Yan Shu transmigrated into a book and was randomly gifted with a male lead's hatred package!
In three months, she would be completely destroyed by the male lead!
As the biological son of the Heavenly Tao, she couldn't defeat him in a fight and got struck by lightning when trying to escape. Yan Shu was furious!
Since that was the case, don't blame her...
Igniting his affection bar!
Yan Shu said, "Disciple, your clothes look a bit worn out. Take my token and get some new ones."
Instead of receiving new clothes, the disciple, Xiao Jihan, was humiliated and left with bruises all over his body: Favorability -10.
Yan Shu said, "Disciple, do you want to refine pills? I have some excellent Immortal Spirit Herb here, I'll give it to you."
The alchemy furnace he had finally saved enough spirit stones to exchange for exploded into pieces, leaving Xiao Jihan covered in soot: Favorability -10.
Yan Shu said, "Disciple, there are many demons in the Braham Secret Realm. This Grand Primordial Pill can save your life, take it."
But because of the Grand Primordial Pill's spiritual energy, he ended up besieged by demons and nearly lost his life: Favorability -10.
Yan Shu: ...

Cultivation Strategy: Starting with Bribing the Male Lead

So what? These two words left Medicine King speechless.


But after his silence, a sense of heroism arose within him. Yes, so what?


The lifespan of mortals is only a little over a hundred years, while cultivators can reach tens of thousands of years. Whether it's cultivation, seeking opportunities, or searching for heavenly treasures, cultivators are always fighting against the heavens and contending with the earth. From another perspective, every tribulation and transformation are punishment from the Heavenly Tao.


Since you're already fighting against heaven and earth, why bother caring about shallow worldly opinions?


Medicine King patted Xiao Jihan's shoulder and was about to praise him when he heard him say, "With her protecting me, there's nothing wrong with that."


"This..." Medicine King withdrew his hand and stroked his beard. "Living off someone else's success used to be my ideal too."


Can You Curse?