I’m a Villainess but So Popular - Chapter 5

System: Host, what is that thing in the sky?

Shi Sheng: An intergalactic spaceship.

System: …This is a cultivation world, where did an intergalactic spaceship come from?!

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System: Host, what are you holding in your hand?

Shi Sheng: Xuanyuan Sword.

System: This is an advanced scientific world, where did an ancient divine sword come from?! Wait a moment… Host what are you doing?! Σ(°△°|||)︴

Shi Sheng: Breaking apart the main couple. ヾ(^▽^*)))

#MyHostIsTooPowerfulAndLikesToBreakShips#

Note : ‘shipping’ is the term people use when they want two people to be a couple.

- Description from novelupdates

Jiang Qiuqiu, a 21st-century food blogger, transmigrates to the interstellar era, completely broke and with nothing to her name.To make a living, a food streamer named Jiang Jiujiu burst onto the scene in the Federation's food livestreaming section, attracting countless bigwigs and hundreds of millions of Federation fans!#Shocking! The fan ranking of a certain streamer in the food section is practically a Federation Central TV press conference!!!#Number one on the list is the Imperial Blade, Admiral Mo Si!Number two is the Head of the Cabinet, Lord Jones!Numbers three to twenty are filled by the Federation's 18 war-faring generals!Everyone: !!!???Jiang Qiuqiu originally just wanted to cook to make a living, but she never expected to accidentally become famous, enlist in the army, save a legion, and pick up a husband.One day, a short video blew up the Federation's network. In the video, the Federation's hottest internet celebrity, Jiang Jiujiu, was directing the tall, handsome, and imposing Imperial Blade, Admiral Mo Si—with the very hands that had detonated the Insect Queen—to hold a kitchen knife and chop radishes! She also stated: “She has finally found a man who will cook for her.”Countless people sobbed over this beautiful love story!-[Gentle and Sweet Food Blogger x The Great Admiral Who Personally Cooks for the Gentle and Sweet Food Blogger]

On an ordinary day, Lucius stumbled upon a strange, run-down shop. At first, he assumed it was abandoned—until he stepped inside.[You have entered the Universal Alchemy Store.][Congratulations! You are now the store’s owner.][Please craft your first potion.]Lucius blinked. 'What kind of joke is this?' But as if guided by an unseen force, he followed the instructions. Minutes later, his first creation was complete.[Love Potion: The drinker will fall in love with the first person they lay eyes on.]Lucius swallowed hard. 'Wait… does this actually work?'Before he could process it, the shop’s door swung open.Standing in the entrance was no ordinary customer—she was an elf. Long, pointed ears, mesmerizing green eyes, and a body sculpted by the gods. A visitor from another world.A dangerous thought crept into his mind.'Should I test it on her?'

I died in an explosion—a betrayal engineered by the man I trusted most.But instead of the end, I woke up in a new body. A noblewoman’s body. Evelina, disgraced and hated, accused of poisoning the Crown Prince of a kingdom where werewolves rule the land.And worse?The man whose life I supposedly tried to end is now my fated mate.Damian, the Crown Prince, is as cold as the moonlight that binds us, his piercing silver eyes filled with distrust every time they land on me. He doesn’t believe my innocence, and frankly, I don’t care.My only priority is survival in this dangerous, medieval world—and figuring out why fate decided to shove me into the life of a traitor.But the longer I’m near Damian, the harder it is to ignore the pull between us—the undeniable heat of the mate bond that makes his touch electric and his presence intoxicating.Enemies lurk in the shadows, including the woman who thinks she should be his Luna. Court intrigue spirals out of control, and the person behind Evelina’s betrayal might be closer than I realize.Damian’s trust is my only shield, but when the truth of my transmigration comes to light, I’m not sure even that will be enough to save me.Because in this world, it’s not love that conquers all—it’s power. And mine might not be enough.