I Keep Faking My Death to Make the Male Lead Follow a Tragic Romance Plot

*A story about the original male lead, tearfully fighting and scrambling for the heroine, finally defeating the redemption-villain script and winning her heart.

Hua Lang loved the villain in a book. He was beautiful and tragic, but the unscrupulous author abruptly killed him off after abandoning the story.

After accidentally transmigrating into a book, Hua Lang resolved to save the little villain. She rolled up her sleeves and slapped every demon and monster that got in her way, until the slap landed on the original male lead's face...

Though she had accidentally offended the male lead, Hua Lang wasn't worried in the slightest!

After offending him to her heart's content, Hua Lang happily faked her death, then used the new identity the System gave her to live it up.

...She accidentally ran into the male lead again, accidentally had her secret identity exposed, and accidentally offended him again.

Feeling guilty, Hua Lang faked her death again.

The third time: ...She ran into the male lead again and faked her death.

The fourth time: ...Faked her death.

The nth time: After many attempts and errors, Hua Lang finally raised the villain into a grandmaster of the immortal path. But why had the original male lead, who had taken the throne in Zhongzhou as the foremost practitioner of the Way of Ruthlessness, become the Demon Lord?!

As the male lead drew closer, Hua Lang thought, "Haha, I've really gone too far this time."

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Xie Han'jing had thought that he and his master were in love with each other, and that their marriage was only natural.

Until Hua Lang, dressed in a wedding gown, gently said, "Don't be afraid."

Then she plunged her sword into his chest.

He survived and wanted to ask what those two words meant. But she toyed with him again, pushing him into the abyss.

His unrequited love had brought him a death sentence. He should have hated her, but before he could, he learned of her death...

-----Now serializing (next book)-----

"I'm So Tired, Is This Normal?"

As an utterly ordinary demonic cultivator, Cui Yu discovered that the moment she successfully infiltrated the enemy's ranks...

No one in the cultivation world seemed remotely normal.

After the nth time dragging her master off her bed, Cui Yu patiently lectured him: rewarding a disciple absolutely does not mean sleeping together. Also, take your hand off my waist.

She then reminded her senior brother, who stood outside her door every midnight talking about his lofty ambitions: I never broke off an engagement with you. We were never engaged in the first place!

And she preemptively answered her junior brother, who had her pinned against the wall with a hand on her waist: No kissing me, and I don't want your stupid life.

Then she kicked her junior brother aside and stopped her junior sister, who seemed to have been watching for who knows how long and was about to leave in tears: I don't want your eyeballs or your heart's blood. That girl from earlier was just passing by, not a replacement!

Besides her lunatic sect, Cui Yu also had a long-winded "System" in her head.

The System had given her, a good-for-nothing demonic cultivator with five spiritual roots, the ridiculous goal of "becoming the foremost figure of the immortal path." It made her get up, get dressed, wash up, eat, and cultivate every day. It was absolutely deranged.

Cui Yu had six scripts: force her master into a relationship, humiliate her senior brother, be forced into a relationship by her junior brother, torment her junior sister body and soul, rise from good-for-nothing to the foremost cultivator, and infiltrate the immortal sect.

"I'm so tired. Is this normal?"

Cui Yu couldn't take this miserable life anymore, so she decided on the spot to abandon her undercover mission.

She stood at the edge of the Demon Abyss, bags packed, ready to take a shortcut home. Before she could jump, a pair of strong arms suddenly wrapped around her.

Looking at the powerful immortal sect leader begging her not to give up on life and promising she could get up at noon every day from now on, Cui Yu slowly went: ?

Why does your voice sound exactly like my System?

Theme: What is not destroyed cannot be reborn.