Has the Gentle Divine Lord Been Hunted Down Today?

Ongoing: Reborn with My Ex-Husband, the Dragon-Aotian, in the Hehuan Sect

Proud young lady x sharp-tongued but soft-hearted, incredibly accepting father-type Dragon-Aotian

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Xiu Ci, the foremost Divine Venerable of her age, was ambushed by villains while presiding over the ritual array held once every thousand years, and fell from the Ninth Heaven.

One moment, she was a god; the next, she had fallen. Her wounds would not heal, her divine bones were shattered, and all her divine power was gone.

The righteous cultivators feared her innate Dao Fetus and demonic nature, and the demonic energy overflowing from her.

The unorthodox demonic cultivators despised her clear Daoist heart, convinced she had ulterior motives.

The immaculate goddess of the Ninth Heaven became the evil demon who would destroy the world, condemned by everyone.

Amid raging fires and swirling dust, between flashes of blades and swords,

only the man she had once believed would never cross paths with her stood at her side, shielding her from the blood-filled dust.

The Demon God and the Divine Venerable should have been mortal enemies, locked in fierce opposition.

But when she fell into hardship, he was the only one who kept her in his heart.

The wind howled. Xiu Ci looked into the man's deep, dark eyes.

"I will fight my way back to the Ninth Heaven and perform the ritual for the Array of Blessings to Protect All Life. Will you come with me?"

Thunder boomed. His voice was stern and resolute by her ear.

"My goddess, I will follow you forever."

Together, through life and death.

Note: Single-couple, my own take on cultivation.

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Ongoing: The Dragon-Aotian Hates the Young Lady

Xu Xiushu, the noble and untainted master of the divine sword, hated only Jiang Fuyin, a musical cultivator prodigy. He opposed her at every turn, even making a grand spectacle of competing with her for the next sect leader's position.

The immortal sect elders held a "matchmaking" banquet to ease the tension between them. She swept out, and that very night he challenged her to a duel to the death.

They both died in the duel, and their souls ended up in the Hehuan Sect.

One night, she fell onto his bed wearing nothing but a plain white undergarment, her black hair loose and her eyes shimmering with tears.

When their eyes met, the usually cold and dismissive Miss Jiang lowered her gaze and clutched the thin quilt, steeped in his scent. She had been drugged.

But... he couldn't leave her to fend for herself.

The filthy drug still lingered in her body, and she had a furnace physique. In the Hehuan Sect, she was so on guard she dared not close her eyes, and avoided the sect's male cultivators like the plague. Yet in his room, she slept peacefully.

He thought she must be different with him, after all.

But she was naturally heartless and fickle. The third time she barged into his room, she still coldly told him to get out.

As he had the previous two times, he turned to leave. After two steps, he heard her order coldly, "Xu Xiushu, find me a decent man."

It hit him like a bolt from the blue. He lunged toward her. "Jiang Fuyin, this is my bed! You are my wife!"

Content warnings:

① The main story is told from the female lead's perspective. My own take on cultivation, one-on-one romance, single-couple.

② They really do fight viciously. The female lead can be sweet and coquettish, but she's fickle and hot-tempered. The male lead is a doting father type who knows how to comfort her, but he holds a grudge. Neither is perfect.

③ In cultivation, anything is possible, so this is a BG romance with male pregnancy.

If all that sounds good, I hope you enjoy reading! (⋈◍>◡<◍)

Theme: Hold fast to your ideals and never give up. The sea can be filled in, and mountains can be moved.