[Urban life + anime + multiple women + party struggles + Shura field]

[Current anime: Kaguya-sama: Love is War, Lonely Rock, MYGO, Oregairu, Chunibyo & Other Delusions, Oreimo]

The introduction is weak, please move on to the main text.

After traveling through time, Ping Qingyi wanted to enjoy his life, but he found a familiar academy, Shuchiin?

Isn't this the school from the anime?

What? Kaguya Shinomiya is my cousin?

What? This is an anime world?

What? You want to date me?

Do you mind if I talk about a few more?

Romance Version:

When people mention Guzheng, some say she is an outstanding novelist, others say she is a discerning director with a keen eye for talent.

But no one knows that the work which propelled Guzheng to the peak of her career as a top author was born from the presence of just one person, someone who emerged from the world of light and shadow.

Career Version:

Alternate title: “A Singer Who Doesn’t Want to Write Novels Isn’t a Good Director”

P.S.: This story leans towards a slice-of-life style. The manuscript is already completed and will be updated regularly.

I hope you sweeties will give it lots of support!

Shen Ye is reborn! In his last life, he missed his chance to awaken a Martial Soul, becoming nothing more than a stepping stone for the "Son of Destiny." He was betrayed by his girlfriend and met a tragic end, devoured by a horde of fierce beasts. This time, he won't make the same mistake.

With global catastrophe striking and the apocalypse descending, Shen Ye gets a second chance at life. He's back to reclaim what's rightfully his. He'll slap down the treacherous woman, reverse his luck, and awaken the very first and strongest Martial Soul on Earth. Weapon Martial Souls, creature Martial Souls, plant Martial Souls, natural Martial Souls, ability Martial Souls—they will all bow before his Martial Soul!

I, who have SSS-level supernatural talents, am dead!

But it became the supernatural power of the good-for-nothing young lady!

What else can we do? Of course we have to strike back and slap those who look down on us!

Jiang Ci and Li Chenglin had only met a few times, yet on the day Jiang Ci was sentenced to death, the always composed and dignified Princess Royal lost her cool for the first time. She risked the crime of treason by leading troops to storm the imperial prison, and in front of countless witnesses, she called Jiang Ci by her childhood name and pulled her into her embrace.

Only then did Jiang Ci realize: she had a face that Li Chenglin could never forget.

After being reborn, Jiang Ci proceeded with caution, deliberately drawing close to Li Chenglin.

She intended to use this face to confuse her, deceive her, seduce her. As long as she could achieve her goal, she didn’t care about being just a substitute.

She incited her to rebel and seize the throne—but when Li Chenglin insisted on making her Empress, Jiang Ci faked her death in an attempt to escape.

What she didn’t expect was that Li Chenglin would descend into madness, refusing to bury her, hugging her “corpse” to sleep every night, and whispering in her ear with near insanity:

> “A’Ci, since you’ve provoked me, don’t even think of escaping. Even in death, you will forever belong to me.”

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Reader Notes:

★ Alternate universe with mixed genres and personal worldbuilding. Please don’t take it as historically accurate.

★ The female lead is not actually a substitute—the misunderstanding is hers at the beginning.

★ The cover is a purchased design template, not exclusive artwork.

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Tags:

Power vs. power

Court and nobility

Chosen one

Woman disguised as a man

Serious drama

Main Character POV: Jiang Ci

Main Interaction: Li Chenglin

One-line Summary: This subject welcomes Her Royal Highness to ascend the throne.

Theme: Be a self that cannot be defined by others.

What should I do if I travel to infinite horror?

Luo Li said, don't be afraid, first confirm whether it is the Zhongzhou team, if not, it is recommended to commit suicide~

If so, let me show you how to play it.

Strengthen the magical girl yourself, miracles and magic do exist!

Zheng Zha strengthens the Ultra Light. Light is the bond between me and my companions!

Zhan Lan strengthens the holy light, may the holy light protect you!

As for the others... it's up to you, just don't intensify the conflict with the Big Three.

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Demon Zheng Zha: My friends, who understands? The Zhongzhou team is shouting about miracles, companions, bonds, and the Holy Light, while praising our Demon team.

[Single female protagonist][Period literature][Mr. Funeral][Northeast folk customs][Rural area]

Oh my god, I was reborn in 1986, and from the beginning my grandfather thought I was possessed by a wandering ghost.

I originally thought that I could use my understanding of the world's development in my previous life to make great achievements, but who would have thought that the only thing left for me was to do white work.

A corpse reappears at midnight, a yellow-skinned man cries at the grave, a treasure-hunting man offers his treasure, and a village guard kills someone in his dream. . .

In this life, what appeared before my eyes was a bizarre world that was completely different from the previous life. . .

"Grandpa, I am really an atheist. I just want to do business well."

"What do you think about it now?"

Sun Chuanwu:? ? ? ? ? ? ?

"I'm sorry, Grandpa. My voice was a little loud just now."

(No fixed CP(Couple Pairing), a female protagonist prone to occasional madness, equipped with top-tier gear, max-level melon-eating, avoids all trouble, stays true to herself, and leaves the rest to karma…)

Ren Xin is a ginseng spirit who has cultivated for billions of years, idly wandering the Misty Forest every day, doing nothing and annoying the other creatures. All the spirits resent her but dare not say a word.

One day, after Ren Xin raided yet another hidden stash—who knows whose this time—she finally sparked universal outrage. Then, her karma came knocking.

The Mountain God, in a fit of righteous anger, kicked Ren Xin into a small-world void. Her task? Assist various realm-bound book spirits and their hosts in fulfilling their wishes, earn merit rewards, and only then can she return home.

At first, Ren Xin refused, wholly intent on breaking her way back for revenge. But who knew everyone would be so… generous? They gave her so much!

Fine then, she accepted it graciously. After all, she’s always been so altruistic and selfless~

Book Spirits: “……”

You didn’t even blink while fleecing them dry!

Spirits: “……”

You left, but you cleaned out all our treasures first!

Ren Xin, with her hoarding addiction, grinned from ear to ear. Who hit the jackpot? She’s not saying!!!

Introduction 1:

[*mi is under 16 years old, so it cannot be set as a bond. ]

[Gao*yuan won the Best Actress Award at the Academy Awards, and was awarded a lucky draw. ]

[Congratulations, you won the script "Si Teng". ]

[Explanation: This penguin is very thin now, but will be fat in the future. ]

[You and Meng*yi have reached a full intimacy, and you can copy her singing talent. ]

Damn! What kind of a shit system is this?

A three-year-old child broke into the Hong Kong circle, and his hair was full of flowers at the tender age.

There is still a long way to go to show your skills and write the Spring and Autumn Period with sweat.

Introduction 2:

Media: Did you and Liu Jing know each other because of filming?

Tianxian: Twenty years ago, we had the same household registration book, what do you think?

Mimi: Good brothers, for life.

Xiaodao: Maybe we were friends in the last life, but not in this life.

Yuanyuan: He calls me big sister, and I call him little brother Wuji.

Tiantian: When will you film with me?

...

Media: What are Liu Jing's strengths and weaknesses?

Shishi: Many strengths, but big weaknesses.

Zaza: This is my master...

Sister Meng: Her words are nasty, and her singing is even nastier.

Pang Di: She can’t have children.

Xiao Ai: I never say bad things about my boss behind his back.

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Liu Jing: Actually, I just want to write a Spring and Autumn Annals for Huayu, a Spring and Autumn Annals of mine.