Beholding the Mountains, Yet Seeing No Immortal

[Not entirely satisfied. I'll give it a major revision after finishing the new novel: 20260921]

Lin Yibai is transmigrated into a novel as the ill-fated villainess who dies the most gruesome death.

In three months, her father will lose control of his cultivation, sacrifice her, and toss her into the Demon Mountain to feed the monsters.

And the boy before her, whom she has whipped until he's at death's door, is none other than the future male lead, Yan Bujian, who will arrange for her to be butchered into 999 pieces by monsters.

Just as she is about to drop her whip and prostrate herself before the male lead to beg for her life, a soul-rending pain seizes her.

The forcibly bound "Plot Protection" System issues a cold command: She must follow the original novel and torment him in every possible way. If she deviates from the character, her soul will be erased immediately.

Lin Yibai: Die a gruesome death in the future, or die right now. Which should I choose?

She chooses the former.

To stay alive, Lin Yibai has no choice but to put on a tearful two-faced act: She acts fierce and vicious toward the male lead, while secretly looking at him with teary eyes and finding chances to slip him pills.

But no matter how hard she racks her brains, the plot keeps moving forward, and Yan Bujian's hatred for her grows deeper by the day.

Yet when the day finally comes for her to be sent to the Demon Mountain to die, she realizes the plot has gone completely off the rails

She was supposed to suffer from the sect's sin, have her meridians flow in reverse, and be unable to cultivate. Instead, her cultivation skyrockets after entering the mountain, as if she has cheats enabled.

The male lead was supposed to scheme to kill her, but the moment the Fiend of Devouring Malice raises its blade to chop her up, it turns around and chops itself into mincemeat.

The young Immortal Venerable was supposed to cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness, so why does he not care when he gets hurt, yet turn red-eyed and insist on treating her when she gets hurt?

Later, her spiritual vein is rekindled and the road to heaven opens once more. Yan Bujian ascends as expected.

But for some reason, rumors begin to spread throughout the cultivation world

"That witch dragged the Immortal Venerable off to the mountains and made him her bandit husband!"

Lin Yibai, picking at her feet in the mountains, freezes, then flies into a rage. "That's slander! When have I ever dragged him anywhere!"

As soon as the words leave her mouth, she realizes something is off

The man she hasn't seen in ages wraps his arms around her waist from behind, rests his head on her shoulder, and chuckles softly. "I came willingly."

#The System Forces Me to Abuse the Future Immortal Venerable Every Day#

#How Did My Cannon Fodder Script Turn Into a Sweet Romance?#

#What Do I Do If the Immortal Venerable Forces Me to Kidnap Him?#

[Reader's Guide]

1. One-on-one romance, both devoted to each other.

2. The hero is dark and suspicious. Their romance won't be smooth sailing, and there will be plenty of push and pull.

3. A plot-driven cultivation novel. If you're interested, please add it to your favorites. The author is reliable and updates frequently, with no hiatuses!

[Coming Soon: The Crow's Strange Tide]

", The women in our family have inherited a strange illness for generations.

From birth, a patch of tiny feathers grows behind each of our ears, multiplying as we age.

Before she died, my grandmother gave me two instructions. First, on the fifteenth of every month, I must feed the crows that come begging at the windowsill with blood from my fingertip. Second, I must never answer the knocks at the window in the dead of night.

I obeyed for twenty years, until the city expanded, the hills behind our home were leveled, and a vast wetland park was built in their place.

From the night the bulldozers arrived, not a single bird called from the hills again. In the utter silence, the feathers behind my ear began spreading at an astonishing rate, until they covered half my cheek.

Last night, I dreamed that beneath the wetland's multicolored lights, deep in the freshly turned earth

there were bones everywhere, countless bird skeletons.

Their necks were all stretched upward, their beaks opened in anguished arcs as they silently shrieked at the pale, cold moon.

When I woke with a start, I heard a gentle knocking outside my window.

Knock, knock, knock."

**

In the ancient legend, after Hou Yi drew his bow and shot down the nine suns that had run amok, the birds vanished, and all creation flourished.

But what happened to the dead sun that fell, in the story's untold ending?

1. An urban mystery, lightly supernatural, mildly frightening road-trip novel.

2. A cool, glamorous tavern owner X a patient, calculating geotechnical engineer.

The complete manuscript is already written, and it will be launching soon. Please add it to your reading list and follow the author. Lots of love!

Theme: Survive against all odds and keep striving.