Classmate, Don't Be a Trouble [Rebirth]

Although Luo Qingci knew her name sounded like that of a female lead in a historical romance novel, she never imagined she would one day transmigrate into a cultivation novel. What frustrated her even more was that she hadn’t become the female lead—but rather the female lead’s cannon-fodder master. This cultivation novel was a typical overpowered-female-lead story. However, the female lead wasn’t human—she was a dragon. In a world where humans and dragons were sworn enemies, the female lead endured brutal suffering at the hands of humans and betrayal by the male lead early on, eventually descending into darkness and destroying the cultivation world with her overwhelming power. As for the female lead’s master, Huaizhu Jun, she slaughtered the female lead’s entire family in the prologue, leaving only an egg behind. Later, she tormented the naive and devoted disciple in every possible way, only to have her spiritual roots destroyed, her immortal bones extracted, and her body torn apart. When Luo Qingci transmigrated, she found herself staring at a pool of blood on the ground and a pitch-black, hideously ugly egg-shaped object—petrified on the spot. If she boiled the egg right now… would it still be too late? Much later— Female Lead: “Master, weren’t you supposed to be the ruthless dragon-slaying goddess? How could you miss me?” Luo Qingci: “Your egg was too ugly.” Female Lead: “Master, I love seeing you humiliated like this.” Luo Qingci: “That’s too twisted.” Female Lead: “Master, I love you. Have you ever… liked me even a little?” Luo Qingci: “I’m not stupid.” Female Lead: “…” Dark, obsessive disciple vs. aloof-but-kind master. Alternate titles: *When Will Master Drop Her Mask?* and *Unmasking Master*.

A cold, high-IQ boss who cares for no one vs. a "ghost-fearing menace" with overpowering combat skills. After an unexpected "death," a select group is chosen to enter the Tianwang world, forced to outwit NPCs in deadly games. Entering her first instance, the system kindly gifts Xiao Muyu a noob charm. But before she can even warm it up, the fox-like Shen Qingqiu swipes it away. Even without the charm, Xiao Muyu still earns S-tier ratings, earning the system’s stamp as a top scholar— Alongside recruiting Shen Qingqiu, system-certified school bully, as her personal talisman. Shen Qingqiu’s philosophy? NPCs are just obstacles in the way—solution? Crush them! Soon, the game’s NPCs tremble at their names. Turns out, what I thought was my deliberate approach was actually you drawing near, step by step.

Two people, who initially believed they were each other’s most detestable type, joined forces to achieve their goals, using one another. One aimed for widowhood, the other for divorce—yet they ended up falling deeply. Cen Mo’an: "I heard Ms. Lu never divorces unless she’s widowed?" Lu Ziqin flashed a bewitching smile: "Don’t you trust me, A’an?" Awakening from tonight’s drunkenness, Lu Ziqin was tormented by her past indifference.

Meng Chuxi never imagined her life would be turned upside down at a cultural relics exhibition—all because she glanced at a figure in a painting and dreamed her way back a thousand years. In the impoverished yet tranquil village of a millennium past, Meng Chuxi, rescued by a mute girl from Zhou Village, looked at the scrawny little thing before her and decided to roll up her sleeves to nurture this bean sprout. The villagers all said the mute Zhou girl was a jinx, having brought misfortune to her father, mother, and even her husband. Yet unexpectedly, after picking up this woman of unknown origin, her days began to flourish. The people of Zhou Village, who once pitied Zhou Qingwu, ended up envying her beyond measure. Who knew that the simple rhythms of daily life—firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea—could bring such happiness? This is a farming and food fiction set in an alternate universe, where I aim to write about every edible thing I know, fulfilling my culinary dreams on paper.

The three realms once knew that the celestial Zuoqing Shenjun and the Demon Emperor shared an intimate bond—until whispers spread that Shenjun personally slew the demon sovereign before the Great War, sending all worlds into turmoil. A millennium ago, Ye Qinming adored Zuoqing fervently; a millennium later, she loathes her with equal intensity. Yet ultimately, she learns: the one most deeply wronged was never her, but the very person she despised. *"Pity on all living souls... yet my deepest love is reserved for you."* —Gu Xiyan: "Qinming, what tea are you?" —Ye Qinming: "With a nose that sharp, can’t you tell?" —Gu Xiyan: "Black tea?" —Ye Qinming: "Try steeping me to find out." Thus begins a tale of *washing inkstones with tea leaves, and steeping tea with mountain streams*—a story of past and present lives between: - A sightless lotus-white Shenjun who *"scents the wind, deciphers hearts, and hears the cosmos"* - And a tsundere, spicy-green-tea Demon Emperor who *"talks tough but melts easy"*