The Unlucky Senior Sister Won't Dream of a Bad Ending

Proud, pure-hearted, cool and aloof master x warm on the outside, cold on the inside, unlucky senior sister

A story about a white-eyed wolf raised from childhood who oversteps his station and eventually steals his heart.

Jin Mingli transmigrated into a book. She became the disposable senior disciple who only got a passing mention in a certain dark cultivation novel.

The original plot: The junior disciple turns demonic for love and wipes out the entire sect. The master dies in battle, while she, the senior disciple who raised the villain, is stabbed through the heart. Even the scene of her death becomes the place where the male and female leads fall in love. And the most infuriating part? She secretly loves the male lead and willingly sacrifices herself.

That's completely against all human decency and turns the natural order upside down!

The plot's force makes her a top-tier human weapon. Fine.

The plot makes her save a brat. Fine.

The plot makes her sacrifice herself to save the whole world. Sure.

After her feelings were stripped away and her desires severed, Jin Mingli became a sword cultivator. She wanted only one thing: to go home.

She never expected that, at the very end, she would finally make it home...

But why was he crying?

Jin Xuanlin's story

Jin Xuanlin was a sword-cultivation genius, the sect's Sword Sovereign, a pure lotus in the ice. He'd had a smooth ride for a hundred years, and spent three hundred years worrying himself sick.

Foolish, inconceivable kindness: Jin Mingli.

His beloved disciple, his secret that he couldn't put into words.

Was it her overstepping her station when she came of age that cost him a level of cultivation? Or was it when he glimpsed another world in the secret realm?

He never understood why he kept giving in to Wuyou, and he never understood why his dead heart began beating passionately again.

He cheated. He sewed his disciple's feelings into the tassel of the White Emperor's Moonbreaker sword, so that seeing him would make her fall for him.

The so-called Path of Slaughter was all a lie. A sword that had tasted blood could never become immortal again. Guilt brought his inner demon back, so he cut off that feeling. But the greatest difference between humans and beasts is that emotions can drive people mad.

But how could anyone know he'd fallen into demonic cultivation?

It was because the metal spiritual root he'd chosen for her had returned to his body.

He lowered his head and saw emptiness. Her severed feelings had been restored.

He looked up, and she had already disappeared.

Could he try again?

Jin Xuanlin, couldn't you do better this time?

A clear breeze brushes the bright moon, evergreen falls from the ninth heaven, a cold epiphyllum drifts into the Huai, brocade clouds bleed into the cold light.

The years leave one person behind, and the world has no one like me.

Content warnings: Frequent bloody scenes. The female lead often has bad luck while cultivating. Men compete for her in a harem-style rivalry, making up 60% of the story, and they're all crazy. Wuyou, the strong female lead, makes up 30%. Occasionally there are scenes where a blunt, oblivious straight woman appears. There are more than enough overworked-office-worker situations. The writing is very poor, and most of the better parts are just posturing.

Here's a preview of the next book:

Probably a funny interstellar ABO mecha story (?)

[Betas Have to Pilot Mechas Too]

Half-dead, sharp-tongued beta girl x scheming, gloomy, vicious Alpha brother.

Faux siblings, no blood relation. Their relationship is master and child bride. The male lead's physical and emotional purity is fundamental to this story.

Also known as: "I Went to School to Avoid a Life on the Battlefield. Why Is My Career Still on the Battlefield After Graduation?" Also known as: "I Really Don't Want to Be Everyone's Favorite A."

On the day Zhou Ya enrolled, she shot to the top of the Koriada Academy freshman forum's trending list.

Nothing special: She was quick enough to drop to her knees that the compensation claims couldn't catch up with her.

There were also those little games where you sold your dignity. What a bargain.

Of course, nothing was better value than paying fifty federation credits for one mental-power treatment.

An ordinary, unlucky beta girl is being toyed with by a terrifying Alpha.

Wait, just kidding. That's not how the secret identity game works.

Out-of-the-ordinary mental power, an expressionless, icy gaze, and a body with no control over its pheromones. Why did she end up with the constitution of a fragile college student? The idea that you don't need physical stamina to pilot a mecha is why she believed she should be a mecha combat pilot for a year after year.

What, you can do support work like medical rescue, where you can slack off and coast? Why didn't anyone tell me sooner? I'm changing careers right now.

Zhou Ya can't stand the academy's routine of small competitions every three days and big competitions every week. They compete every single day, like a bunch of competition addicts. Could you people please read a book and spend less time playing with mechas? Studying is what students are supposed to do. And dating is even more out of the question.

You mean the betrothed listed in your profile?

Zhou Ya looked at the class's beloved moonlight figure and silently slipped the matching wedding ring off her finger.

What do you mean you need eight thousand federation credits for maintenance?

What do you mean if I win the championship, you'll take all my mental power?

What do you mean the glory of defeating the Zerg must never be forgotten?

Nightingale, Nightingale, don't go! I'll work under the table to support you! I'll win the championship and earn your living expenses! I'm a commander, I'm medical rescue. I'm not a mecha combat pilot!

The training camp is a painful memory. Why bring up the past just to humiliate me? What is the point?

Answer me! Look me in the eye! That's not how you bring up my dark history!

How can you call me a commander when there are only a few people left on the elite squad?

What's wrong with wanting to live a peaceful life after the Zerg ruined it?

Why... do the Zerg greet you by asking after your mother as soon as they show up?

That's an invitation to take you back and make you their queen.

Damn, why didn't you say so earlier? I already used an insect-killing gadget.

Above piles of Zerg corpses, the black-haired, black-eyed girl climbed step by step. Standing beneath the dim moonlight, Zhou Ya sat in the place reserved for the Zerg queen and looked down at everything below her. She merely opened her eyes with cold indifference. As she crushed it all beneath her feet, she was thinking about something important: could she have two packets of nutritional supplements for dinner tonight?

Theme: Teach kindness, truth, and beauty from a young age.