Fantasy
[Transmigration | 1v1 | Happy Ending | Sweet Pet | Bickering Rivals-to-Lovers] A Sharp-Tongued Little Sun × A Sarcastic Villainous Demon King
Note: No forced romance quests. The FL grows at her own pace — she's no dead weight. Slow-burn romance. If you want an OP steamroll from chapter one, this isn't for you.
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Fang Weizhao is having a very bad day.
She transmigrated into a novel and, within the first second, somehow killed a demonic serpent while nearly bleeding out. The system that's supposed to guide her? Glitching. She didn't catch a single quest. And before she can process any of it, she's free-falling from the sky — only to be caught by a stranger with a pleasant voice who promptly knocks her unconscious.
Something about this transmigration is definitely off.
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When a colossal beast lunges to tear her apart, Fang Weizhao forces herself to look at the one person who could intervene but won't. Xiao Ciyu. The villain she was never supposed to pick up.
Blood pours from her mouth. Her robes soak crimson. Her voice shakes — but her conviction doesn't.
She smiles. Lifts her left hand with the last of her strength. And flips him off.
"Go. To. Hell."
You bastard. Think you're so impressive? You think I wanted to transmigrate here? Like hell I came to save you. I don't want any of this.
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Xiao Ciyu had always believed no one would ever accept the ruins of his soul.
Then a single tear — trembling with worry, unmistakably for him — fell and struck him square in the heart.
And love, once nothing but vague, indecipherable strokes on a page, suddenly had a face.
Hers.
In the future, death is forbidden. Everyone can be revived through a spell known as “Resurrection.”
—And then I died.
For reasons unknown, I was brought back to life with Resurrection inside a mysterious prison. The prison was filled with every kind of torture device imaginable. Every day, I was tortured to death by those instruments, only to be revived again and forced to endure the torment all over again.
And I was not the only one.
The prison held countless others just like me. Some of them had already suffered there for thousands of years. We could neither live nor die in peace, forever denied rest.
…I have to find a way to escape.
[Time travel between past and present + dual worlds + exile + power couple + farming + base-building]
Before her mother is even buried, her father brings his mistress home and cuts off their father-daughter relationship.
Left penniless, Meng Qianqian returns to the countryside to inherit her grandfather’s farm.
What she doesn’t expect is that the warehouse on the property can shuttle between ancient and modern times.
By chance, she meets a deposed crown prince who shares her misfortune. Exiled to a barren frontier, he leads his clansmen and slaves, lacking food and clothing—yet he never forgets kindness.
In exchange for a single sack of rice, he gives her a rare ancient breed of sheep. One breeding yields twelve thousand! A brand-new premium breed—tender, delicious meat, the “Hermès of sheep”—and she skyrockets to wealth overnight.
The deposed crown prince continues sending over extinct plants, animals, ancient texts…
A famine and food shortage? She’s got supplies.
A blizzard approaching? Yurts shipped over immediately.
Barren land beyond the frontier that can’t be farmed? Try Northeast rice.
No irrigation? Waterworks too difficult? She introduces advanced salt-making techniques, builds paper mills, textile factories, lime kilns, and improved iron-smelting methods from scratch…
Little by little, the once desolate wasteland transforms into a thriving paradise.
As the crown prince wages war across the land and stands on the brink of claiming the throne, he suddenly drops to one knee:
“Goddess, you care for all under heaven and bless the common people. I humbly ask you to ascend the throne!”
Shen Piao, a descendant of imperial chefs, collapses after working through countless sleepless nights. When she wakes up, she finds herself transmigrated into the body of a nineteen-year-old girl with the same name—one who had just fainted from heartbreak after a broken engagement.
Her new household is sparse: only a young brother who keeps his distance, a naive younger sister, and a small two-story house by the river.
With no time to wallow in worry, Shen Piao returns to her old craft—cooking.
The busy canal docks bring in a constant flow of fresh ingredients from all over the country. The capital’s wharf teems with people: hard-working laborers earning a few hundred coins a day, wealthy merchants, and nobles from prominent families.
At the Shen Family Restaurant, there are cheap yet delicious pork intestine buns—despised by some elites but loved by workers, who can easily eat four or five in one sitting, thanks to their soft, fluffy dough and rich filling.
There are also dishes favored by the upper class, like copper-pot lamb hotpot. Outside, snow falls heavily, while inside, warmth fills the room, accompanied by the rich aroma of fine wine.
As time passes, both nobles and commoners in the capital come to know Shen Restaurant. Their recreated Yunnan ham is savory and sought-after, with each piece hard to obtain. Their Cantonese seafood congee is so fresh and flavorful it’s unforgettable—and available only in limited quantities. Freshly butchered Inner Mongolian hand-grabbed lamb, tender and juicy, becomes a favorite among the elite.
In a time of peace and renewal, Shen Piao rises like a wild blade of grass, carving out a flourishing life of her own.
A poor scholar, Xu Ke, carrying a modern soul, travels through time and space. With five thousand taels of silver as betrothal gifts, he marries Yingchun, a concubine-born daughter of the Jia family. On the journey back from the wedding, the county magistrate’s deputy makes trouble, and disgruntled commoners block the road crying out for justice. Xu Ke publicly settles the case, and with just a few words exposes the false accusation. Everything begins with this first challenge from the county magistrate’s deputy on the way back from the wedding procession.
On the day Luo Jiu was brought back to her wealthy family, everyone was waiting to watch the usual dramatic scene—
the real heiress taking revenge, and the fake one breaking down in tears.
The fake heiress, Luo Yuqing, stepped forward with reddened eyes.
But in front of everyone, she suddenly grabbed Luo Jiu’s sleeve, her voice trembling:
“We’ve been looking for you for so long… I’m sorry. We came too late.”
Luo Jiu raised an eyebrow: ?
Something about the script… seemed to have gone off track from the very beginning.
Her gentle yet cunning eldest brother handed her a black card.
“Little sister, spend whatever you like.”
Her washed-up actor second brother posted loudly on social media:
“@LuoJiu, my real sister—the only one. Take care of her.”
Her tsundere, sharp-tongued third brother turned his face away.
“From now on… I’ve got your back.”
Luo Jiu silently watched as she was suddenly showered with affection.
Quietly, she put away the 101st hidden identity she had prepared.
Until—
When her eldest brother was schemed against and pushed to the brink of bankruptcy,
she casually made a call, and a mysterious consortium injected a billion overnight.
When her second brother lost a top luxury endorsement to a rival,
she tapped her keyboard, and three major luxury brands rushed to offer him contracts.
When her third brother was sabotaged at a race,
she drifted into the scene and pulled him behind her in one swift move.
Even the fake heiress, caught in a plagiarism scandal,
was quietly sent by her to an international judging panel—
the scandal reversed, and glory returned.
Late at night,
the eldest brother flipped through confidential files of global tycoons,
the second brother stared at contracts from top luxury brands,
the third brother examined a hidden racing champion profile—
and together with the fake heiress, they all fell into deep thought…
The sister they had finally found…
Who exactly was she?
One day, Tang Jizhi woke up to find himself stranded on a deserted island.
The only things by his side were a pen and a sketchbook.
—He had entered a survival livestream game app.
Unable to find food, Tang Jizhi drew a rabbit. Soon after, a rabbit ran straight into him and died on the spot. “??? ”
“A coincidence. It must be a coincidence! ”
Later, a pack of wolves launched a surprise attack. Tang Jizhi slowly climbed up a tree.
The audience flooded the chat:
“He’s definitely going to draw a lion.”
“I think it’ll be a tiger.”
Not long after, a Tyrannosaurus rex appeared and wiped out the wolf pack. “……”
Complete surrender.
In the end, Tang Jizhi was surrounded by Smurfs, Pikachu, a T-rex, and other incredible creatures. Just as everyone was watching in awe, the big shot suddenly said,
“This is so boring.”
Then—
Before the eyes of tens of billions of viewers, Tang Jizhi gathered all the magical creatures back into his sketchbook, shattered the system, and descended upon their planet. “??? ”
“!!!”
“Hurry!
Reading the celestial signs only to be struck by lightning, Jiang Ran might be the unluckiest mystic master to ever exist.
After one accidental transmigration, she wakes up in a new world only to discover she has somehow gained two sons.
The eldest is cold, arrogant, and denies her outright, claiming he has no mother and was “asexually reproduced.”
The younger is even worse, openly hostile and telling her to get lost.
Faced with these terrifying twin prodigies—one like a dragon, the other like a tiger both seemingly ready to end her life, Jiang Ran can only desperately calculate her fate and put on a serious front.
“Sir, I’m afraid you’re about to encounter a bloody disaster.”
Yet before she can finish speaking, the man turns the tables, pinning her beneath him with a dangerous glare.
“Woman, what kind of trick are you trying to pull?”