仙侠修真 Novels

Breaking News Across Three Realms! The Phoenix Prince and the Dragon Prince Both Flee on the Eve of Their Wedding! Phoenix Xiao, disguised as a mountain chicken spirit, thinks, “Let whoever wants to marry, marry. Not me, anyway.” Marrying a strange dragon won’t bring happiness. That snake demon he met in the mortal realm seems much better... Yet, after sweetly loving his snake-demon brother for years, he’s still dragged back by his clan to marry. T_T On their wedding day, the veils are lifted, and the two grooms lock eyes. Dragon Sheng raises a brow: “Chicken spirit?” Phoenix Xiao smirks coldly: “Snake demon?”

When Pei Jing first transmigrated into the book, he knew exactly what he was supposed to do. Following the cliché plot, he was to take the ill-fated protagonist as his disciple, guide him with love and tenderness, cling to his coattails, and prevent him from turning to darkness. But the plot took an unexpected turn—the protagonist still embraced the shadows. The darkened protagonist personally tore out his meridians, shattered his cultivation, annihilated his sect, and cast him into the endless abyss. Faced with such infuriating developments, Pei Jing could only sneer: *Interesting, really. :)* So, in the abyss, he too embraced the darkness. Emerging from the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave, the once-immortal white-robed elder became a blood-soaked asura. He severed the protagonist’s limbs and sealed him in the depths of the sea. He thought this was the end—but it was only the beginning. He was reborn. Yet the body he woke in wasn’t his own. --- Upon transmigrating, Pei Jing’s first priority was to find the protagonist and take him as his disciple. After a long search, he finally spotted him in a dim alley. Overjoyed, Pei Jing bent down and extended a hand: *"Young friend, would you like to join my sect?"* The protagonist lifted his grimy face, bewildered. But then, another hand suddenly grasped Pei Jing’s wrist. A man in black robes stood there, his beauty eerie and enchanting. Smiling dangerously, he asked: *"Immortal, what about me?"* Pei Jing: *"???"* Just like that, he ended up with two disciples—seemed like a good deal. *Wait… isn’t this development a bit off?*

Yu Qingzang transmigrated into a novel, becoming an insignificant extra from a minor sect who appeared no more than three times in the entire story—practically non-existent. Initially, he thought he wouldn’t interfere with the plot and could just enjoy a carefree cultivation life. But at twelve, when his sect couldn’t gather enough female disciples to participate in the Immortal Sect’s Mahjong Tournament, his eldest sister dragged him to the Ten Thousand Immortals Pavilion dressed as a girl to make up the numbers. Behind the pavilion, he met the young Long Aotian (refers to the domineering protagonist), who claimed it was love at first sight with "her." Yu Qingzang: "..." He forced a smile. "Haha, I’m still young. If you’re serious, come propose later." Long Aotian snapped off a peach blossom branch for him, eyes shining with youthful charm—only his ears were bright red. "It’s a promise!" For a moment, Yu Qingzang was dazzled by his harmless face... until he remembered the novel’s plot: this guy had endless romantic entanglements, childhood friends fighting to the death, and white roses clashing with red roses. Instantly, his heart turned to ice. With a plastic smile, he replied, "Sure, sure." Seven years later, Dragon Pride, now a troublemaking overlord, came knocking. Cheapskate Master: "Qingzang! Last time he went to the Seven Swords Sect and left them with only two swords! This old man can’t handle such a ‘heroic’ young man!" Eldest Sister: "Fear not, little junior brother! I have a magical artifact to save us!" She pulled out the latest women’s immortal fashion set from the Beauty Pavilion. Yu Qingzang: "...Scram!" To save his destitute sect, Yu Qingzang decided to debut as a female immortal idol... just kidding. Swallowing his pride, he dressed up again, intending to reject Dragon Pride as his sister advised. But the moment he stepped out, he saw the young man leaning lazily on his spear, the head of a ferocious beast—one that had harassed their sect for months—underfoot. Eyes bright as stars, Dragon Pride hastily wiped blood off his hands and called out, "Fairy!" "The Golden Core Tournament in Qingzhou gathers heroes from across the land. I-I’d like to invite you... if you’d, uh..." Clearly unused to such flowery speech, he stumbled over his words, flushing crimson yet gazing at Yu Qingzang with pure, earnest longing. Trembling, Yu Qingzang eyed the beast’s mutilated corpse (now pixelated under censorship) and wondered if that would be his fate if he spoke up: "..." —Sister, your rejection script sounds cool, but I don’t have the guts to say it QAQ Winds howl, waters chill; off goes the warrior... returning in drag.

After self-destructing his golden core to perish alongside a demonic cultivator, Liu Linchuan, a disciple of the Tianxuan Sect, is reborn into a peculiar interstellar world as a well-known good-for-nothing youth named Oakland. He is also forcibly engaged to the son of a notoriously ruthless and tyrannical marshal.In this strange world, he encounters astonishingly powerful battle armors, super soldiers who possess beast souls and can transform into beast forms, and emblem masters who can craft mysterious emblems. Despite lacking spiritual power and having a frail physique, he takes an unconventional path to become the most powerful and respected emblem master in this world, while also finding sweet love.

The MMORPG server Mo Yang played came to life, transporting him into a novel about a domineering male protagonist, claiming he could conquer all, trample over Long Aos, and reach the pinnacle of life. Mo Yang and his dog hit it off instantly, eagerly planning to snatch the protagonist's opportunities, recruit his followers, romance his women, and become the protagonist's daddy! Unfortunately, the system, long plagued by glitches, had gone mad, with data corrupted, making it impossible to confirm who the protagonist was. A: A celestial talent, the top disciple of a major sect System: It's him, it's him, it's him! Thus, Mo Yang was tied up. B: A reincarnated immortal, an immortal master from a secluded world System: It's him, it's him, it's him! Thus, Mo Yang was imprisoned. C: Orphaned, a grassroots underdog rising to power System: It's him, it's him, it's him! Thus, Mo Yang was flipped. D: ♂ System: … Mo Yang: QAQ · In the end, Mo Yang, who had been running into trouble everywhere, was tearfully carried back. The "protagonist" whispered hoarsely in his ear, "Little liar." But his arms held tighter. [Can't be Long Aotian, but can marry him.]

It is said that Ye Jiuya possesses unparalleled martial prowess and peerless beauty, captivating countless hearts at first sight—and I was no exception.

Professor System has issued a mission: to rescue the gentle, kind and tragic protagonist shou of the novel “The Exceptional Furnace”.Song ‘Scholar-Tyrant’ Qingshi: “Don’t worry, Professor! I can definitely ensure the patient’s recovery!”In the Immortal Realm:Song Qingshi praised from the bottom of his heart: “My patient is the kindest and most beautiful little angel in the world.”Yue Wuhuan quietly washed the blood from his hands and smiled softly: “En.”Song Qingshi swore from the bottom of his heart: “As a doctor, I will never covet nor take advantage of my beautiful patient!”Yue Wuhuan took full and complete advantage of the doctor and smiled softly: “En.”Song Qingshi affirmed from the bottom of his heart: “Under my loving care, the patient will never be blackened!”Yue Wuhuan secretly hid his monstrously evil thoughts and smiled softly: “En.”At that inextinguishable summit, upon thousand and thousands of soul lamps, he sat on the god’s throne of white bone, guarding that piece of stone.“You are the only one in this world who treats me tenderly.”“And so, you are the only one I treat tenderly.”Scholar-tyrant Song was absolutely delighted: “Professor! Can I get full marks?”Professor System exploded: “You fool! You saved the wrong person!”

Ning Shiting followed Prince Qing, Gu Feiyin, for ten years—breaking off an engagement, abandoning his bright immortal path, and trading his blade for life in the manor. In his youth, unnamed and unfavored, he met his end with a cup of poisoned wine. Reborn at seventeen, he let go of his obsessions, seeking only a letter of divorce. Life in the manor was lonely, shared only with the crippled young heir under the same roof, remaining indifferent to each other. Knowing that in the future, Gu Tingshuang would storm the palace, kill his father, and become a tyrant—and knowing the boy had lost his mother young, weathering hardships—he offered patient guidance and gentle companionship, hoping to temper his rage with peace. Yet one summer day, as he lounged in the courtyard with closed eyes, he overheard servants urging the heir to choose a consort. From a shadowed corner of the study, the brooding, cold youth in a wheelchair sneered, "Who needs a consort? I only want the one in this courtyard." "His divorce letter—I’ll write it." "His remarriage—I’ll decree it." Reborn, he never expected to become the tyrant’s white moonlight, a cinnabar stain etched into a frigid heart. * At ten, Gu Tingshuang lost his mother, his spiritual roots shattered, confined to a wheelchair. At fourteen, his father welcomed his "benefactor" into the manor—their bridal chamber placed in his mother’s old room. That night, he stormed in with a blade, his voice dark with fury: *Get out.* The young man lifted his veil to meet his gaze. Eyes clear, serene like still water. For the next decade, he became the sole fixation of his heart. Cultivating for him, stepping into the world for him, wielding his blade to sever fate’s threads. Because he was the last light piercing his life. *Before you, ten years of frost.* *After you, spring rains gentle.*

The man leaned down, looked at the dying him, and a sardonic smile filled his charming eyes. "In this life, in the afterlife, you will always be the one who fails, Gu Pinglin." Driven into hell by a lonely genius, he died with an obsession over winning and losing, and woke up with the same obsession. Past events feel like a dream, his path wavers, but he can never rid himself of this obsession. Reborn, he vows to fulfill his obsession and prove the true path once again! —I have arrived, my archenemy. Story Setting: Demonic Seductive Top X Proud and Forbearing Bottom(Strong vs Strong, Love-Hate Relationship, Main Bottom), Character prototypes originate from the Jin Guang Puppet Show CP Shen Gu Wen Huang X Chi Yu Xin Zhi Jie, This is not a revenge story. To "Archenemy" Who cares for the lonely figure, The eternal fame of drifting winds. The past is never truly over, Our gathering and parting always because of you.

Huaiwang Immortal entered the mortal world to undergo trials and formed a partnership with a beautiful rogue cultivator. As the thunder tribulation of the ninth heaven approached, they held hands and vowed to stay together through life and death. In a flash, the thunder tribulation struck the Immortal's head. Rogue Cultivator: "...I suspect he's lying."*Huaiwang Immortal of the Lin Yuan Sect returned from his trials, the most powerful cultivator in the world. Sect Leader: "May I ask what trials the Immortal underwent?" Huaiwang, cold as the snow on Cangshan Mountain: "I do not remember." The entire sect was horrified: The Immortal was struck by lightning and lost his memory! *The Lin Yuan Sect announced it was recruiting disciples, and talents from all over the world gathered. The Sect Leader asked each one: "Why have you come to the Lin Yuan Sect?" "For the sake of all living beings." "To cultivate the true path." "To ascend in a thousand years." A voice mixed among the rest: "For my ex-husband, he abandoned me after leading me on." The world's number one rogue cultivator, Jian Zhu, lifted his head from under the veil of his hat, his exquisite beauty clear for all to see. In an instant, the entire hall fell silent. ————————————— The Lin Yuan Sect made an exception and accepted a rogue cultivator. His power was unfathomable, his beauty renowned throughout the sect, and it was said he had an "ex-husband," though he never pointed anyone out. Gradually, everyone began to treat it as a joke by Jian Zhu. Until one day, the Sect Leader's chief disciple, blushing, asked Jian Zhu if he had a cultivation partner. Before he could finish, a white light descended from the sky and landed in front of them. Huaiwang Immortal stared at Jian Zhu: "Are you going to cheat?" Jian Zhu remained unperturbed: "You're an ex, why do you care so much?" Huaiwang: "...Nonsense." ***** Before regaining memory: Recently, there's been a stranger always coming near me, I ignore them completely. After regaining memory:...That seems to be my dear cultivation partner. #Jealous of myself, scolding myself, digging my own corner while also stepping on myself#

Before the ancestor entered seclusion, he left the lost secret technique of the Joyful Chan to Gu Yao. "If you can cultivate with a Mahayana stage practitioner, you can form a golden core in ten years and ascend to divinity in a hundred!" But there are only two Mahayana practitioners in the entire cultivation world. One is a vile old man from the demonic path in his twilight years, with a sinister nature who enjoys turning people into oil lamps. The other is the sect leader of a top-tier upper realm sect, Rong Ji—a sword cultivator who practices the path of ruthlessness, rumored to be even more brutal and cruel than the demonic old man! Gu Yao accidentally entered Rong Ji's pocket dimension, transformed into a small fox, and was picked up by the amnesiac Sect Leader Rong, who was there to cultivate his heart. The little fox was freezing, and seeing that Rong Ji was about to eat him, it whimpered pitifully and begged for mercy. "...Never mind, I won’t kill today. Go sleep on that cushion." A hundred years passed in a flash, but only one year had passed in the real world. Unexpectedly, enemies caught up, and Gu Yao quickly packed up and fled. Soon, news spread that Sect Leader Rong had emerged from seclusion, offering a heavy reward for the capture of a fox demon! Gu Yao tucked his fox tail tightly: What’s the reward? What? Say it again?? A million spirit stones?!?! Gu Yao: QAQ Can I turn myself in for the reward??? In short, the bottom transforms into his original form and enters the top's heart-cultivation world, spending a hundred years with the top who has lost his memory.

He was once the head of the immortal sect. Jiang Zheluo single-handedly averted the catastrophe, protecting the people of the divine land, but in doing so lost all his cultivation, turning his hair white overnight. All that remained was a millennium of futile memories and a body riddled with ailments. He retreated from the cultivation world, gathering herbs and planting flowers deep within the Zhongnan Mountains, merely seeking to live out his remaining years in peace. Until... the little spirits he had saved, the juniors he had cared for, and even the demons he had subdued countless times came to him, each one more passionate than the last, grabbing his hand and asking: "Senior, what type do you like? Can you not be so strict about gender?" Jiang Zheluo: "...???" · Wen Renye is the new Demon Lord. He is cold and ruthless, strikingly handsome, and carries the shame of being defeated by the head of the immortal sect with a single move in his youth. Unable to let go of his obsession, Wen Renye rushed to the Zhongnan Mountains, where he saw the former immortal sect leader with his white hair and thin robes, his sickly frame hunched over, a hint of scarlet like cinnabar on his lips from coughing. His obsession remained, Yet his heart skipped a beat.

Yu Tianze died foolishly in his past life, so he decided to be smarter this time. A revenge-themed rebirth story featuring a bottom with overpowered combat skills but low EQ, and a top who climbs his way up through hard work and shares the same (love) EQ deficiency. The author struggles with how to make them fall in love.

"Digging pits and not filling them will bring retribution... Habitually tormenting protagonists will also bring retribution... Suffering such retribution, Li Handan—an author from a certain DQ literature site—transmigrates with a deadpan expression into the role of the protagonist’s master, a character who frequently abused the protagonist and ultimately drove her to corruption. Li Handan: 'Regrets, oh regrets!' So she goes all out, showering the female lead with kindness ⊙▽⊙. Little does she know... her disciple is also a reincarnator—one who died from her master’s abuse in her past life.

Ning Yu transmigrated into a minor servant of the most beautiful cultivator in the realm. Countless men flocked to flatter the beauty— When the righteous Sword Lord came to protect the beauty, Ning Yu was grinding herbs for her. When a noble scion came to show concern, Ning Yu was tidying her clothes. When a demonic cultivator attempted seduction, Ning Yu was drawing her bathwater. Then the Demon Sovereign arrived, intent on kidnapping the beauty to be his consort. Ning Yu kept working, confident that hordes of reinforcements would come to the rescue. Ning Yu: Not worried at all.jpg But later, the Demon Sovereign kidnapped *him* instead. Ning Yu: ??? A crowd rushed to his aid, shouting: *"Release Fellow Daoist Ning!"* Ning Yu: *"Are you all grabbing the wrong person?"* —1v1, no harem. The top is the Demon Sovereign (not just a background character), though there are other one-sided attractions and rivalry scenarios. The bottom only reciprocates the top's advances.

Ruan Qiuping had to see someone every day. At their first meeting, that person was just a short, quiet child who seemed to have autism. Later, they met again at a luxurious banquet. The main door opened, and the cold sound of a cane echoed. Everyone fell silent. At the center of attention was a man. He was dressed in a black suit, wearing thin gold-rimmed glasses, and holding an expensive cane with white gloves. His face was calm and dignified, as if a single gesture from him could make everyone hold their breath. The sound of the cane stopped in front of Ruan Qiuping. The man removed his gloves, and his slightly cool fingertips gently wiped away the smudge at the corner of Ruan Qiuping's lips. He whispered, "Ruan, you promised to buy me candy." ...Yu Huan saw that man every year. He appeared once a year, though it was never known on which day he would suddenly show up. So, Yu Huan prepared himself every day to be at his best. He waited eagerly. Yu Huan: 365 days a year, one day to see you, 364 days preparing to see you. Ruan Qiuping: Your year is just a day to me.

The Taiyan Sect's outer sect gained a remarkably talented servant disciple. With a face that captivated all, he was lazy and carefree, yet rose to fame in a single battle. Alas, this disciple was frail and weak; without the nourishment of rare treasures, his cultivation path would likely end. "Able to release sword energy before even reaching Foundation Establishment, born to wield the sword. Pity, pity." All who spoke thus shook their heads and sighed. Zong Ci didn't mind—his life was a borrowed one. Having died saving the world, he was thankful to have been reborn. He held no grudges, simply wishing to live well. His idleness was fine by him, but others wouldn't allow it. His former loathed love, his ruthless junior brother, his capricious master... all rushed to uncover his secrets, eyes alight with madness, each willing to lay their hearts bare before him. Zong Ci: ??? Considering his past poor relationships, he was overwhelmed. He always felt he had gained nothing in his previous life—betrayal from his sect, separation from comrades, death and the end of his path, a mere joke. He never imagined they would stand before his grave, plunge into the ghost realm, fall into the demon abyss, seemingly insane. He never expected one more, who set up a divination board and calculated through the night. The heavenly snow settled on Tianji Gate, only to await an empty coffin bearing half a severed finger.

**More Serious Version:** Yunzhongjun Feng Rugui is a legendary figure in the Taoist sect and a savior of the world. At 14, with a stroke of inspiration, he created the 49-style Guixu Swordplay, astonishing all with his brilliance. At 15, mastering both cultivation and martial arts, he forged the twin swords—Luosu Qingwan and Hansu Cold Iron—earning universal admiration. At 18, trapped in the demon realm, he defended over a hundred disciples for 89 days, shocking the world. At 28, retired in Fengling, living a premature life of leisure, only to be abruptly jilted. ——————————— **Less Serious Version:** Buddhist practitioner Ruyi, the solitary blade who defends the faith, kills to protect the world. Countless Buddhas exist in the Western Pure Land, yet the only true Buddha in Ruyi’s heart is his childhood foster father, mentor, and benefactor: Lord Duanrong, Chang Boning. But Chang Boning’s heart belongs solely to his junior disciple, Feng Rugui, whom he raised himself. …Infuriating. When tasked by Chang Boning to care for Feng Rugui—his lazy, reclusive junior who hasn’t left the mountain in a decade—the habitually cold and aloof Ruyi hides his displeasure perfectly. Until one day, Ruyi discovers that Feng Rugui, just like his foster father, plays the konghou exquisitely. Ruyi, arms behind his back: "…Yunzhongjun, it seems Lord Duanrong taught you well." Feng Rugui: "Tch. Called me ‘foster father’ when you were young, now it’s ‘Yunzhongjun.’" Top: Ruyi (You Hongchen) x Bottom: Feng Rugui Charming yet ruthless Buddhist beauty (gong) x Free-spirited, ambiguous Taoist rogue (shou) **Tagline:** "The world kisses me with pain, so I repay it in kind." **Notes:** 1. Don’t ask if the gong is really bald. The answer is yes. 2. Main shou, younger gong, 1V1. A mix of angst and indulgence, beautiful gong x captivating shou, 5-year age gap. 3. Gong genuinely dislikes the shou initially for various reasons, but expect a "regret and redemption" arc. 4. Multiple CPs ahead. 5. Original pen name: [Dazed Cherry]—deleted due to serious misconduct. Current pen name: [Riding a Whale Southbound]. Follow on Weibo: [JJ-Riding a Whale Southbound].

On the verge of death, the peak master of the Twelfth Peak of Xianyun Sect offered a Nine-turn Resurrection Pill as a reward, hiring Yun Mo, a genius from the Sword Sect, to protect his only son, Si Ran, for a hundred years. Upon hearing this news, the cultivation world believed the Sword Sect had struck a great deal. After all, everyone knew Si Ran only possessed five spiritual roots, barely at the Qi Refining stage, with no remarkable talents—a complete loser. For cultivators, a hundred years pass in the blink of an eye, and obtaining a Nine-turn Resurrection Pill in exchange was a profitable trade. Yun Mo initially thought the same. Later, he discovered that this "loser" seemed a bit unusual.

Qi Shu, the eldest senior brother of the Kunlun Sword Sect, possesses exceptional talent and a graceful demeanor, making him the dream lover of many cultivators in the cultivation world. He has a secret. He is secretly in love with his master. Gu Hanjiang, the head of the Kunlun Sword Sect, is known for his upright character, aloofness, and strictness, yet he shows great affection towards his eldest disciple. Respecting his master and upholding the values of the sect, Qi Shu concealed his feelings for many years. Until one day, he discovered a secret. His master possesses a rare furnace constitution, which requires dual cultivation during his tribulation ascension, or else he will suffer severe backlash and fall into demonic madness. Returning to the sect, Qi Shu found that his master’s cultivation had indeed hit a bottleneck, leaving him severely weakened. Gazing at his master’s pale and handsome face, Qi Shu felt compassion: "Master, I can help you." Gu Hanjiang: "...Are you certain?" Qi Shu: "I mean what I say!" Later, Qi Shu learned that a furnace constitution doesn’t necessarily mean being in the passive role. The storybooks didn’t say that!!! Tags: Master-disciple relationship, Qi Shu as the bottom, Gu Hanjiang as the cold yet restrained beauty and the top, let the master take charge! Check out other completed works in the column~