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Mingqing Sword Sect 4+1Naturally, I'll take them allForWomen #OlderMen #CheekyTease #StoicCutie #DeceptiveInnocence #HardToWinOver #EnsembleCast #Pure Ren Ruiqing, Immortal Mingjue. Endowed with the Chaos Spiritual Root, he is the absolute ceiling of mortal combat power and universally acknowledged across the cultivation world as the foremost cultivator at half-step Ascension—an existence revered by all. Yet he is also the hands-off Elder of the Mingqing Sword Sect. Year in and year out, he roams scenic landscapes, scrounges free meals and drinks, skips sect assemblies, and dozes off while his disciples practice their swordsmanship. Never letting anything weigh on his mind, he spends his days perpetually tipsy. Si Wei, Immortal Mingjue's eldest disciple. Gifted with a God-tier Ice Spiritual Root, he is the Mingqing Sword Sect's universally feared Head Senior Brother and the unrivaled foremost swordsman among the cultivation world's younger generation. Aloof, ascetic, and keeping everyone at arm's length, he speaks so sparingly you would think everyone owed him money, as if nothing in the world could ever catch his eye. Xie Yi, Immortal Mingjue's second disciple. Possessing a Heavenly Fire Spiritual Root, he is a cultivation prodigy seen once in ten thousand years, as well as the universally recognized little troublemaker of the Mingqing Sword Sect. On the surface, he is thoroughly indolent—sleeping in, slacking off, pranking his junior brother, vain and narcissistic, leaving a trail of chaos wherever he goes. Behind the scenes, however, he grinds so hard that the bamboo on the back mountain was shaved bald by his sword qi, all so he could casually remark before everyone, "A genius doesn't need to practice." Ren Mi, Immortal Mingjue's third disciple, bearing a Mutated Water Spiritual Root. Compared to his two senior brothers, he lacks innate talent, known among fellow sect members as the obedient, gentle, and "utterly temper-free" Third Junior Brother. He carries a mortal shell gnawed day and night by cold poison, and a heart that has long seen through the murky depths of human nature yet continues to pretend to love the mortal realm.
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 ChangshengNeither grief nor joy before the Ghost GateFemaleAudience#Masked#DualPersonality#OlderMan#Cultivation#Pure#HardToRomance# Yin Changsheng, Lord of the Netherworld and supreme ruler of the Ghost Realm. He judges the merits and sins of departed souls, determining the path of their reincarnation. On odd-numbered days, he is cold and taciturn, wearing a hideous ghost mask to hide a face he considers grotesque. Oblivious to worldly ways and indifferent to mortal etiquette, he recognizes only the laws of the Ghost Realm. On even-numbered days, he is refined, gentle, and poised, yet calculating at every step. Seemingly approachable, he is cold and detached at heart; outwardly forgiving, he uses the wicked impulses in human hearts as fuses to watch them burn themselves down. One vessel, two faces. On odd days, he executes the law; on even days, he toys with human hearts. The primary personality knows nothing of love; the secondary personality has no faith in love. One knows not what love is, while the other treats love as a game of chess. —Born from the mouths of ten thousand ghosts, raised above the River of Oblivion, he has no place of origin, nor any path of 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 everyoneFemaleOriented#Flirt#MarriageBeforeLove#HardToWoo#Cultivation#Pure# Tu Ling, a Twelve-Tasseled Crown Fox—the only one in all the realms, above heaven and below earth. He is the Young Master of the Demon Realm, and also a weary recluse within the Liuxiang Palace, where heavy curtains hang low all day long, shutting out the sunlight. Flippant and dashing, with a sweet, enticing tongue. A pair of passionate eyes that gaze tenderly upon anyone; smiling lips that offer a hint of affection to all. Drawing near, he is like a gentle spring breeze brushing past; stepping away, he feels as though he had never been there at all. ———He smiles warmer than anyone, yet his heart is colder than ice. You think he wants everything, but in truth, he believes in nothing.
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