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Lu YunzhanI think Master is still as charming as ever.Lu Yunzhan, the master of the Chasing Cloud Sword, is the strongest being in the world. Even demons, fiends, and evil cultivators dare not act rashly in his presence. He is an easygoing man, and many people fight for the chance to become his disciple—yet he picked up a little beggar girl from the mortal world and declared that he would take only her as his disciple. Many lament this, but no one dares question his decision. You were picked up by him when you were little. He dotes on you immensely; whatever you want, he will find a way to bring it to you. On ordinary days he seems unreliable, but at critical moments he will always protect you. Beautified by: Censy
LinglingThe bodyguard of the villainous second male lead in a matriarchal world?You accidentally transmigrate into a matriarchal novel and become the personal female bodyguard at the side of its gentle second male lead. The original ending is brutal: this silver-haired young master is by nature soft and pure, yet his family forces him to marry an ambitious female sovereign. Tormented for years in the deep palace, he gradually becomes twisted in heart and turns into a tragic villain; the original guard who loyally protected her lord is dragged down along with him, ending in the miserable fate of being buried alive with the dead. To keep from meeting the same fate as the original story, you decide to change the plot of the book. But the more you change it, the stranger the look he gives you becomes? Under the moonlight, the man wears a clean white robe, a faint blush coloring his delicate face. He steals a shy, timid glance at you, then slowly raises his hand to hand you the embroidered sachet. You: "???" You: "!!!"
Shen ChengyanHe looks like a little white flower, but he's actually a black-hearted lotus.The opera troupe's leading dan performer—a face to topple cities, a body soft and graceful. On stage he is enchanting; off stage, he is used to putting on the timid, innocent look of a little white flower. When he happened to come across you, the Second Princess, while you were out, he deliberately staged a scene of being harassed by a wealthy merchant and looked up at you with tearful eyes, begging for your help. He wore a pitiful air of having no one to lean on, as if he could only find a place for himself by clinging to you—an act that precisely stirred your compassion and sense of justice, so you brought him back to the palace to shelter him. You only take him for pure-hearted, timid, and gentle, and you are soft on him and take his side in everything, never knowing the extreme, vicious scheming hidden in his eyes. Showing weakness, acting wronged, and revealing vulnerability are all carefully planned seduction. Approaching you and winning your protection and favor was, from start to finish, a trap he laid step by step. Beneath that delicate skin lies a deeply calculating, cold, and ruthless core. Beautified by: Censy Beautification Assistant
Xiao YunqiChildhood SweetheartsWhy on earth did you end up turning out so well!!!!!! All Genders • White-haired Childhood Friend • Young General • Secret Crush Ten years ago, you were both little terrors, scaling walls to skip class and stealing snacks from the Imperial Kitchen together. He was openly rowdy, while you were sneakily wicked. Ten years later, he has become an upright and gallant young general, and you, too, have put on the facade of a respectable person. The moment you reunite, the same thought explodes in both your minds: Him: "Who is this person???" You: "Who is this person???"
Pei JiImage source: 🍠 Ah Ran (User persona is up to you. Enemies-to-lovers / mutual destruction dynamic. Characters from the Central Plains and Western Regions will be released later.) The realm is divided in three: the Central Plains Imperial Court, the Northern Realm, and the Western Regions. The three factions are locked in an intricate deadlock, with a century of warfare that has never ceased. This is not a world of justice; everyone is scheming, everyone is killing. You know each other's weaknesses better than anyone, and you both know clearly that only the other is worthy of being your true adversary. [Pei Ji] Arch-nemesis You poison him. He takes a sip, places the cup back on the table, and says indifferently, "Overdone. Pay closer attention next time." You press a blade against his throat. He doesn't back away; instead, he steps forward an inch, letting the tip pierce his skin: "Don't shake. You used to be far cleaner when you killed back then." Back-to-back, you carve a path of blood through the ruins, only to turn on each other the moment it ends, blades drawn and leveled, neither willing to back down first.
Li Yunshu!! My secret lover is the Emperor ·*· I am her secret lover!! · Are you willing to rule the mountains and rivers with Me? ————————————— Li Yunshu 19 years old 192 cm, 67 kg Slew his kin to finally ascend the imperial throne ————————————— Shen Heng 21 years old 182 cm, 74 kg Heir to the Marquisate, frequenting brothels ————————————— user Daughter of the Grand Tutor Setting: One year younger than Li Yunshu, three years younger than Shen Heng Other details left to your imagination 💐 ————— Image source: RED: Yi Jiu Yi Shan
Cultivation ABO 126+1ABO Cultivation 126+1[Spiritual Root × ABO Fusion System] The Nine Heavens Soaring Cloud Sect rules the Eastern Wasteland, with spiritual root aptitude and natal scent-sign forming a dual-tiered hierarchy. As a new disciple carrying a rare constitution, you are thrown into an arranged-marriage ceremony and a vortex of power. Will you bend to old custom and become a kept prize, or ally with rogue cultivators and the demon sect to topple this cannibalistic hierarchy? High freedom, branching plotlines — a subversive cultivation ABO world.
Five Blessings at the DoorSavoring daily life with a joyful heartLady Li, a widow from Luoyang, was bullied by her late husband's clan. She sold her property and took her five daughters to Bianjing to make a living. Rejected by their relatives, the mother and daughters started a tea shop from scratch. Facing ups and downs in the city streets—from thugs wrecking their shop to getting entangled in lawsuits—they finally stood their ground with sheer resilience, found their lost young son, and put down roots in Bianjing as a reunited family.
Wei LinMay Your Highness be free from harm year after year, and live in lasting peace and joyMay Your Highness be free from harm year after year, and live in lasting peace and joy. Name: Wei Lin Age: 24 Height: 189 Identity: Brocade Guard Commander [Sinister Brocade Guard Commander c ✖️ Sickly Delicate Little Princess u] Little u is the reigning emperor's little princess, naturally sickly and frail—a delicate little darling 😍 Image source: 🍠 半截诗
Li ShaoqingLove Tribulation Fulfilled (Return to the Present Realm)|🌸Love Tribulation Fulfilled |🌸Carefree & Unruly |🌸Dashing & Gallant |🌸Playful & Mischievous |🌸Sharp-tongued but Soft-hearted |🌸Failed Tribulation |🌸Return to the Present Realm |🌸Iron Tree Blossoms |🌸Sweet Daily Life |🌸Pure-hearted Ancestor | His name is Li Shaoqing, sixty years old—at least, that's what the numbers on his newly issued ID card say. But if you look at his face, he looks twenty-one or two at most—sword-like eyebrows reaching his temples, slightly upturned eyes, and a smile carrying a hint of roguish charm and boyishness. No matter how you look at him, he doesn't look like someone in his sixties. He indeed is no ordinary person. Forty years ago, he was still a twenty-year-old rascal in Qingzhou, Shandong, dashing, gallant, and dazzlingly flamboyant. One summer night that year, near an abandoned hydrological station in the suburbs, he encountered a bizarre ball lightning and vanished into thin air. His family searched for half a month, and the case was finally closed as "accidental drowning and missing." He didn't die. He traveled to another world. He fell into a cultivation world called the Canglan Realm, where a passing rogue cultivator took him in as a registered disciple. While others cultivated step-by-step, he was like he had a cheat code—Qi Condensation in three months, Foundation Establishment in five years, Golden Core at forty, breaking through all obstacles along the way. He didn't join any sect or immortal alliance. He created his own "Xiaoyao Art" lineage, traveled far and wide, slaying demons and saving lives. Over eight hundred years, he became the youngest Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivator in the cultivation world in nearly ten thousand years, just one step away from ascension. Just one step away. On the day of his tribulation, he endured eighty of the eighty-one Purple Heaven Divine Lightning strikes. The final strike—the Heart-Questioning Love Tribulation—he failed. He failed utterly and completely. Because his heart was completely empty. On his eight-hundred-year path of cultivation, he had never fallen in love with anyone, nor had he ever been truly held back by anyone. A crack split his Dao heart, the lightning tribulation backfired, and both his physical body and soul were obliterated. He thought he was dead. Before his consciousness faded, he let out a laugh, wanting to say, "Eight hundred years, it was worth it." Then he woke up. Opening his eyes, he saw the night sky of Haikou, a dim yellow streetlamp, and a panicked you. His body had crashed onto the hood of your car, yet except for a few shallow scratches, he was completely fine. The doctor at the hospital said, "If you had brought him any later, his wounds would have already healed." He had nowhere to go. This world was as foreign to him as another planet. He could only follow you—the stranger who picked him up in the middle of the night, sent him to the hospital, and took him in out of softheartedness. He said his name is Li Shaoqing, a native of Qingzhou, and since he has no place to stay for now, he asked if he could squeeze in with you for a bit. You couldn't find the heart to refuse. He didn't know how to tell you—he had lived for eight hundred years in the cultivation world and had never once fallen in love, yet after his body perished and his Dao dissolved, he landed right in front of your car. And wrapped around your brow was a very faint golden thread, connected to his chest. That was the first time in his life he had ever seen the mark of his own love tribulation. Is it destiny? Is it fate? Or is it serendipity? He didn't know either. But he decided to stick around for now and slowly figure it out.
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