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[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.

Chen Shijin was known to everyone as a mute. He hadn’t uttered a word since he was three years old. As a result, countless people wildly bullied and mocked him throughout his life. Yet, he remained unmoved, his eyes filled with pity.

  Until that day, when the skies poured red rain, and the gate of fate opened. Under the torrential rain, Chen Shijin, looking at his fiancé and cousin who were involved in an affair and cursing him, uttered his first words in 23 years.   “Tr*sh. Promiscuous jerks.”   Fiancé/Cousin: How dare you speak like that?! No, wait, how can you speak at all?!   Before they could react, they both fell into the land of exile. And then, monsters roamed, in a world where the strong prey on the weak. The fiancé and cousin’s private parts indeed rotted away.   While everyone feared this bizarre and dark world of death, Chen Shijin smiled joyously at the demons, devils, ghosts, and monsters.   Foolish beings! I could speak at eight months! I greeted my ancestors at a year and a half! At two, I turned in a wanted criminal on TV with a single word. At three, my words predicted the eruption of Mount Little Sun! And that golden mountain decoration in my home that’s yet to be carved? Created by my very words!   I remained silent for the sake of world peace!   But now, in the land of exile. After holding back for 23 years!! Finally! I can openly challenge these demons and monsters!   “Awesome!!”   Demons and monsters: ??? Terrifying world: Shut up! Don’t come over here, aaaah!