You Won’t Let Me Touch Senior Brother? I’ll Touch Him Anyway, and I Even Hugged Him

| Two powerful leads, devoted and exclusive | Lighthearted and funny | Transmigrate into a cultivation world | BL | One-and-only devotion | The stand-in becomes the real deal |

I transmigrated into the body of a junior brother who had fallen off a cliff and died. The moment I opened my eyes, I ran straight into the legendary senior brother, Ye Qingxuan.

Everyone in the sect was afraid of him. They said he killed without blinking, and no one should come within three feet of him.

Once, someone accidentally brushed his sleeve and was sent flying on the spot, spending two months in bed.

As luck would have it, he had the exact same face as my childhood friend, who had died.

The disciples of Xiaoyao Sect frantically signaled at me: Run! Don't touch him! Go around! You'll die!

I looked at him, walked over, and grabbed his sleeve.

"I can't walk anymore. Carry me."

Everyone shut their eyes, waiting for me to scream.

Then Senior Brother bent down and hoisted me onto his back.

Later, the whole sect spread the story: That new junior brother touched Senior Brother and didn't die. He even got carried.

Later still, everyone noticed that Senior Brother's gaze grew stranger and stranger whenever he looked at the junior brother.

"Senior Brother, stop following me everywhere."

"I'm not following you."

"Then why are you walking behind me?"

"We're going the same way."

"You've gone the same way eight times today."

Later, later still, the sect disciples hid behind a tree and watched the cold-blooded killer pin that troublemaker against the wall, the tips of his ears red as he murmured:

"Try touching someone else again."

After transmigrating, all I wanted was to cling to my childhood friend's stand-in. But the more I held him, the more it seemed like the real person had come back on his own.