in the back.
Once Chu Zixu got a secure job, he instantly became a scummy rat. He forgot he had a cultivation partner and spent all his time setting him up with other people.
Worst of all, he accidentally slept with his partner, then killed him.
And so, Mao Dongtian, chief disciple of the Starcloud Sect and nine-tailed cat demon, passed away at the age of 3,005.
2. After the nine-tailed cat demon Mao Dongtian became a ghost, his sect was destroyed.
Meanwhile, Chu Zixu, the chosen one, blundered his way into becoming the Demon Realm's supreme ruler.
The great demon Chu Zixu leads a horde of demons to party in the underworld, where he encounters a little soul.
The soul wears fluttering white robes, beautiful as a forest of jade trees, untouched by color and exuding effortless grace.
Chu Zixu squints through his demonic eyes, drooling at the corners of his mouth. "This lord is going to abduct a ghost."
The cat ghost quickly catches his drool. "You stinking rat, stop polluting the underworld."
Chu Zixu seizes the chance to grab the cat ghost's hand. "Kitty, I've quit my government job and become a big shot. Come on, I'll take you to the Demon Realm to live in luxury."
The cat ghost flicks his sleeve, shaking off Chu Zixu's hand. Far from being moved, he looks faintly resentful. "Your amnesia is getting worse. Have you forgotten? You killed me with your own hands. I'm a ghost now. How could I leave the underworld?"
Chu Zixu shamelessly grabs the cat ghost's hand again and explains, "I know a secret technique. If you absorb my demonic energy, you can borrow a life in the underworld and return to the mortal realm."
To investigate the truth behind his sect's disbandment, Mao Dongtian reluctantly stays by Chu Zixu's side.
The bedroom in the demon realm is filled with the scent of catnip.
Chu Zixu runs his large hand over Mao Dongtian's snow-white muscles.
"Kitty, what do you think of the body I remade for you?"
Mao Dongtian squirms and gives a little moan. "I'm satisfied~ My lord, I'm not a set of worry beads. Stop rubbing me all over."
"What? I remember you used to love lying on your back and letting me rub your belly. Has your memory gone wrong again?" Chu Zixu gives the base of Mao Dongtian's tail a few hard pinches.
Mao Dongtian yelps in pain and bites Chu Zixu's shoulder.
"Ow! You stupid cat, you bit me again. What's the hurry? This lord will send you demonic energy right away." Chu Zixu tears off his own robe in an instant.
With Chu Zixu's demonic energy flowing into him, the cat ghost Mao Dongtian's cultivation improves by leaps and bounds, but... the process of maintaining his cat-ghost form is a little embarrassing. (Chu Zixu: Don't sweat the small stuff.)
The truth gradually comes to light, and one conspiracy after another is exposed.
Chu Zixu leaps up and slaps the bed. "Someone's plotting against this lord, and someone else is plotting against this lord's kitty? What the hell..."
Mao Dongtian lies by the bedside. "Zixu, be gentle~~"
A cat and a mouse share a bed in a xianxia world!
(Wasn't this supposed to be a revenge story about punishing scumbags? How did it turn into a pay-per-view cat video?)
Reading Notes:
1. Ever since Mao Dongtian came on the scene, they've tried all kinds of positions without a break.
2. Mao Dongtian has complained about his name, but his objections are futile. The Demon Lord picked it at random from a dictionary, as explained in the story.
3. This is a sweet romance dressed in xianxia robes, with fluffy cuddles, cat paws kneading, cat-ear fetishes, and dual cultivation to transfer energy.
4. A chaotic mix of cultivation tropes, with mountains of original worldbuilding. Logic serves the sweet romance! Readers, please don't take it too seriously.
5. One-on-one, both virgins. Dual cultivation ruins your back, and sweet romance ruins your kidneys. Thanks to all the lovely readers for your support.
Coming Soon: "The Turtle in the Wishing Pool Has Become a Spirit"
Fake blind fortune-teller (bottom) VS real mute turtle immortal (top)
Lu Xiaoliu closes his eyes and calculates with his fingers. "Xiao Ba, your muteness can be cured. I have immortal nectar in my mouth. I'll pass it to you every day, and if you keep taking it, you'll recover." As soon as he finishes speaking, he seals Wang Ba's lips with his own.
Wang Ba tries to open his mouth to explain something, but Lu Xiaoliu swallows his words.
"Mua~ Ah-ba, ah-ba, mua~ Ah! Hng~ Ah~ Hng~ Mm, mua~ So good! So good!!"
The fake blind man Lu Xiaoliu opens his eyes in shock, staring like a pair of copper bells. "What the hell! You really can talk now! Holy crap!"
What happens when a con artist runs into an accomplished immortal?
Book ID: 10017333
Coming Soon: "Has the Emperor's Favorite Crooked Official Died Today?"
Pure-hearted, straight-laced, devoted, pampered strong bottom official VS younger, possessive, scheming emperor top
The treacherous official Mu Ciyou wields immense power, yet spends every day trying to get himself killed in all sorts of ways.
Mu Ciyou wakes up on the imperial bed and yawns. "Your Majesty, this subject is guilty. I beg you to put me to death!"
Emperor Gu Nian'an fishes a glittering golden token from beneath the dragon-and-phoenix pillow. "Your service has pleased me greatly, my dear subject. I grant you an Imperial Token of Immunity from Death!"
Mu Ciyou takes the little golden token and looks at the words on it. "For the exclusive use of the emperor's plaything."
After the male lead transmigrates into a book and enters a System where [only death can return him to his original world], how will he get himself killed?
Book ID: 9599990
☆Enjoy reading~
Theme: All roads lead to the immortal realm, but some people are born there.
How dare you write it? The twist at the end is super unexpected. The carrot pit in the body is a trap set for the cat, but the second-generation fairy Shushu is replaced. What an ironic reality! I started to think that Master was the big boss, and also felt that Master was a bit weak. It turned out that there was someone else behind the scenes.
Is co-writing Mao's Carrot Gang a conspiracy? Rat got on the job by accident.
Thanks to Gu Gu for feeding him meat despite his illness. I hope Gu Gu will recover soon.
The chapter names are all very catchy, and it feels like reading a chapter-by-chapter novel, so keep up the good work! [Cat Claw]
Why do you collect so few cute cats and mice [question mark]
He slumped to the ground in disappointment.
There is so much content in this chapter!!! Is it something I can see?
This knife can be tolerated.
😍 This is too doting. That's okay, the mouse will die.
I seem to understand something. . .