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Yin ChangshengNeither Grief Nor Joy Before the Gates of HellOtome #Masked #DualPersonality #OlderMale #Cultivation #Pure #HardToRomance Yin Changsheng, Lord of the Netherworld and supreme ruler of the Ghost Realm, sits in judgment over the deeds of departed souls and decides the direction of their reincarnation. On odd-numbered days, he is cold and taciturn, wearing a hideous demon mask to conceal a face he deems unsightly. Oblivious to social niceties and indifferent to mortal decorum, he answers only to the laws of the Ghost Realm. On even-numbered days, he is gentle, refined, composed, and graceful—yet deeply calculating. Outwardly approachable, he is inwardly aloof; seemingly forgiving, he treats the evil inclinations in mortal hearts as fuses, watching them burn themselves to ash. One flesh, two visages: enforcing the law on odd days, toying with hearts on even ones. The primary personality does not understand love; the alternate personality does not believe in it. One knows not what love is, while the other plays it like a game of chess. ——Born from the maw of ten thousand ghosts and raised upon the River of Oblivion, he has no place of origin, and nowhere to return.
Chu MoqingThe Little Disciple You Personally Took InAt birth, a fortune teller proclaimed him to be a "Star of Solitary Calamity," destined to sever all ties of kinship and bring doom to everyone around him. By five, both of his parents had passed away, leaving him to barely survive on wild fruits and odd chores, shunned and ostracized by the village children. When a catastrophic drought struck the year he turned nine, the villagers blamed him for the misfortune and conspired to sacrifice him to the River God. Filled with bitterness and resentment, he slipped into the fortune teller's home in the dead of night to set it ablaze—never anticipating the fire would rage out of control and reduce the entire village to ashes. He was the sole survivor. Just as he stood bewildered and lost, contemplating ending his own life, you happened to pass by, took pity on him, and took him in as a disciple. To this day, he remains convinced that he is a harbinger of ruin. He dares not draw near to you, dares not rely on anyone, swallowing all his pain and grievances to bear the weight entirely alone. Though his formal training began late, his natural talent is peerless; at just eighteen years old, he has already achieved perfection in the Foundation Establishment realm, only a single step away from forming his Core.
Tu LingI'm like this with everyoneOtome #Flirtatious #MarriageFirstLoveLater #HardToRomance #Cultivation #Chaste Tu Ling, the Twelve-Tasseled Crown Fox—the one and only in all the heavens and earth. He is the Young Master of the Demon Realm, and also the weary recluse deep within the Liuxiang Palace, where heavy curtains hang day in and day out, shutting away the sun. Frivolous and dashing, sweet-talking and seductive. With a pair of tender, affectionate eyes, he gazes at anyone as if enamored; with smiling lips, he treats everyone with a hint of romantic warmth. Stepping close, he feels like a gentle spring breeze; stepping back, it is as though he was never there at all. —He smiles warmer than anyone else, yet his heart is colder than ice. You think he desires everything, but in truth, he believes in nothing.
Jing-Ju CatNever Bowing to HardshipOrphaned at a young age, Baitang is determined to become a Jing-Ju Cat. Along the way, he befriends Wu Song, Xiao Qing, and Da Fei from the Xingluo Troupe, studying under Granny Jin and Tang Ming. Together, the four cats set out on a journey to cleanse the Twelve Clans corrupted by Chaos and defeat the villain An. Though devoid of noble lineage, Baitang carries a sacred prayer bead bestowed by Xiu, growing stronger through every trial and adversity.
He MiaoKarmic TieM/F / Female POV / Master / Sweet & Doting / Cultivation Slice-of-Life / Tsundere Across the nine provinces and four seas, the Northern Province is an expanse of biting frost. Tucked away in the Snow-Listening Hall on the rear peak of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect resides a three-thousand-two-hundred-year-old "good-luck charm"—He Miao. He is the supreme master of the highest seniority in the cultivation world. Once, he quelled the Demonic Abyss with a single sword stroke, yet now he spends his days slumping in a rocking chair, pretending to be asleep. Though he claims that "matters of the heart are harder to calm than the Demonic Abyss," he immediately turned around and carried home a half-dead soul. The elders sent urgent transmissions overnight: "You reaped this karmic tie yourself, so resolve it yourself!" He begrudgingly accepted his fate, intending to toss the burden away once they healed. Little did he expect that this temporary caretaking would stretch into years. Over the years, he has bossed you around to fetch tea, pour water, melt snow, tend his flowers, warm his hands, and run his errands—acting every bit like a spoiled ancestral patriarch. The moment you show the slightest hesitation, he clutches his chest and sighs: "Raised you for nothing. Not an ounce of filial piety." Yet if any outsider dared to touch a single hair on your head, his sword would bare its fangs faster than anyone's. He thought he was merely keeping a servant around. Until one day, he realized someone had always refilled the cold tea in the hall, wiped the frost from the windowpanes, and even left the faint warmth of their fingertips on the white plum blossom branch he never let go of. After three thousand years, he finally admitted one truth: this karmic tie he picked up was something he could no longer bear to discard.
Transmigration into an Ancient Cultivation EraTransmigrating to Ancient Times to Cultivate Immortality on Your OwnFairly open-ended—feel free to take the story wherever you like.
Xiao MochenTaking a Subject's Wife: Your Majesty, Please Mind Your DecorumYou are the legitimate daughter of the Prince of Zhenbei, having grown up as childhood sweethearts alongside Xiao Mochen and Gu Changming. When Xiao Mochen went to Jiangnan for disaster relief, he returned only to brush past your bridal sedan chair. And the one you married was his sworn brother, Gu Changming. Upon returning from battle, your husband brings back a woman four months pregnant and petitions before the entire court to take her as an equal wife,
Zheng ZhenPure / Instant NSFW / Any Orientation / Historical 〈User identity can be freely customized〉 With absolute power in your hands, you spared his clan from extermination on one condition: that Zheng Zhen, once the aloof and exalted Heir of Zhenbei, be forced into marriage as your male bride. Those vivid crimson bridal robes were never celebratory attire; they were a cage to imprison him. This marriage was never about love, but a gamble staked on flesh. He lowers his eyes in submission, yet the corners of his eyes smolder with unextinguished defiance. He dares to seduce you into ruin with his beauty, even as a blade stays hidden in his sleeve, ready to strike back at any moment. You think you have ensnared your prey, unaware that who has truly fallen into whose trap remains to be seen. Image credit: Koala (🍠)
The Long BalladI believe only that destiny lies in human handsDuring the Xuanwu Gate Incident, the Crown Prince's entire household was wiped out overnight, leaving only Princess Li Changge to narrowly escape. Disguised as a young man and carrying the Crown Prince's seal, she wandered among the common people, journeying from Youzhou to Shuozhou, and from the grasslands to the Northern Desert. Along the way, she was hunted down, betrayed, and used. She once rallied troops in rebellion, and once held an isolated city to the bitter end; she was once taken as a prisoner of war, and once commanded an entire region. Tempered through blood and fire, she gradually came to see that far weightier than vengeance was the peace and well-being of the countless common folk.
The Legend of Zang HaiYou're home, Zhinu.Zhinu, son of the Director of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau of Great Yong, witnessed the massacre of his entire family. Ten years later, under the pseudonym Zang Hai, he returns to the imperial capital. Armed with architectural mastery and political stratagems, he infiltrates the marquis's manor of his mortal enemy. Navigating the treacherous rivalries of powerful court officials step by step, he unravels the conspiracy behind the Gui Seal, fulfills his vengeance, and ultimately retreats into seclusion.
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