After the Tryhard Heart Demon Took Over My Body

Ning Silan is the weakest direct disciple of the Lingxiao Sect: he has excellent natural talent but little cultivation, and is an exceptionally lazy good-for-nothing who can't be helped.

He firmly believes that a lifetime of cultivation is a sea of suffering, and that enjoying life while you can is the way to paradise.

Then his master kicked him out of the sect, declaring that he could return only after breaking through to the next cultivation level. Until then, he could keep the company of the wilderness. His money pouch was even sealed with a restriction, and he couldn't open it until he reached the next level.

Forced to sleep rough, using the ground for a bed and the sky for a blanket, Ning Silan couldn't hold back his tears. "Wah, if only someone else could cultivate for me."

The next day, he discovered that he had developed a heart demon.

The heart demon coldly declared that it would take over his body and turn the useless him into a genius, admired by all, while he could only watch, powerless to do anything.

"Really?"

"Yes."

Ning Silan was overjoyed. "Heavens, I'll never curse you again. So you really can hear me."

Heart demon: ?

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Quan Rufeng was a ruthless grindaholic in the modern world. After working himself to death, he transmigrated into the body of a good-for-nothing.

The original owner had tremendous talent but wasted his life by refusing to work hard. Quan Rufeng sneered. If that was the case, he would take this body for himself.

He had assumed the original owner was scheming, pretending not to care while waiting for him to slip up so he could take over.

He never imagined that Ning Silan was genuinely lazy.

While Quan Rufeng cultivated, Ning Silan read romances. While he explored secret realms, Ning Silan chatted with captured spirit beasts. While he basked in the spotlight, Ning Silan applauded and eavesdropped on gossip.

Even in bed, Ning Silan was lazy by nature. He would always whine and tug at Quan Rufeng's hand. "Let's switch... this is tiring."

Quan Rufeng grabbed his hand. "We're doing it this way."

Ning Silan: QAQ.

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A major event has recently shaken the Lingxiao Sect: the little junior brother, once known for neglecting his studies, has become a valiant young immortal, praised by everyone!

He not only cleared all the most difficult secret realms, but also visited various sects to learn their techniques. At the Immortal Sects Tournament, he even left everyone else far behind, stunning the crowd.

The sect leader was so pleased that he set off firecrackers around the sect for three days and held a banquet to welcome the little junior brother home.

After attending banquets for five days straight, Ning Silan now stood dressed in white, tearfully kneeling before a small mound and scattering paper money handful by handful.

"Wah, Quan Rufeng, don't worry. I'll find another powerful patron as soon as I can, to protect the reputation you built."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold wind swept through. Someone grabbed Ning Silan by the back of the neck and lifted him up. He turned around and saw Quan Rufeng, who had disappeared, standing right in front of him, alive and well, staring at him with a sinister expression.

"Ning Silan, you've moved on pretty fast."

Ning Silan: Mom, there's a ghost TT.

[Fun-loving, food-motivated, lie-flat, lazy-fish bottom x sharp-tongued, stubborn, relentless grindaholic top]

[Reading Guide]

1. One-on-one, both are each other's only partners, happy ending. A sweet little story.

2. A young couple joining hands on their journey of leveling up (?). It probably won't be very long.

Theme: Though our pockets are light, we have no regrets; what a rare thing it is for a married couple to be so young