After Cutting Ties, the Five Daoist Consorts Fight Over the Poor Little One

After three years of relentlessly pursuing the aloof Immortal Venerable Xie Wuwang, Su Qingli’s romance progress is stuck at a stubborn 1%. She took a sword for him, refined pills for him, and waited for him through snowy nights, only to get a cool, indifferent “There’s no need.” The night her heart finally died, she gave the System a bitter smile. “I’m giving up the mission.” The moment she confirmed it, the romance interface suddenly refreshed. There were four more pages waiting to be unlocked. When she turned the page, her pupils trembled: Mo Chiyuan, young lord of the Netherworld, affection 35%, with a note: “Poor thing. He doesn’t want you, but I do.” Shen Qingxian, direct disciple of the Medicine King Valley, affection 28%, with a message engraved on the medicine bottle: “Your constitution intrigues me.” Xiao Pojun, general of the demon clan, affection 50%, as the communication stone vibrated: “Benefactor, you saved my life three years ago. Today, I’ve come to marry you.” The mysterious banished immortal Jun Lichen, affection ???, locked, yet whispering in her dream: “It’s been three hundred years. I’ve found you.” Su Qingli held the four new “romantic debts” in her hands and looked at Xie Wuwang, still aloof in the distance. Suddenly, she smiled. This time, she didn’t want to chase after just one stone that would never warm up. After all, once you turn the page, the world opens wide. She just never expected that when all five men showed up at her door at once, the real battlefield would begin… [One heroine, five suitors; rivalry among the men; a clear-headed heroine’s growth, from chasing one man to being pursued by five; cultivation, sweet romance, and a satisfying regret-and-redemption arc]