A gloomy genius girl x a beautiful, tragic, gentle madman of a master x a sunny, favored son of heaven
[Older and younger men, stop fighting already] [The aloof, motherly master falls from his pedestal] [A clingy puppy's quest to win his wife back] [Gloomy little sister trains two dogs] [White Moonlight vs. Cinnabar Mole]
In the Three Realms, divine blood determines status. The demon race is treated as ingredients for pills, materials for magical artifacts, and playthings.
She is gifted, learns quickly, and fights fiercely, yet the stronger she grows, the more others envy and fear her. Her cultivation techniques are suppressed, her resources are taken, and even the victories she fought desperately to earn are credited to someone else.
She never argues or makes a fuss. She keeps her head down and cultivates, just to prove that demons, too, deserve to pursue the Dao.
Later, without relying on divine blood, she makes the Heavenly Rankings, defeats the enemy's champion, and shakes the whole world with her rise to power.
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He is her moonlight, clad in white as pure as snow, aloof and immaculate. He pulls her up from the mud.
When she sheds her scales and feels cold, her master warms a pool for her.
"The scales on your body are beautiful."
He teaches her alchemy, while she secretly keeps his hair ribbon, drinks from the teacup he used, and even kisses the hem of his robe while he is unconscious.
When her master sends her down the mountain to gain experience, he only says softly, "The road below is long and snowy... Perhaps you'll come to love someone else."
She used to think affection could only take one form. That is, until one rainy year in Jiangnan, when she crossed blades with a young man in red before a pavilion.
He smiles beneath his umbrella, bright as the sun. His eyes are always full of sunshine, and he is a favored son of heaven, admired by thousands.
She lies to him about many things, but he never calls her out.
Until one night, carrying her blood-soaked body through the snow, he hears her mumble someone else's name.
"I can probably guess who you love. If you're willing, I can walk beside you a little longer."
"Just... don't lie to me again next time, okay?"
One is her obsession, a broken moon like her, belonging to the night.
The other is a daylight she has never known, a bright light she secretly longs for.
She thinks that perhaps affection doesn't have to be for only one person.
Reader's Guide: Please read with care if any of this bothers you.
1. Both male leads are sexually and emotionally devoted only to the female lead. They both secretly feel inferior. The female lead will have feelings for both, and the ending has separate routes. None of the characters are perfect. Cultivation ranks are Yellow, Black, Earth, and Heaven, with nine stages in each.
2. The female lead grows stronger through cultivation, not bloodline. Things will be frustrating for her at first, but she becomes the strongest later on. Along the way, she'll have close friends who are more than friends but not quite lovers, help fallen women, and have fleeting encounters that aren't destined romances, and so on.
3. This isn't only about the main characters. There will also be supporting characters and their stories, both romantic and otherwise.
4. The female lead drives most of the romance, though the male characters may take the lead when jealous. I'm writing what I like: a capable man who acts like a sweet, devoted husband only in front of the female lead. The most important thing is to enjoy the story. No need to tell me if you drop it.
5. I'm not a full-time writer and won't update daily, but I will definitely finish the story. If you're interested, please add it to your favorites. Thank you for reading!
Theme: A new lease on life
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It would be great if I updated 10,000 words a day
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It looks so good. When will the author come back to write? 😭 😭 😭
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I can't hide my fondness for being treated as a spy by my wife