The Demon King Captured the Holy Emperor in the Seventh Year

Side Story: Lai An and Jiang Jianming's Youthful Campus Romance (Not Really Main Story Completed —Please Ignite the Withered Years, Traverse the Embers of Old Civilizations and a Myriad of Cold Stars, and Before the Dawn of Humanity Arrives, Awaken in My Embrace.

Three years ago, a piece of tragic news arrived from the distant stars. Crown Prince Lian perished heroically on the frontier, his body unable to return home. The empire lost its radiant, god-like heir, as well as one of the strongest New Crystal humans of the century. It was said the prince left behind a pitiable widow. …At the funeral, the young widow, with his black hair and pale skin, stood silently by the coffin, head bowed, his fragile demeanor exuding the delicate aura of a Fractured Crystal human. The imperial family and high-ranking officials frowned in displeasure—so this was the unremarkable creature their prince had once adored to the point of obsession. Jiang Jianming spent three years as an unremarkable slacker at the Imperial Military Academy. Upon graduation, he calmly packed his bags and stepped straight into the brutal battlefields of the distant stars to retrieve the body of his prince. Everyone knew Fractured humans were physically weak, utterly devoid of combat capability. Many mocked or pitied him, waiting to wrap this overambitious youth in a shroud. Until the day the pale young man, drenched in blood, trod across scorched earth, his raised hand sending gunshots piercing through the night. The reflection of the galaxy shimmered in his clear eyes, his mech’s blade bathed in crystalline dust and starlight. Behind him, countless elite New Crystal humans bowed in sincere respect, addressing him in unison as "Commander." Alien beasts trembled at his name in terror. Prosperous autonomous star systems welcomed him as an honored guest. Ruthless space pirates regarded him with both hatred and fascination… Jiang Jianming merely smiled faintly. "Don’t exaggerate. I’m just a frail, sickly Fractured human, after all." The empire: "?" And when the emperor returned from the abyss to the land of the living, faced with the tales of how his beloved had overturned the distant stars in his name... The emperor glared coldly. "Nonsense. The Commander is just a frail, sickly Fractured human... So, who dared let him onto a mech today?" The empire: "???" —*—*— **CP**: Iron-willed, tender-hearted prince/emperor (top) × calm, intelligent cadet/commander (bottom) ★ Mutual devotion, strong leads, happy ending (HE). ★ Brainstorm-heavy space fantasy with original lore; long-form planned. ★ Friendly discussions welcome—happy reading QvQ —*—*—

Chu Yan, the lord of the Nine-Layered Palace, lived a life of arrogance and pride, convinced of his unparalleled talent—until he was brought down by the very male concubine he had doted on for ten years. With his ancestral legacy destroyed and all hope lost, abandoned by everyone, he recalled the loyal bodyguard who had stayed by his side for a lifetime—only to be executed by his own order. When he opened his eyes again, time had rewound as if it were all a dream. Overjoyed to see the cold, silent figure in black still beside him, he failed to notice the shattered, desolate pain in the man’s eyes. —A broken sword can be reforged, but what of a broken heart?

The martial world says that the mysterious and unpredictable Zhuyin Sect of Mount Shenlie has a young sect leader who is indifferent and unfeeling, and a dashing yet ruthless red-robed guardian.The martial world says that Sect Leader Yun Changliu and the Four Directions Protector Guan Wujue have perfect understanding and deep affection for each other.The martial world says that Sect Leader Yun has almost unconsciously spoiled his protector to the heavens.…That winter solstice, Guan Wujue, who had been sent out to oversee a branch sect, disobeyed orders and returned on his own, bringing with him a gentle and delicate youth in green robes who practiced medicine.—The martial world doesn’t know that in Sect Leader Yun’s heart, there’s still a white moonlight from his youth.Now Guan Wujue has plucked down that moon and dragged it before his sect leader.