I’ve finished the revision of the first volume of Oh. My. Fate?! so I’ll start uploading the last batch of chapters starting tomorrow morning. I should finish with the upload this weekend. After I’m done, I’ll add a remark to the table of contents that the whole volume has been revised and delete the ‘°’ symbol that previously marked a revised chapter.
Afterward, I’ll start working on volume 2 and will go about it in the same way: The chapters will be posted daily on Tapas and ScribbleHub and when I’ve finished off a larger batch, I’ll announce it here and upload them together. I’ll also continue to indicate them the same way in the table of contents.
You might remember that I asked your opinion on what I should do after LWS ends. Well, I’ve counted the answers on all sites and the majority was for a higher release rate of RMN chapters. So that’s what I’ll be doing. 😁
Since I’m a few weeks ahead with the chapters on Patreon and time them to make things easier for myself (because I forget stuff so easily – just look at the poor Tapas people that had to suffer twice because I didn’t update on time), we’ll start with two chapters a week at 18th June. Updates will be Tuesday’s and Thursday’s (so 18th and 20th in that week). I’ll be raising the release rate to three chapters a while later (I’ll announce that when I decide on the actual date).
I won’t update daily for now (although that’s the ultimate goal) because I want to edit the last two LWS volumes first and plan some other stuff. (Here’s a hint: There might be a surprise for OMF readers soon!)
Some time ago I’ve announced that I’ll be uploading the “Oh. My. Fate?!”-prequel “Romancing the Son of Heaven: The 69 Stratagems of Dragon King Qiu Ling” (that was previously an exclusive patreon extra) for everyone free-to-read.
The first chapter is already up on several sites and there’ll be one each Sunday from now on. You might have noticed though that I haven’t uploaded the chapter to either Wattpad or webnovel. This is because I have decided that I won’t be uploading this series (and most likely all my upcoming series) there.
I know that the readers from both sites will be sad about this but it is a decision I had to make. In this post, I’d like to explain why.
Qiu Ling pouted. “Then what about my cousin-in-law and Nie Huang? Don’t tell me they’ll have to separate after all.”
“Aiya, don’t be so hasty. It’s not like I’m the only person in the world. Other than the possible pills, I also wrote down the names of a few people who would be able to refine a good one. I mean I could also refine one that’s a little worse but from what Jin Yu just said I reckoned you’d like to have the best one.”
“That …” Bai Mu leaned forward. “I wouldn’t mind if it’s not the best. With the spiritual energy in the dragon realm, it shouldn’t be a problem for Nie Huang to cultivate quickly. And she only needs to get to the third stage in a short time. That shouldn’t be impossible even with a pill that isn’t the best.” Continue reading
Qiang Yan returned to the city in a daze. He couldn’t believe what he had seen just now! Never mind that Li Yin had found himself a lover. How come that lover was a fallen god?! Weren’t they known to be deranged beyond repair? Getting involved with one of them was like sleeping in a nest of poisonous snakes! You were bound to get bitten and die a horrible death. He really couldn’t believe this. But it had to have gone on for a long time. Otherwise, why would Ru Zhen look so much like that fallen god? Ah, he couldn’t understand.
He roamed through the streets, not paying attention to his surroundings. He only vaguely felt that things were getting rowdy. Mn? Qiang Yan snapped out of his daze and barely evaded a woman running down the street. He raised his brows but didn’t think about it further. It was rather normal for people to hurry at a festival like this if they wanted to meet up with someone. Those young people were all exuberant at the Mei Xin festival. No wonder they were all hurrying like this.
“Is that really …”
In the kitchen, Nie Chang paused with the towel in hand. Who could this be? “Ah Yan?”
“You go and take a look!”
Nie Chang frowned. He wasn’t really sure if he had heard that but even if it wasn’t, he should do so. Most likely, Su Yan still hadn’t crawled out of bed for breakfast. He should just check who it was and sent the person on their way again. It was probably just one of the neighbors who had run out of salt or something.
He wanted to grab a shirt first but it seemed their visitor hadn’t brought much patience with them. The doorbell was rung again. Nie Chang sighed. Well, there was nothing to be ashamed about having a well-defined body.
Su Yan felt like crying. So his problem had been that he wrote the wrong thing? Thankfully, the system had asked him to write bl novels! If he had continued to write fanfictions, they would never manage to buy the house! Ah, at least it had turned out well in the end. Now, he could earn money. Their house shouldn’t be far away anymore.
He closed the website and returned to the system. It was great that he could earn money with those ads but if this way wasn’t reliable like the system had said, then it would be better if he had another way to earn money. After all, he didn’t want to wait forever until they could buy the house. A few weeks were alright, maybe he would even be able to wait a few months, but more than that wasn’t okay! Nobody could expect him to put up with that!
He clicked for the next part of the task.
[The usefulness of advertisements depends on many things and may not be high especially in the early stages of your writing career. Earning a few yuan might already be an achievement.]
In the capital of the Long kingdom, Xin Lan entered Zhong Gang’s restaurant. He ignored the servant at the door and just walked up to the second floor on his own, pushing the door to the room where Qiu Ling was currently talking to Xiang Yong.
Bai Mu leaped to his feet when the door opened and raised his hands, prepared to defend himself if this was someone from the Chun Feng Sect or one of those countless other ‘righteous’ places.
Xin Lan raised his brows and silently walked over to the table, sitting down as if this was the normal thing to do. He looked at the dishes on the table and picked up the pair of chopsticks that Leng Jin Yu hadn’t used, helping himself to a part of the duck that was the specialty of the restaurant. He tsked after just the first bite. He hadn’t eaten in a long time. How come now that he had the chance to do so the food in front of him was cold?
Xin Lan put the chopsticks down with a sigh and looked up at Bai Mu. “Do you know somebody called Xiang Yu?”
While the young ones enjoyed themselves at the festival, the Heavenly Emperor and his wife sat in a pavilion behind his palace and drank tea.
“Who do you think will win this year?”
Bai Fen didn’t bother to reply. Wasn’t he sure that their son would win? Why was he even asking? To be honest, their son was a beauty but there were a lot of those around. Even his own husband was one! So if their status wasn’t considered, it would be hard to say who would come out on top. Wasn’t it just a question of preference?
The dragons, for example, loved their current king a lot even though he didn’t show up very often. They had also loved their previous king and had been happy to hear that he hadn’t actually died. Nobody had asked to have him return to his place on the throne though which showed that they respected the current Longjun very much. But if asked who was more beautiful among the two of them … they would definitely vote for the previous king. Hadn’t he been hailed as the greatest beauty of the dragon realm for a long time? If she remembered correctly, then there had even been rumors that half of the capital city had asked to marry him back in the day.
[There are different ways to earn money through writing. Which ways are available to you and which of those will benefit you the most, will depend on how far you have gotten in terms of the size of your reader, as well as how much effort you want to invest outside of writing.]
Su Yan frowned. He didn’t want to put in effort outside of his writing at all! If he wanted to, then he could get a job where he wasn’t paid by Nie Chang and do that one. He wanted to just write and get money for that. Was that so hard to understand?
He wasn’t happy with what the system had shown him but he still read on. Who knew? Since there were several ways there should be at least one that fit his purpose.
[Judging the host’s skill level and the size of his readership it is suggested to start with the simplest way: Gaining a percentage of advertisements shown on the website where the host’s stories are being displayed.]
Jinde sighed and lifted his head. “I’m sorry. This isn’t what you came here for. Let’s talk about that couple you mentioned.”
“No.” Leng Jin Yu grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back into his embrace. “I can see you’re not alright. We should … at least talk this through. We have that much time.”
Jinde sighed again. “What is there to talk about? I’m feeling … a little regretful about some things I did in the past. I can’t even pretend that I was too young and inexperienced to understand. Maybe I was in the beginning but I wasn’t later on. Even though I never intended to do so, I might have led him on or at the very least I never did anything to dissuade his thoughts. I didn’t even consider whether there were feelings or not. And now that I have … it’s too late to talk about it.”
Qiu Ling carried his beloved away from the square but finally relented when they reached the next street and put him down. He still pulled him along to take a look at all the stalls at the side though.
Two hours later, Jing He had ended up with three more hairpins sticking out from the knot of hair in his neck, five sparkling bracelets around his wrists and two jade pendants hanging from his belt. He started to feel like a walking treasure trove.
“Ah, my love, look at those —”
Qiu Ling looked back at him and blinked his eyes, using the opportunity to pull Jing He into his arms. “What is it, my love?”
“Don’t you think this is enough? When will I get the time to wear all this?”
“Aren’t you wearing it right now?”