After I Gave My Ruthless Daoist Senior Sister a Love Gu

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After an accident, Luo Qianling transmigrated into a cultivation novel and became a Demon Clan saintess practicing among the righteous sects.

After another accident, she planted a dual-cultivation love parasite in her senior sister Yun Jing.

Yun Jing was a once-in-a-thousand-years genius of the sect. Rumor had it that she had reached the Golden Core stage at twenty, and was the person most likely to cultivate the Heartless Dao in the present era.

As the name suggests, the dual-cultivation love parasite required its two Hosts to cultivate together. It was designed to break the Heartless Dao.

Luo Qianling cautiously looked at Yun Jing. She had white hair and pale eyes, and was so cool and ethereal she seemed like an immortal descended to earth. But several red threads now wound up her pale, slender wrist, like blood-red cinnabar, binding her heartstrings.

The sect members were furious. Yun Jing's expression was unreadable, and Luo Qianling was sweating cold.

If she remembered correctly, the original owner had died on the spot after planting the parasite...

Seeing Yun Jing approach with her sword, Luo Qianling steeled herself to stay alive and shouted, "Senior Sister, I can be your cultivation partner!"

Everyone: ???

There are two ways to cure the love parasite. The first is for the two people to cultivate together. The second is for them to have similar cultivation levels, allowing them to forcibly break the parasite.

Yun Jing's expression was cool as she chose the second option without hesitation.

To increase her cultivation and remove the parasite, Luo Qianling set out on the path of cultivation.

At her first stop, she encountered a female supporting character from the original novel...

Luo Qianling: "Senior Sister, shall we save someone?"

At her second stop, she met another female supporting character from the original novel...

Luo Qianling: "Senior Sister, shall we save someone together?"

The third stop, the fourth stop...

When they returned to the sect, Luo Qianling looked at the crowd behind her. "...Isn't this the harem of a Dragon-Aotian protagonist? Why are they all following us?"

Yun Jing glanced at her. "Do you like them?"

Luo Qianling shook her head wildly. "No, I don't like them at all!"

News arrived that the Demon Clan was preparing a large-scale invasion. Knowing her identity as a spy could no longer be concealed, Luo Qianling fled home overnight.

One night, her door suddenly opened, and Yun Jing stepped in beneath the shattered moonlight.

Luo Qianling froze, then hurriedly said, "Senior Sister, let me explain..."

But in the next moment, Yun Jing walked straight over and leaned down by the bed, speaking softly. "This time, I choose dual cultivation."

My next book is a cat story, After Transmigrating, I Became a Tyrant's Pet Cat. If you're interested, please add it to your reading list!

Mimi had lived for hundreds of years. In modern times, she fell in love with watching television and nearly became a near-sighted cat.

At the time, Mimi sat on the sofa, watching the TV drama The Dugu Dynasty with rapt attention. It was showing the scene where Empress Dugu Zhaoming died.

Mimi shook her head and sighed: Such a lovely woman, yet what a foolish ruler.

When she finally met the empress in person, even Mimi, who had lived for hundreds of years, briefly doubted her own life as a cat. A foolish ruler... How did she come out of the television?!

In the splendid golden palace, Dugu Zhaoming lounged against the dragon throne, lazily turning a crystal wine cup with her fingertips. Her skin was as pale as fresh snow, and her lips were red as vermilion. Her beauty was almost demonic.

Her half-drunken eyes slanted toward the person kneeling below the steps. Suddenly, she looked up and smiled. "I hear a beauty's blood is the best fertilizer for flowers. My dear subject, you're so handsome. How about I bury you beside the peonies?"

Mimi was shocked. Mimi was scared. Mimi walked away.

Everyone at court knew that the tyrant Dugu Zhaoming was a beautiful madwoman, breathtakingly gorgeous yet terrifyingly insane. She was extravagant and debauched, cruel and bloodthirsty, and... loved cats with all her heart.

At some point, a cat appeared by the tyrant's side. Anyone with eyes could see it was her most cherished darling. She tucked it into her clothes at court, set it on her lap during meetings, and even stroked its fur from time to time while ordering people executed.

The little cat was black from head to toe, with soft, even fur and a pair of innocent, bewildered eyes like molten gold.

Only Mimi knew she was going crazy with worry! In three years, the foolish ruler would be forced to abdicate and die in atonement, and as her pet, Mimi would be buried with her in the imperial tomb!

Mimi: I'm so cute. How can I be buried with a foolish ruler?

To stop her owner from finding new ways to get herself killed, Mimi tried everything she could. For the first time in hundreds of years, this usually easygoing cat struggled to make a difference in her life.

Mimi hissed at the favored consort and jumped onto the imperial desk, knocking the jade seal to the floor. The consort you're cuddling is a spy from an enemy nation! The censor you're exiling is a good person!

The tyrant caught the fluffy ball after its deed was done and smiled fondly. "The little thing doesn't know the rules, so I'll let it go."

Palace attendants: Like owner, like cat. Vicious!

Court officials: A ruler who neglects her duties for a plaything. Foolish!

Later, Mimi remembered that hundreds of years ago, she could actually speak. Back then, her name wasn't Mimi. It was Yaoling.

To save the country and avoid being buried alive, Mimi, no, Yaoling, would give it everything she had. What was so hard about speaking? She could even take human form!

So, late one night in the imperial study, Dugu Zhaoming felt a weight settle on her lap. The black ball in her arms transformed into a ravishing beauty with flowing dark hair and golden eyes, wearing nothing at all. Her fluffy ears twitched ever so slightly, then quickly disappeared.

The woman on the dragon throne's eyes flickered. After a long pause, she parted her red lips. "You... have startled the throne."

Later, after the empress pacified the realm, Yaoling could finally lie flat in peace.

But... why did her owner keep fondling her ears whenever she had the chance, and asking whether Yaoling wanted half the empire?

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