I Became the Villain's Useless Little Accessory

Lu Huaiyi was unlucky enough to be transmigrated into the role of the receiving lead in a melodramatic, angst-filled substitute romance.

Not only was he physically and emotionally abused by the dominant lead, he was also framed and mocked by the green-tea white moonlight. His life was truly miserable.

As luck would have it, the moment Lu Huaiyi regained consciousness, the white moonlight pushed him off a cliff.

Lu Huaiyi: I have some choice words to say...

At the forbidden cliff, a formation was said to imprison a great demon feared throughout the cultivation world.

Any living creature that entered the formation's reach was doomed to be reduced to ashes.

But Lu Huaiyi was different. He had a System.

So when he dragged his frail body over to the person trapped inside the formation, he was dazzled by his good looks. But when he opened his mouth, no words came out. Instead, he spat blood all over the man's face.

Lu Huaiyi watched helplessly as the great demon awoke and met his dangerous gaze. Lu Huaiyi managed a weak smile.

"Bro, sorry. I'm about to die..."

Then he promptly collapsed and lay motionless.

Feeling the dull ache in his body, the great demon frowned.

Xie Qianzhuo had been asleep for two hundred years after being sealed away. He had never expected anyone to wake him again.

But the person who woke him was so fragile that even his spiritual root could be dug out. Was he useless or what?

Worst of all, he had actually ended up sharing his life with this good-for-nothing.

Xie Qianzhuo sneered inwardly. Was this some disgusting new way the cultivation world had come up with to torment him?

The temperature was too low, and this guy would get sick. He couldn't get enough to eat, and he would get sick...

Unable to take it any longer, Xie Qianzhuo broke through the seal in one move and took him along as well.

Lu Huaiyi asked, "Where are we going?"

Xie Qianzhuo replied without batting an eye, "To get your spiritual root back."

Kicking the scumbag lead and tearing into the white moonlight.

The cultivation world could never have imagined that someone could get away with throwing his weight around right in front of Xie Qianzhuo and still live.

Lu Huaiyi could only shrug.

What could he do? He was a good-for-nothing, after all.

A short-tempered, hard-luck top who wants to kill but can't, X an insecure, endlessly flattering, snarky bottom

A cling-to-the-powerful story, with cultivation rules made up on the fly, but guaranteed sweet

Theme: Everyone has their own destined connections with others