Reborn, I Stole My Nemesis's Dao Partner

Coming soon: The Mad Beauty Doesn't Want a Divorce, and Should I Call You Teacher or Wife? Please add them to your reading lists. Si Shaotang died in the most undignified way imaginable. Her tongue was torn out, her eyes gouged out, her tendons severed and bones crushed. She was dumped in a mass grave like a stray dog. And her dear senior sister Yao Ying stepped over her corpse to take the throne as the immortal sect's foremost disciple. Reborn, Si Shaotang couldn't be bothered to keep up her meek facade. She clung to the thigh of Nian Yuzhu, the Sword Pavilion's foremost disciple, and forced her way into the ranks of the new disciples at Duxian Sect. It didn't take long for everyone at Duxian Sect to realize that their new junior sister, the quiet sword fanatic, was only ingratiating toward the head sister. When she looked at anyone else, her gaze was always three parts scorn and seven parts malice. Yao Ying wanted to use dual cultivation to break through? Si Shaotang slipped aphrodisiac powder into her celebratory banquet. Her master feigned concern while coveting her innate spirit bones? She made the old bastard's nascent soul lose control in front of everyone. The sect wanted to use her as a sacrifice for the formation? Fine. She'd make their mountain-protecting formation turn on them and see who ended up being sacrificed. Until one day, the Sword Pavilion's foremost disciple, Nian Yuzhu, cornered her at the Sword Training Cliff. Her voice was as cold as ice. "Si Shaotang, have you had enough?" Nian Yuzhu's sword was already pointed at her heart. Si Shaotang tilted her head and smiled. "Head sister, are you going to... clean house?" At Yao Ying's birthday banquet, after several rounds of drinks, she was already thoroughly drunk. In full view of everyone, she dared to flirt with a sect elder, speaking and acting wantonly, to the shock of the entire room. Everything had gone exactly as Si Shaotang had planned. Leaning against a corridor pillar, she let a trace of scorn flash in her eyes. When Yao Ying took a blow and staggered out, she silently followed. In her quarters, the drug took effect. Yao Ying's face was flushed, and she writhed on the floor in disarrayed clothes, moaning. She was nothing like the arrogant woman she usually was. Si Shaotang watched coldly until Yao Ying had made a complete spectacle of herself, then found it all boring. One slash put an end to it for her. Just as Si Shaotang was about to leave, a familiar, breathy sound came from the inner room. "Mm..." Si Shaotang put a hand on her knife and entered the secret chamber, but her pupils shrank when she saw the figure on the white jade bed. Nian Yuzhu's usually immaculate white dress, embroidered with cloud patterns, was now disheveled. Her long black hair spilled across the jade bed. Her normally frost-cold jade-like face was flushed, and her delicate lips had been bitten until beads of blood appeared. Sensing someone approach, Nian Yuzhu struggled to sit up, her fingers gripping the bedding so tightly that her knuckles turned white. She raised her eyes, breathing hard. Her gaze was unfocused, but she was still fighting to hold on to the last of her clarity. Si Shaotang stood frozen. She had never seen the head sister like this. Fragile, disheveled, and yet... breathtakingly beautiful. In the instant she hesitated, a burning hand clamped around her wrist! The world spun. She was yanked down onto the jade bed. Nian Yuzhu leaned over her, hot breath brushing her ear, her voice hoarse beyond recognition. "Little Si..." "Help me..." A note: Lately, I've seen many people asking about "Brother Si" in Chapter One, so here's an explanation. The protagonist is fleeing a famine in Chapter One, and to make things feel more realistic, she is disguised as a man. The danger is over in Chapter Two, when her identity is revealed. Now updating: The Mad Beauty Doesn't Want a Divorce Lin Wei transmigrated. She became the scummy cannon-fodder character who forcibly married the wicked female antagonist in the original story. The wicked female antagonist, Yu Zhizhi, could at least be called a mad beauty. Lin Wei, on the other hand, abducted women, broke her mother-in-law's legs, and even took Yu Zhizhi by force. She was the scummiest of scumbags, the ultimate cannon fodder. On the day Yu Zhizhi was meant to return to her family home, Lin Wei was set up and burned to death, promptly written out of the story. Lin Wei saw stars. Yu Zhizhi's homecoming was still three months away. To survive, Lin Wei stayed up all night writing herself a guide to staying alive, also known as The Twenty-Four Filial Rules for a Wife. She followed them every day, never daring to cross the line. Yu Zhizhi couldn't put her medical skills to use, so Lin Wei provided money and labor to open a clinic for her. When Yu Zhizhi was framed, Lin Wei debated the crowd and protected her like a mother hen guarding her chicks. In outsiders' eyes, Lin Wei loved her wife more than life itself. They joked that the "Wei" in Lin Wei stood for "wife-obedient." But only Lin Wei knew she was just trying to stay alive. The two of them worked together, and the clinic grew more and more famous. Yu Zhizhi finally met the person she had loved desperately in the original story. Lin Wei stayed up all night writing a letter and placed divorce papers before Yu Zhizhi. "The clinic is yours. I don't want anything. Zhizhi, from now on we owe each other nothing. You're free." Lin Wei thought Yu Zhizhi would be happy to be rid of a scumbag like her. But Yu Zhizhi gazed at the divorce papers, her long lashes casting shadows beneath her eyes as if her heart were being torn out. Then she curved her lips in a faint smile. "What are you talking about, dear wife? Zhizhi doesn't understand." How could they owe each other nothing? At first, she had hated Lin Wei to the bone. But when Lin Wei kept standing in front of her and encouraging her, she realized she could no longer take her eyes off Lin Wei. Through countless sleepless nights, Yu Zhizhi had wondered if Lin Wei loved her. But she had never seen herself reflected in those bright eyes. So Lin Wei had planned to divorce her from the very beginning. Yu Zhizhi tore up the divorce papers herself. That night, she put on the sheer robes she'd once found repulsive and sat in Lin Wei's lap as Lin Wei lay flushed and under the influence of ylang-ylang incense. Those slender, pale hands, which had both healed the sick and poisoned countless people, touched Lin Wei's cheek. She guided Lin Wei's hand to undo her clothes. The once-proud and ruthless villainess Yu Zhizhi breathed softly, her voice gentle yet dangerous: "Wives are supposed to consummate their marriage." "Let's have a child, so you won't leave Zhizhi." Theme: Persistence leads to victory