Xiao Chengshuang is a Taoist priest who has cultivated in the mountains since childhood. At his master Kang Bai’s urging, he descends into the mortal world. (When Heaven gives someone a great responsibility, it first makes them a little eccentric.)
As soon as he leaves the mountain, the apocalypse begins. What terrible luck.
But that’s not the worst part. The worst part is that Master Kang Bai never told him he and his senior brother had been betrothed since childhood.
Everyone knew about this important matter except Xiao Chengshuang, which meant his master had set him up.
His senior brothers and sisters: Humiliate him! Trample him! Ravish him!
Xiao Chengshuang: …Please don’t get your hopes up too much, senior brothers and sisters.
My senior brother is the strongest person in the world, but he’s still weaker than me.
Both are neat freaks, in different ways.
When junior brother Xiao Chengshuang’s neat-freak tendencies kick in, he gets lazy.
When senior brother Xu Yiling’s kick in, he wants to destroy the world.
Xiao Chengshuang: a fake aloof beauty, naturally airheaded junior brother shou, versus
Xu Yiling: a fake villain, doting-wife-madman senior brother gong
[Note: I wrote this when I was sixteen. The first hundred thousand or so words reflect my writing style from years ago. I can barely read them myself now, honestly. If you happen to find this book and don’t have the patience, you can start with the Demon Heaven Treasure Domain. The gong doesn’t appear until then, but it won’t affect your reading. I’ll see how many readers stick around after the first 100,000 words. If there aren’t many, I won’t revise them.] The whole novel is complete and ready to read, so don’t worry about starting it.
I picked up the story again at Chapter 62 and kept writing through Chapter 86. I was completely exhausted. I’d originally planned to make it a long novel…
I only picked it up again because I wanted to give my main characters a happy ending. After all, I’m their real mom, so don’t scrutinize this too much. I wrote it without thinking back then, purely for laughs.
