Kill That Cultivator

Chapter 0 I transmigrated into a book, becoming an exceptionally beautiful background character. In the story, although my name never appears, my presence is everywhere. When the Master was captured by the Evil and Bloodthirsty Demon Lord and taken to the Demon Palace, I was sleeping under the bed in the Demon Palace. “Tell me, do your disciples know how much fun we’re having?” Me: Thanks, I’d rather not know. When the Master was pinned against his desk by a dark, yandere young disciple, I was sleeping nearby. “Master, keep it down. It wouldn’t be good if we woke up Senior Sister, don’t you think?” Me: Thanks, but I’m already awake. When the Master was locked up by the perverted, sadistic Demon Emperor in a tiny, dark torture chamber, guess what? I was inside there too, sleeping. “Open your eyes and take a good look at yourself in the mirror. Truly captivating.” Forced to open his eyes, the Master saw my reflection in the mirror. Master: … Me: … Yes, I transmigrated into the role of a female supporting character in a BL novel, one of the bottom protagonist’s disciples. My task is to play the part of the “oblivious husband” from a certain type of adult film, sleeping in various unlocked locations to add a bit of thrilling spice.