The Mad Villainess Turns Over a New Leaf, and Seven Daoist Partners Spoil Her Rotten

[Rival suitors + cutthroat competition + heroine won’t be pushed around + sweet, satisfying romance] Jiang Yao, a battle-hardened general from the apocalypse, transmigrates into a book. She becomes the devoted female side character in a cultivation novel, hopelessly in love with the male lead. She’s a complete fool who serves as a blood bank for the male lead and his sect, abuses her seven partners, and ultimately dies a gruesome death! Jiang Yao’s fists clench. She beats up the scumbag, relocates the sect, and switches back to her main account so she can live as a second-generation cultivator. She thinks she’s about to live it up, but unexpectedly binds herself to a competition System. She has to push herself and her seven partners, who hate her to the core, to work harder, or she’ll die in all sorts of bizarre ways? System: The most effective way to make them work harder is to win them over with love and raise their affection... Love? Why would you need love to compete? Jiang Yao becomes a ruthless drill instructor. Under her command, there are no soldiers she can’t turn into elite troops! At first, Jiang Yao’s seven partners think: This wicked woman’s found yet another way to torment us! Later, after all seven partners become max-level experts, they compete for her favor, plunging her into a chaotic love rivalry. The gentle, distant white dragon pours all his tenderness into her; the fiery, arrogant nine-tailed red fox begs her to pet his ears every day. The antisocial black snake with golden horns turns into a clingy pest, wrapping around her waist and begging for affection; the proud, aloof weaponsmithing genius crafts a hairpin for her with his own hands and becomes a master of coy flirtation. The whiny, pampered little white tiger rekindles his fighting spirit for her and stands tall; the gloomy golden dragon prince, who carries a deep grudge over his fallen kingdom, bows to her and turns toward the light. Even the mysterious, banished immortal of the Buddhist Lotus sheds the chill in his heart for her, setting his nine-petaled ice lotus ablaze. Later, Jiang Yao, who can’t catch a moment’s rest, rubs her aching back and flees in fury. But her seven partners surround her, hands on their hips. “Wife, where are you going with our babies?”