Don't Get Involved with the Protagonist!

Su Mu transmigrated into a world of cultivation, where demons ran rampant and ordinary people lived in misery.

The story's ending was a battle between the human Spirit Lord and the Demon King, leaving the world devastated and countless dead. Ordinary mortals could only serve as cannon fodder.

Clearly, Su Mu was one of them.

To avoid a cannon-fodder ending, he had only two choices:

Either follow the Spirit Lord and help him defeat the Demon King,

or raise a sword spirit, shatter space and time, and run home.

Su Mu decisively chose the latter.

As if this world weren't dangerous enough! Would following the protagonist really make it any safer? He wanted nothing to do with the protagonist!

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After spending several years in this other world, Su Mu built up an inn, took on a crew of staff, saved up a lot of money, and raised a sword.

When the sword was on the verge of developing a spirit, Su Mu was overjoyed.

That very day, a thunderous shout came from the distant outskirts: "Ten Thousand Swords Unite!"

The sword in Su Mu's hand shot away with a whoosh.

Su Mu: "What?"

By the time he ran to the mountain in the outskirts, broken swords covered the ground. He couldn't find a single usable one.

Su Mu stood there, stunned. "...Are you kidding me?"

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The second time, Su Mu joined an immortal sect, risked life and limb for months, saved up a lot of spirit stones, and repaired the sword.

Seeing hope once more, he headed to the Spirit Sword Sect to temper his sword.

On the way, a thunderous shout came from the distance: "Ten Thousand Swords Unite!"

The sword in Su Mu's hand shot away with a whoosh.

Su Mu gritted his teeth. "Not again! You sword cultivators!"

This time, Su Mu arrived before everyone had dispersed. Thunderclouds filled the sky, and he could only make out two figures battling fiercely in the air. Before he could get a good look, a streak of sword light came crashing down, striking him right between the brows.

Before he passed out, Su Mu stared at the sword cultivator's silhouette. "...You're something else, Spirit Lord. Are you cursed to ruin my life?"

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When he woke again, Su Mu opened his eyes to see the handsome staff member who had always been by his side keeping watch at his bedside, his eyes red-rimmed.

Su Mu comforted him. "It's fine, it's fine. I only got struck once. No big deal. I even formed a golden core from it, didn't I? Don't worry, it won't happen again."

Su Mu meant what he said.

The third time, Su Mu gripped the sword, which had just begun to develop a spirit, and struggled to hold out on the battlefield.

A thunderous shout rang out from the horizon: "Ten Thousand Swords Unite!"

Su Mu reflexively formed a hand seal. "Sword and I, as one!"

And then...

The sword and Su Mu shot away together with a whoosh.

When he opened his eyes again, he had landed in someone's arms.

Flying swords filled the sky around them.

Su Mu stood stunned for a long moment. First bewildered, then confused, and finally, he understood completely.

He gave the man a ferocious grin. "Chu Yuqing! Lord Spirit Lord! Don't you think you owe your beloved innkeeper a proper explanation?"

Chu Yuqing was flustered and helpless. After a long moment, his head spun, and he gave the Su Mu in his arms a quick peck.

"Let's fight first. After we're done, you can do whatever you want with me."

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Notes:

1. The blurb has been artistically embellished to make for a better reading experience.

2. The story contains a small amount of dark content. If that bothers you, please proceed with caution.

3. A proactive, straightforward sword cultivator top*an always-injured, fragile soul cultivator bottom, HE.

Coming soon: Infinite-World Powerhouse Destroys Scumbags in Romance Scenarios [Quick Transmigration]. Please add it to your favorites!

Ning Zhi spent three years struggling through infinite-world scenarios.

From a timid technician at the start to a ruthless powerhouse today.

After smashing the biggest boss's head yet again, Ning Zhi entered a new instance.

[Mission: Make the target regret what they've done.]

"Xiao Zhi, you have to understand my predicament. I can't exactly tell my parents I'm in love with a man! What happened with her was just an act. I've told you, you're the only one I love! Can you stop making a big deal out of nothing..."

Ning Zhi raised his eyes slightly and looked at the man in front of him.

He was thin, slow-moving, and looked terribly weak.

But his many experiences in these scenarios had taught Ning Zhi never to underestimate his opponent.

"Where's the target?"

The System said, "This is the target, Host. You can melt his heart with love and make him feel tender by creating a poignant scene. Just make him regret all the things he did to you before..."

"Wham!"

The man crashed to the ground.

Ning Zhi rolled his wrist. "How badly do I have to beat him before he regrets it?"

The room fell silent.

The System shrieked, "Don't kill him!!!"

Please note:

1. Quick Transmigration, not split personalities, one-on-one pairing, sickly and gentle top*bottom who'd rather throw hands than waste words. The top is not an instance target. HE.

2. A satisfying scumbag-takedown story. Don't overanalyze it~

Theme: Even surrounded by darkness, keep your heart turned toward the light.