The Demon Lord Is Reborn: Cold Senior Brother, Stay Away from Me

[Goofy] [Everyone Loves the Female Lead] [A Cold, Secretly Lovestruck Male Lead x A Female Lead Who Is Oblivious to Romance but Highly Skilled] [Everyone Fights Over Her]

Ji Wanqing, the demonic overlord hated by the entire cultivation world, has been reborn!

In her previous life, she was the infamous number one demoness, feared throughout the immortal sects. She mastered every kind of sorcery and roamed the Three Realms, defeating every opponent in the sects, only to have her heart pierced by the cold, brilliant junior brother she had raised herself.

She thought she was well and truly dead, but when she opened her eyes, she had become her junior brother's foolish little disciple.

An eighteen-year-old body with the mind of a seven-year-old.

Reborn, Ji Wanqing learned her lesson: No more! Whoever wants to compete in this rotten cultivation world can do it without her. This time, she just wants to eat roast chicken and take it easy in retirement.

To avoid being killed by her own aloof junior brother again, the supreme demoness puts on an act and starts fooling everyone.

The entire immortal sect pities her: Poor Chen Ying, so silly and innocent, so sweet and well-behaved.

Only her junior brother seems off.

The same icy junior brother who once chased her for three streets with his sword, cold and restrained, indifferent to everyone, is now not only playing favorites but clingy, too!

Ji Wanqing is completely baffled: ??? Junior Brother, something is wrong with you!

Where is the cold, twisted maniac who stabbed me to death back then?!

Who is this clingy lovesick fool?!

Everyone thinks the little disciple must have earned great fortune in her previous life to win Mo Ranchen's favor.

Only Mo Ranchen knows the truth: His little fool is his senior sister, the one he went to such lengths to find again.

Later, the ghoul-faced Gu cultivator reappears, and a shocking old grudge comes to light. When everyone once again calls for the demoness's death, the white-robed immortal Venerable stands before her with his sword, gentle yet obsessive: "She's mine. The world doesn't get to judge her!"