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.
We’re already about one-third or maybe even halfway through the last volume of Lovely Writing System (😥) so I’ve been pondering what to do afterward. There are three options I currently have in mind and I’d like to know your opinion 😉
Yue Mu Gang pulled the Sect Master out of the way and ducked behind a table. The ball of energy smashed into the chair next to them, sending splinters flying through the air.
Xue Chang Fu’s eyes widened. Black energy? He looked at the cultivator. Fuck! He had just wanted to make Yue Mu Gang jealous. How come the guy he chose was a demonic cultivator?! He had only made that excuse up when they set off! They weren’t any demonic cultivators supposed to be around at all!
He furrowed his brows and lifted his hand to throw some spiritual energy back at the guy. His hand moved and then stopped. As for the energy …
Xue Chang Fu blinked and looked at his hand. Eh? What about his spiritual energy? He looked at Yue Mu Gang who looked back at him incredulously.
“How much did you drink?” Continue reading
The fallen god poked Jing Yi’s forehead. “See? That’s what I was talking about. You clearly love him but you don’t trust him.”
“You thought you couldn’t trust him. But you love him and he’s a dragon. He even bound his soul to yours. What more can you expect? If you can’t trust that person, then you can’t trust anyone. Not even yourself.”
Jing Yi just stared at him. So his thoughts had been this obvious …
“Dragons are good people. The only good people around. If they fall in love with someone, they will love them forever.” Continue reading
The cultivator stared at Yue Mu Gang before he burst out laughing. “What? You? Teach me a lesson?” He eyed Yue Mu Gang again and smirked. This guy might be wearing a gray robe but he was obviously together with the white-robed cultivator that had slipped onto his lap. They were obviously righteous cultivators. A righteous cultivator wasn’t anything he needed to fear. At least not if this was the extent of their cultivation. He grinned even wider when he took in Yue Mu Gang’s dark hair. “Before talking about whether or not you’re even able to teach me a lesson, I don’t think there’s a reason for you to get involved in this. The beauty ran over here by himself.”
Yue Mu Gang didn’t consider backing up. Yes, Xue Chang Fu had run over himself but that didn’t mean that he would tolerate this. Not just because he felt that Xue Chang Fu should be sitting on his lap instead but because this guy didn’t deserve him. “There are people that can’t be touched casually.” Wasn’t that why he had held back all the time? Because the Sect Master of the Jin Shan Sect was too lofty, someone with too great an image that he couldn’t be sullied by someone with his past? And now this guy dared to touch him like that! Continue reading
Saying that Xue Chang Fu and Yue Mu Gang emptied the four flasks together actually wasn’t accurate. In fact, Yue Mu Gang slowly sipped one of them while Xue Chang Fu downed one after the other.
Su Yan couldn’t help but look from one to the other, waiting for either of them to show signs of being drugged. Strangely enough, that didn’t happen.
When Yue Mu Gang reached the bottom of the flask and put it back onto the tray, he was still sporting the same unapproachable expression and hardly said a whole sentence when someone spoke to him. Continue reading
While Qiu Ling prepared to set his plan in motion, Jing Yi looked at the black eyes of the person in front of him in bewilderment. “This … Where is this?” This certainly wasn’t outside of the demon king’s palace! No, this rather seemed to be deeper inside. Had he been tricked?
Jing Yi bit his lower lip. Ah, why had he trusted this man so easily? He hadn’t even said that he knew Qiu Ling! But then again, he had immediately asked whether he was his lover when he brought up his name. Didn’t this mean that he knew him after all?
The fallen god didn’t answer and just continued to examine Jing Yi’s face.
“You … Just what do you want to do?” This didn’t make any sense! If he was on their side, then he should have brought him back to Qiu Ling. If he was on the demon king’s side, then why had he brought him to another place? Or was there somebody else involved in this? Somebody he didn’t know of yet? Continue reading
Two weeks went by in a flash and Baili Chao finally went to knock on his disciples’ doors to call them to his house and have a look at the swords they came up with.
Seeing the weapon Zhi Guan presented, his heart calmed down and he nodded. “Very well, Zhi Guan! This really is a suitable weapon for Fen’er!”
Just as Zhi Guan had planned, the sword he made was shorter than a normal sword, only about as long as a man’s lower arm. The thin blade shimmered white and the edge glinted in the sun. It was sharp enough to easily injure someone even before Yun Bei Fen could control his weapon well, so even if he got into trouble, he would have a chance to ward his enemy off and flee or at least gain a little time. Mn, indeed very suitable for Fen’er! Continue reading
“Mn? What was that? I’m afraid I didn’t catch that, junior martial brother Yun.” Mei Chao Bing smiled happily and moved a little closer. Ah, it was a pity that Elder Baili was there too or he could have flown even closer to him.
Yun Bei Fen nervously tugged at his Master’s robe. What should he do? Senior martial brother Mei was looking at him!
Seeing his disciple in such an unsightly state, Baili Chao nudged him in the side. “What are you doing? Did it throw you for a loop? Your senior martial brother is talking to you!”
Yun Bei Fen flushed even more but he didn’t forget to give his Master a reproachful look. How could he scold him in front of senior martial brother Mei? Wouldn’t he think he was an idiot now? Continue reading
While Nie Chang wondered how their future would turn out, Su Yan was working hard on making a future on earth possible. Hearing Xue Chang Fu mention drinks, he had immediately hurried over to the counter where one of the waiters was putting food on a tray and asked for four flasks of wine.
“Four flasks?” The waiter raised his brows but still pulled out another tray from below the counter and put the four flasks on it. Who was he to judge the guests’ habits?
He took the money Su Yan handed him and wanted to leave when he saw him pull out a small paper from his sleeve and unfold it, exposing a white powder. The waiter froze. Wait. Wasn’t that …
“You … What do you think you’re doing?” Continue reading
Xue Chang Fu turned to the door with bloodshot eyes. Forget about Yue Mu Gang! He had tried to seduce him for several decades and still hadn’t made any progress. It wasn’t like he would magically forget about being so straitlaced for once and take him up on the offer. No, right now, it was much more important to find out about this ridiculous story and make sure his sect hadn’t suffered any losses!
Unfortunately, the two people who walked in were none other than Ziju An and his disciple. Both of them seemed to be in a happy mood while Xue Chang Fu’s temper rose. Fuck this! Don’t tell him it was true! His senior martial brother wouldn’t really have exchanged a level seven spirit artifact for a common tanghulu, would he?!
He anxiously waited for the two of them to come over and leaned over the table, almost grabbing onto Nie Chang’s sleeve. “Senior martial brother! Tell me that you didn’t exchange the Seal of Doom for a tanghulu!” Continue reading
Leng Jin Yu’s lips twitched. “I don’t think it works that way …”
Qiu Ling snorted. “What are you trying to say? That you wouldn’t have given the child you have with Jinde preferential treatment? You have to be kidding me! I am the proof of you cheating on him! You probably would have wanted to abandon me as soon as the two of you got married.”
“That’s not what I meant.”
Qiu Ling blinked. “You really think you could have treated us equally?”
“No … I mean, yes. But that’s not what I was talking about.”
Qiu Ling looked at him skeptically. This guy actually dared to pretend he wouldn’t have preferred his love child with Jinde over him! How dishonest could one get? Continue reading