(Two male leads + redemption + sweet romance + cultivation + mutual devotion + some angst, but no more than three chapters of it)
This is ridiculous. I can make my own male lead suffer as much as I want. What’s that got to do with the readers?
Li Qingfan never expected that one of his novels would land him in the transmigration-into-a-book craze, making him the senior brother of a beautiful but tragic junior disciple.
Looking at the poor little bean, Li Qingfan sighed. It was one thing to torment him in the story, but now that the boy was right in front of him, he just couldn’t bring himself to do it.
What else could he do? Wash up and keep raising him, of course.
Young Qin Yu watched his family die before his eyes. By the age of seven or eight, he had seen the darkest side of human nature. In the end, his master took him in, but the master was busy, so his senior brother was the one who taught him. Little Qin Yu secretly tucked his senior brother away in his heart. He thought he could stay by his side day after day, never imagining that one day everything would spiral out of control. His hands were stained with blood, and he wanted to defile a god.
Senior Brother, don’t go.
It's good-looking, without the clichés of ordinary stories.