Summary
I transmigrated into a dodder demon parasitizing the Second Male Lead. For my sake, he drew spiritual spring water and gathered spiritual herbs, waiting ten years without fail for me to take human form. But when the Female Lead appeared, he said to me: “Ah Luo, your innate talent is lacking. You can’t take human form. Why not give this demon core to Yaoyao instead?” I refused and immediately tried to climb down from him. He pinched my flower tendrils and coaxed me gently, his movements not hesitating in the slightest: “Be good, Ah Luo. I’ll find you better spiritual herbs in the future.” He dug out my demon core and cast me aside like a worn-out rag. When the wind blew, I drifted down the cliff. The good news: I found a second host. The bad news: it was the Male Lead.