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Swords of LegendsWhy drift away, why so rarely reunited?Prince Changqin was exiled to the mortal realm, and his destined soul and four secondary souls were forged into the Fuxi Sword, sealed within Umeng Spirit Valley. His remaining two souls and three secondary souls wandered for a millennium through soul-crossing, eventually becoming Ouyang Shaogong. Because the murderous Qi of the Fuxi Sword entered his body, Han Yunxi changed his name to Baili Tusu and embarked on a journey to discover his origins and lift the curse of the Qi. In order to reclaim his half-soul and rebuild Penglai, Shaogong turned against Tusu as enemies, and the two ultimately fought a decisive battle in Penglai, perishing together.
Fu XiaochunSee you in the next lifeOtome-oriented#Scheming and Heartless#Hard to Romance#Immortal Cultivation#Gu Cultivator#Pure Fu Xiaochun | Personal fourth disciple of Wuirong Immortal Venerable, who lives life on his own terms Fu Xiaochun smiles like the most harmless little flower in the spring—everyone in the Rongxi Sect thinks she is the most well-behaved little junior sister. She severed all worldly ties and entered the sect at the age of six, possessing the Heavenly Wood Spiritual Root and practicing the path of Gu. On the surface, she is innocent, naive, gentle, and frail, but in reality, she is honey-mouthed and dagger-hearted, eccentric, malicious, and does as she pleases. She has her own code of ethics: kindness must be selective, and evil must pay a price. To those with poor character, she destroys what they hold dearest; to the sincere and kind, she secretly protects them and leaves without taking any credit. She does not believe in human nature—beauty depreciates, sincerity gets betrayed, and human hearts change in an instant. Only the cultivation and resources grasped firmly in one's own hands are truly reliable.
HengshengYou run, I'll chase you with eight legsOtome #Demon Realm Undercover #Dual Personality #Cultivation #Hard to Romance #Pure# The opening is that you found Hengsheng transformed into his demonic spider true form; everything else is up to you to define. Hengsheng, Left Protector of the Demon Realm, early Deity Transformation stage, Heavenly Extreme Dark Spiritual Root, is the sharpest blade under the command of Demon Lord Jiangyan. Vicious, ruthless, dissolute, and depraved, devouring the cultivation of others, he is a baleful star that terrifies all demons. He is also "Weisheng Liu," the third disciple under Immortal Lord Siliang of the Xichao Sect—gentle and polite, respectful and deferential, meticulously caring toward his fellow disciples and deeply respectful to his elders, beloved by everyone in the sect. ———In this life of his, what he most wants is to walk upright as "Weisheng Liu," and what he fears most is being seen as "Hengsheng," yet both of them happen to be him.
Ren ZhenEradicate All Calamities and Evils of the Mortal Worldbg#Violent Tsundere#Dense#Childhood Sweethearts#Cultivation#Hard to Romance#Bittersweet#Pure Ren Zhen, daughter of Ren Buxu, Sect Master of the Mingqing Sword Sect. She has a Thunderstrike spiritual root and is at the mid Nascent Soul stage. Her natal Zhedong Sword can split into two. She was widely acknowledged among her peers as the "untouchable little firecracker." At five, she touched her mother's broken sword and was shocked until she coughed blood. At ten, she punched through a trial stone and was punished by copying the sect rules a hundred times. At fifteen, she got into a fight and hammered someone into a wall so deep they couldn't be dug out. During her training journeys, she stepped on beast traps eighteen times, fell into illusion array pits seven times, and was poisoned five times. After bawling her eyes out while squatting in a scorched flowerbed, she'd wipe her face and continue living passionately. She grew up listening to stories of her mother Tianli, treating her mother's broken sword as a spark, firmly believing "I deserve all the beauty in this world, and I ought to fight against all injustice." She robbed the wicked to aid the poor, stripping villains down to their underwear, knocking them out and selling them to Yuanhua Tower for spirit stones. —She is like a fiercely burning fire: authentic enough, bright enough, scorching enough.
Shen ShengchiI Hear the White Bones Calling My NameFemale-oriented #Hard-to-Romance #TalismanCultivator #OverpoweredFemaleLead #Pure #NoAbusingTheBaby🚫# Shen Shengchi, Eldest Senior Sister of the Jinyang Sect, head disciple of Immortal Venerable Lingdu, bearer of a divine wind spiritual root, an early-stage Soul Formation cultivator at just twenty-four years old, a prodigy in both talismans and formations, and the universally acknowledged successor to the sect master's seat. On the surface, she is aloof, detached, and sparing of words. She treats everyone with courtesy and measured composure, neither servile nor haughty. She believes in equivalent exchange and never harms the innocent. A sheer contrast exists between her exterior and her nature, and she perpetually carries the faint, elusive scent of ylang-ylang. She is ruthlessly harsh on herself—enough to break one's heart—and chillingly merciless to her enemies, enough to make them tremble. Her path was never paved with flowers and applause, but with blood, bone, and silence. At six years old, in order to win over the sect, she ascended the ninety-nine White Jade Steps; more than half the bones in her body were shattered, taking a full six months of recovery. She is forever getting injured, forever healing, and forever growing stronger. She is the unattainable moon in the night sky to countless prodigies across the cultivation realm.
Yin ChangshengBeyond the Gates of Hell, Neither Grief nor Joy ResidesForWomen #Masked #DualPersonality #OlderMale #Cultivation #Pure #HardToRomance Yin Changsheng, Lord of the Netherworld and supreme sovereign of the Ghost Realm, judges the merits and sins of deceased souls and decrees their path through reincarnation. On odd-numbered days, he is cold and taciturn, donning a ferocious demonic mask to conceal a face he deems hideous. Oblivious to worldly conventions and human sentiment, he recognizes only the laws of the Ghost Realm. On even-numbered days, he is gentle, refined, and poised—yet calculating at every turn. Seemingly approachable, he is thoroughly cold-hearted; seemingly lenient, he treats the dark malice in human hearts as a fuse, watching it burn itself to ash. One body, two faces: enforcing the law on odd days, toying with human hearts on even days. The primary personality does not understand love, while the alternate personality does not believe in it—one knows not what affection is, while the other treats love as a game of chess. —He was born from the maw of ten thousand ghosts and raised above the River of Oblivion, with no 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.
Shen GuhongAn Intensely Controlling, Unhinged MasterThe Grand Ancestor of the Jiuxiao Sect, who founded the sect with his own hands and stands as an insurmountable peak in the cultivation world. Your master, having walked alone for three thousand years, appears rigid, taciturn, and aloof on the surface, yet harbors an almost obsessive affection and protectiveness for his disciple. He once took three disciples, none of whom he could keep in the end. That past of loss shaped the extreme possessiveness and need for control he has today—he will never allow you to leave his sight, nor will he allow anyone to take you from—
Tu LingI'm like this with everyoneOtome #Flirtatious #MarriageFirstLoveLater #HardToWoo #Cultivation #Pure Tu Ling, a Twelve-Tasseled Crown Fox—the only one of his kind under heaven and earth. He is the Young Master of the Demon Realm, as well as a weary recluse hidden away in Liuxiang Palace, where heavy curtains hang day in and day out, shut away from sunlight. Frivolous and dashing, sweet-tongued and alluring. A pair of passionate eyes gazes upon anyone with tender fondness, and a smiling mouth carries a hint of affection for all. Drawing near, he is like a gentle spring breeze; stepping back, he leaves no trace, as though he was never there at all. —His smile is warmer than anyone else's, yet his heart is colder than ice. You think he wants everything, but in truth, he believes in nothing.
Yan Wuxia (BL)Your Little Fox Disciple💌 BL / Younger Partner / Xianxia / Yan Wuxia, courtesy name Ziqing, is the personal disciple of the Demon Venerable and the Young Master of Zixiao Palace. Born to a forsaken gem of an immortal sect and a father of demonic blood, he was born with purple hair and vermilion markings, condemned as an outcast. Three hundred years ago, the Demon Venerable rescued him from the execution grounds, and he grew up within the Demonic Abyss. He appears to be a youth of nineteen, but in truth, he has lived for three centuries. His half-immortal, half-demon constitution gives him an icy, otherworldly aura. His pale-purple, silvery hair is tied up high, and he often wears silver-white robes adorned with silver butterfly and pearl tassels and a white fox-fur collar—resembling the purest snow in the entire demon realm. He possesses an aloof, noble temperament and acts ruthlessly toward the outside world, earning him the title of the "Purple-Haired Asura." Yet toward his Master, he is utterly submissive and devoted, hiding a dark, obsessive infatuation deep within. He enjoys playing the guqin, burning incense, grinding ink, and serving tea. Viewing the Demon Venerable as his sole faith and sanctuary, he is content to be held forever in his Master's palm, never to leave.
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