After the Male Lead's Crematorium

Synopsis: Pre-received novel "After the Villainous Master Falls from the Clouds" begs for collections from wealthy ladies, see the synopsis at the bottom.

Main novel synopsis:

Yao Ning likes her senior brother Shen Qian.

When her senior brother was gravely injured, she ventured alone into the ancient secret realm, not hesitating to drop her cultivation realm in exchange for a life-saving immortal pill.

After he recovered, he chatted leisurely with their fellow female disciple under the flowers. Yao Ning pretended to pass by, just to catch a glimpse of him.

When his gaze fell on her, her heart was filled with blooming grass and flying orioles, but she feigned indifference on her face.

Yet the man furrowed his brows slightly and asked her doubtfully:

"What is your name?"

*

A pair of marriage lamps fell toward him and the senior sister.

Yao Ning schemed to lure away the senior sister, substituting herself in her place, and took one of the lamps.

According to the customs of the Nine Provinces, marriage lamps bind those fated in love; if two people receive a pair, they must become dao companions.

Amid the congratulations, his brows were cold and clear as he finally accurately called her name.

"Yao Ning."

In a dim alley, the man nearly strangled her to death.

In his usually indifferent eyes, there was undisguised disgust.

*

For three years of marriage, it was like being on the edge of an abyss, walking on thin ice.

The senior sister emerged from seclusion and encountered danger, just as Yao Ning also faced a powerful enemy and was in mortal peril.

"Husband, save me."

She pleaded pitifully.

But he chose the senior sister without hesitation, as if it were only natural.

*

Later, she became the new ruler of the demon realm.

One hundred thousand heavenly demons bowed before her, none daring to disobey.

While she was entwined in passion with her handsome protector, the palace was suddenly shattered by someone.

The man stood before her bed with his sword, his eyes bloodshot and tyrannical, utterly different from the ethereal white-robed immortal lord in her memories.

[Lightning Warning]: Female lead is not pure for the male lead; there will be scenes of the female lead and male second being intimate—enter at your own risk if you mind!!!

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Pre-received novel synopsis:

The female lead is an elder of the Sword Sect, young yet with cultivation surpassing many seniors.

She loves her sword like her life, has a cold temperament, and treats her only disciple with constant scolding and beatings, often using his body to test her sword, leaving him scarred at a young age and even crippling one of his legs.

Everyone says she is harsh and vicious, but the disciple always remains respectful and silently endures.

To protect the female lead, he broke sect rules by attacking his senior brother, ending up covered in wounds. After receiving punishment, he still dragged his injured body to serve her tea and water.

Yet the female lead looked at him coldly: "You're already embarrassing enough with that limp, and you can't even beat your fellow disciples—useless."

He responded softly in agreement, his downcast eyes hiding a dark gaze.

On the male lead's eighteenth birthday, the female lead acted unusually gentle toward him, looking at him with a smile, praising his graceful posture like a crane, and his fine skin; she pinched his arm, saying his body was truly sturdy.

A few words and a brief touch left him flushed and dizzy.

That night, looking at her alluring face, he lost restraint and drank a couple more cups of wine.

The next day, he found his body shattered, his soul refined into the sword sheath, enduring endless torment, wishing for death.

The male lead has a pure yang body, rare once in a millennium; the female lead had searched for many years and painstakingly nurtured him to be strong and robust.

He was the vessel to temper her natal sword.

She was triumphant, telling others only that her disciple had been found by his birth parents and returned to the divine capital.

The Sword Sect is in a remote southwestern area, far from the divine capital, a gathering place of great sects, so no one would dig deeper.

Unexpectedly, three years later, the Sword Sect was destroyed, the female lead forced into desperation by enemies, her nascent soul shattered, golden core destroyed, reduced to a cripple, imprisoned in the purgatory at the bottom of Endless Cliff, tormented day and night by sword qi.

The sect that destroyed the Sword Sect—the number one great sect in the cultivation world located in the divine capital—also at this time found their long-lost young lord.

That night, the noble young lord suddenly descended to Endless Cliff, with nascent soul cultivators holding lanterns to light the way, surrounded by a vast crowd.

While the female lead was fighting a fierce ghost for a bone to fill her stomach, a gold-embroidered shoe stopped in front of her.

She looked up and saw a familiar face.

That person was noble and jade-like, his soul formation pressure making her unable to straighten up.

He squatted down, his slender fingers lifting her chin, looking at her still cold and emotionless face that drove his soul to madness.

He said softly: "Master, I forgive you."

[Probably female not pure for male, but uncertain; the only certainty is that the male lead is pure, body and soul unique to her]

Content tags: Devoted Love, Xianxia, Cultivation, Face-Slapping, Sweet Text, Refreshing Text, Chase Love, Crematorium

Yao Ning, Shen Qian

One-sentence summary: When I look back, she doesn't want me anymore

Theme: The way of heaven is vigorous; the gentleman strives tirelessly for self-improvement.