Shen Luanyi stayed up night after night to meet the deadlines for her comic series, The Male Courtesan. After dying from overwork, she transmigrated into her own comic.
"Yang Jian! He's even more handsome than I drew him! So he's Chenxiang's uncle! Where's Chenxiang?"
"And Marshal Tianpeng, who hasn't turned into Zhu Bajie yet. Wait, why is his master, Xuanzang, here too? This doesn't make sense!"
"And most importantly, the male lead, Nezha!"
Shen Luanyi's eyes sparkled as she flirted with every handsome man in the comic, especially Nezha, the male courtesan.
Shen Luanyi thought she was dreaming, just like before, and even declared, "I'd die beneath the peonies, but even as a ghost I'd die happy."
Then she woke up and found she'd really become a ghost.
A ghost! A ghost? How is that any different from dying of overwork? It's not!
And she'd become Shen Luanyi, the demoness who ruled the entire Underworld's Haunted Domain, the number one target on Heaven's kill list.
You were too lazy to rack your brains for a villainess's name that suggested she was great with men, so you just used your own name, which clearly gave the same impression. And now look at the mess you've made.
A host of handsome gods had gathered at the Dream Pavilion she ruled, all to exterminate her, the scourge of the six realms.
Shen Luanyi wailed, "If the King of Hell wants me dead at the third watch, why make me wait until the fifth? The fifth watch!"
"Wait, I'm the King of Hell in this world."
She'd become the master of the Dream Pavilion and the prey of her childhood idol? This was a fate worse than death!
But Shen Luanyi was terrified by the ghosts all over the streets of the Underworld's Haunted Domain, each stranger-looking and uglier than the last, hideous as yakshas.
At the slightest disagreement, she hid behind Nezha. Her fearsome demoness persona crumbled completely in front of him.
Nezha protected her, from the haunted realm crawling with terrifying ghosts to their showdown in Heaven.
When Heaven issued its extermination order, its celestial soldiers surrounded the Underworld's Haunted Domain.
Nezha stood in front of Shen Luanyi, willing to defy all of Heaven to protect the demoness of the haunted realm.
At last, Shen Luanyi embraced Nezha. "You've already died once, and your body was destroyed. Now your whole body has been remade from lotus roots. Do you want to die again?"
"But I don't want to watch you die again."
Shen Luanyi took her own life.
The ghosts died, then died again, and shouted that the Heavenly Court was insane.
"We're already dead. Kill us again and we're still ghosts."
Only Shen Luanyi, ruler of the haunted realm, truly vanished from the world.
.
No one knew that, in the years that followed, Nezha would search for Shen Luanyi for three thousand years.
Gods live as long as Heaven itself, and his longing was endless. The Marshal of the Central Altar, once cold-hearted and lawless, learned what love was for the first time, and also learned how agonizing it was to lose the one he loved.
Three thousand years ago, Shen Luanyi faked her death during the war between gods and ghosts. For a thousand years, she lived among demons and ghosts, enjoying a carefree existence.
Until the Ghost Festival, when she ran straight into Nezha.
The usually lawless Marshal of the Central Altar spoke with a trembling voice. "You heartless demoness!"
Shen Luanyi was dragged back to the Marshal of the Central Altar's residence and pinned beneath the red bed curtains by Nezha, who kissed her until her lips hurt.
Shen Luanyi: "Didn't you say you'd perform but not sell your body? Help! Don't do this kind of illicit thing with me in Heaven! I don't want Heaven to kill me again."
Nezha's gaze burned. "Now I want to sell."
"Take responsibility. You slept with me, so you have to take responsibility for me."
Shen Luanyi couldn't get out of bed. "??? Say again who slept with whom."
A handsome-obsessed, pleasure-loving demoness x a male courtesan and god of slaughter, Nezha, who's hopelessly lovestruck
Theme: Roses
