Xianxia

I was the greatest prodigy among the immortal sects.

Then the junior disciple I trusted most drugged me, destroyed my cultivation, and imprisoned me in a sunless dungeon, where I became a plaything for a pack of beasts.

They fastened specially made chains around my limbs and found new ways to violate me.

They took pleasure in watching my once flawless body become covered in bruises and filth.

My master came to rescue me.

They cut off her hands and feet, put her in a jar, and brought her before me.

“Do you see?

No one can take you away from us.”

“We’re the ones who love you most in this world.”

“You’re no longer the exalted Holy Maiden of the Taixuan Sect, while we remain the most distinguished men in the cultivation world.

Despite that gulf between us, we’re willing to humble ourselves and share you.

What more could you possibly want?”

After endless torment, I finally found an opportunity to detonate the spiritual energy remaining inside me.

At last, I managed to die.

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day my junior disciple brought me the medicine.

I was undergoing my lightning tribulation, on the verge of ascending.

A young herbal apprentice came up the mountain to gather herbs and was struck by the tribulation lightning.

Our fates became entangled, and I granted him three wishes.

Anything was possible, provided it defied neither Heaven’s law nor human morality.

His eyes shone.

“Lady Fox Immortal, my first wish is to take you as my wife.”

I agreed.

As we bowed to Heaven and Earth, we both vowed to have only each other for the rest of our lives—to be kind to one another, to weather hardship together, and never to part.

Only later did I learn that mortals could make empty promises.

Once we spirits swore a vow, however, we had to keep it to the end.

On our wedding day, my husband suddenly remembered his past.

“I am the Qingyun Sect’s senior disciple.

You would never have found me if I hadn’t been injured fighting demons.”

“We are worlds apart.

This wedding is canceled.”

His eyes fell on my pretty face, looking all the fairer above my scarlet wedding gown.

Then he changed his tune.

“If you truly cannot bear to part with me, you may stay by my side as a concubine.

Consider it repayment for saving my life.”

I stood stunned for a long moment.

Just as the Qingyun disciples decided I must be speechless with delight, I ripped off my bridal veil and flung it to the ground.

“Hey!

You’re eighty years old!

How dare an old geezer like you go after a fresh young thing like me!”

I am the Dark Lord, and I accidentally ended up in a Chinese cultivation novel.

A demonic cultivator asked, “What evil deeds have you committed?”

I replied, “Made Horcruxes.

Pursued immortality.”

The demonic cultivator said, “I asked what evil deeds you’ve committed, not how you cultivate.”

My eldest sect brother, who was to become my cultivation partner, brought home a woman.

For her, he succumbed to worldly desire.

Once he had tasted it, he could not stop.

But I could see that she was a demon cultivator wearing human skin.

When I exposed her before everyone, she stripped off her skin and destroyed herself.

My sect brother hated me for it.

He said I had ruined her chance to become human.

Later, after he attained immortality, he destroyed our sect, tore out my immortal bones, crippled my cultivation, and shut me in a dark dungeon to torment me day after day.

When I woke again, I was back on the day before I exposed them.

This time, I would not stand in the way of his love.

As he wished, my sect brother abandoned cultivation and went into the mortal world to live as a man.

Does transmigrating into a vicious female supporting character mean you have to survive by clinging to the male lead?

Faced with the battered, humiliated male lead, Yu Tai smiles and opens with a live demonstration: sleeping with him.

Worried about a romantic clash with the original heroine?

Yu Tai glances at a certain demon beast she raised like her own daughter and sighs.

Ever heard of a heroine who insists on taking human form as a man?

And when Yu Tai’s identity as a demonic cultivator is exposed, plunging her into an unprecedented crisis?

The male lead she thought was weak merely flicks a finger, destroying half the cultivation world in a single blow.

???

Yu Tai: Is there something wrong with this novel I transmigrated into?

The Immortal Lord dug out my spirit root to save his beloved junior sister.

With tears streaming down my face, I gently talked him around.

I coaxed him—and his entire sect—into signing a life-and-death pact.

As long as I did nothing wrong, everyone in the sect had to keep me safe.

Break that promise, and the backlash would consume their souls and reduce them to ashes.

Then my enemies began turning up at the mountain gates, one after another.

The leaders of both the righteous and demonic paths surrounded the sect, demanding my life.

Everyone in the sect went pale.

They stood no chance.

The Immortal Lord fought his way out of the encirclement, drenched in blood, and turned to me in desperation.

I spread my hands helplessly.

“Either kill them for me.”

I drew my sword at my leisure.

“Or, if you can’t, give me back my spirit root.

I’ll do it myself.”

When Sovereign Cangxuan returned from his mortal trial, he brought a mortal woman with him.

They said she was Princess Yuyao of the mortal realm, a beauty without equal.

The Old Man of the Moon declared that she was the true reincarnation of the Azure Empress—the woman the sovereign loved.

And so the empress and the sovereign threw me, the impostor who had deceived him, straight into the Well of Gods and Demons.

Before ascending to immortality, my cultivation partner worried I would never let him go.

So he put a spell on me to erase my memories.

What he hadn’t expected was that I would fall for every man I met.

He hadn’t even ascended yet, and I’d already fallen madly in love three times.

At last, he couldn’t stand it anymore and appeared before me.

He thought I would fall in love with him at first sight, abandon everyone else, and lose myself hopelessly in him.

But I only looked at this vaguely familiar man.

Then, torn, I asked, “If you really like me that much, would you mind being my second husband?”

My ex completely lost his mind.

My family has one enormous, very public secret.

Ever since she was born, my mother has been bound to a system: the Beauty System.

Apparently, if she ever drops out of the top three on the Beauty Ranking of the Four Seas and Eight Realms, she will die.

At first, neither of my parents was remotely worried.

With Mother’s looks, holding her place for another few hundred thousand years would be no trouble at all.

But sometimes the unexpected arrives without the slightest warning.

When my parents joyfully welcomed their first child, a floating Beauty Ranking of the Four Seas and Eight Realms appeared out of thin air beside the bed.

And there, in first place, was my eldest brother, whose name had only just been decided: Zhou Yi.

My parents were a little bewildered, but didn’t think much of it.

Until they had their second child.

My parents and big brother once again greeted the new baby with delight.

Once again, the ranking appeared in midair.

First place changed hands again.

It now belonged to my elder sister, Zhou Er.

That was when Father panicked.

He moved out of their bedroom that very night.

For several years afterward, he didn’t dare set so much as one foot inside after sunset.

Every evening, they would hold hands in the corridor, gazing at each other as they lingered over their farewell.

Then my brother and sister would each take one of them by the hand and escort them to their separate rooms, with my parents looking back every few steps.

They pined so badly their eyes practically glowed green, but at least Mother’s life was safe.