ThirtyTyrants

[Mature Content - Reincarnation/ Cultivation/ Past Lives] Can death be a new beginning? 

Xie Bian wakes up in the Underworld being interrogated by King Yanluo, who tells him he has a job for him, and to stop calling him King! 

He's going to join the mysterious Fan Wujiu in bringing errant souls to the Underworld so that they can follow the cycle of life and death as intended. Something is keeping the souls of the dead in the human realm, and it's Xie Bian's and Fan Wujiu's task to find out what.

But there's more than meets the eye to his fellow Underworld General.  Fan Wujiu is cold and distant, and keeps Xie Bian at arms length -- almost as if they've met before.

And what is going on with the odd book Yanluo gave Xie Bian, who tells the life story of the mysterious Fu Shulin, in his quest to become an extraordinary cultivator despite his humble background?

Something tells Xie Bian that these events are all connected, and that somehow he's in the middle of it all.

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Xie Bian: Was I not supposed to forget my past life after dying? I thought everyone had to drink Meng Po's soup!

Yanluo: ...

Xie Bian: Why does it feel like you hate me even though we just met?

Fan Wujiu: ....

Xie Bian: Did I insult your mother when I was alive, or something?

Fan Wujiu: or something

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sarcastic, spoiled, scheming, mischievous White Impermanence x rebellious, possessive, vengeful seductive Black Impermanence

Dual perspective, 1v1, past plays a big part, fantasy, dark, revenge, mythology, smut heavy, angst, humor, action, case-solving, mystery, betrayal, mysterious past, possessive characters, hidden depths.

[BL] I Became a General in Hell after Dying

Xie Bian wanted to talk with Fan Wujiu, so taking advantage of Wei Xiangsi's absence, he crossed the pavilion to sneak into his bedroom. The door had barely shut behind his back when he realized he might have miscalculated.


The reason why he hadn't seen Jiang Lu anywhere became apparent as they stared at each other over the bucket of water he had just emptied into the tub Fan Wujiu was soaking in.


"Uhm, I suppose I should have announced myself," Xie Bian said, gaze glued to Fan Wujiu's bare chest. Soap and the tub's dark wood obscured his view, but he couldn't help thinking about how the entire situation was a mirror of what had happened back at the Blooming Fragrance.


"Should I leave the two young masters alone?" he asked, head lowered as if he'd been caught doing something unseemly.


Bathe him