The Cold Palace Mistress’s Daily Demon-Slaying

[Gender-bender novel. If you don't like that, don't read.]

[The author has been an Emperor of Heaven, this isn't made up.]

Once, Zuo Qingqiu opened the gates of Heaven, attained the Dao, and ascended to True Lord. From then on, he enjoyed ten thousand years of carefree freedom.

Who could have guessed that a wisp of a past life would appear like the moon reflected in a cold pool?

This body is an immortal from a painting, and also a stranger in a foreign land.

He had hoped to lay down the burdens of the world and become a carefree Grand Elder.

To watch the clouds drift by and admire the moon rising and setting.

To listen to the pines whisper as snow boiled, and savor the warmth of mortal life.

Let the seasons turn as they may; I will remain content and at ease.

Every so often, wipe frost from my sword, warm the night with tea, cut through the mortal world, and glimpse the true colors of these mountains and rivers.

Who knew Heaven's will would always be so difficult to fathom?

The world is a game of chess, and every board is new.

This is a story about a beautiful woman who lives forever.

(PS1: No marriage, no corruption, no saintly self-sacrifice, and no characters losing their intelligence. Just a wish-fulfillment novel with a bit of sound logic, some cozy everyday life, ensemble maneuvering, and the occasional overwhelming victory.)

(PS2: The author has read and written plenty of excellent gender-bender xianxia, including New White Snake Asks About Immortality, Investiture of the Gods: A Phoenix Clone from the Start, and If You Don't Reject Me, I'd Be Honored to Call You My Adoptive Father. Feel free to give this a try.)