Fangdian Hall

This is a silly, reborn story, written out of sheer boredom.

No ideals, no morals, no bottom line.

Nine layers of thunderclouds overhead, with wind and rain raging all around.

And my worldview is a mess, so research sticklers, enter at your own risk.

Now for my utterly good-for-nothing blurb [sips tea]:

Basically, it's a tragedy about a bunch of high gods at Taiji Penglai being forced to fall from Heaven.

That's it??? [Crowd] [Flips table]

Fine, let me collect myself and introduce the story again [fans self].

There are three key points about this story [pushes up glasses].

First, from the canon couples to the cannon fodder, everyone's a mess, and everything is melodramatic.

Second, this story sticks to my usual style: a deeply anguished romance.

Third, I never write tragedies when I start a long story, so the ending is sure to be happy. That's right, totally upbeat.

[If you accept all three points, come collect a spicy cucumber from me right away. First come, first served. Latecomers get nothing. Thank you for your cooperation.]

Below is the blurb that good-for-nothing Zhou pieced together after four hours of picking at her toes.

Any resemblance is purely coincidental. If you get struck by lightning, please rescue yourself.

Well, I can't help it either. Blurbs are all just fleeting clouds [sips tea].

{The Concise Blurb}

A bunch of gods up in Heaven pass the time gossiping.

A pile of people down on Earth fight and kill.

Once upon a time, a crown prince failed to seize the throne and was exiled in a tragic twist of fate.

For four years, he disguised himself as a brothel madam, working furiously to plot his comeback.

But halfway through, he was ambushed and stabbed until he looked like a hedgehog. Stab, stab, stab, and his soul drifted away.

Then a beam of light split the sky, and the God of Lewdness descended from Heaven.

Unfortunately, he landed headfirst.

A bloody mess: amnesia and being reborn.

The upheaval begins here...

[I'm putting in such a long-winded blurb, and I wonder if anyone's going to drop this story immediately]

I rarely write about Eastern mythology, though I've read plenty. But whenever I pick up my pen, I feel a foul wind churning in my gut, so I put it down and dash to the bathroom. Inspiration flows as freely as diarrhea, and that's how this story was born. If you like serious stories, or prefer lighthearted ones, you're both welcome in my arms. Some scenes may be a bit over the top, and I can't hide my scummy, lecherous nature, but I'm shamelessly trying to win readers over anyway. Writing even a couple of words isn't easy, so if this makes you laugh, please add it to your favorites, okay?