My Junior Sister and Her Dog

Chu Ci Yu once had a dream that lasted ten years.

In the dream, she raised a well-behaved yet exceptionally fierce guard dog. It was utterly loyal, its bite hurt like hell, and it was affectionate only toward her.

Chu Ci Yu liked this dog.

Yan Zhe Qing had been breathtakingly dazzling since childhood, enjoying boundless glory.

He made unstoppable progress on the path of cultivation. A month after his birth, he drew a star into his body; after ten years of cultivation, he was already pointing at the heavens and asking about the Dao. The Three Continents Immortal Academy placed great hopes in him, believing he might become the youngest cultivator in the Fourteen Continents to reach the Immortal Pinnacle realm.

But no one knew that during those ten years when he seemed so pure and radiant, every night in his dreams he was miserably forced to be a woman's dog, and not some noble breed, either, but a common, scruffy guard dog!

Yan Zhe Qing was consumed with resentment and swore to find the vile culprit who had framed him. How could a genius cultivator willingly become a foolish dog, wagging his tail and begging for affection? Even if he had to be a dog, he would be a vicious one!

So he barked all day, bit hard, and became invincible across the whole village, never stopping until he drew blood. Yet whenever he saw that woman, he couldn't help wagging his tail and licking her palm.

Yan Zhe Qing: ...It's just a delaying tactic. I know what I'm doing.

When the ten years ended, Ci Yu stopped dreaming and no longer kept a dog. Yan Zhe Qing never saw his master again, either.

Until this year, when a new student arrived at the Three Continents Immortal Academy.

Female Lead Version:

Chu Ci Yu, the Saintess of Whale Continent, is the luckiest good-for-nothing in the Fourteen Continents.

People look down on her because she was born with a flawed natal star and cannot cultivate, and because she is violent and immoral. All in all, she's utterly unremarkable and even somewhat detestable. But they have to admit she was born into an exceptionally good family and is surrounded by benefactors.

Her father is the former Saint Son, renowned throughout the world for his benevolence; her aunt is the Azure Emperor who rules Whale Continent; her cousins are members of the imperial family. Even the attendants who run errands for her are rare geniuses in the Fourteen Continents.

As the luckiest good-for-nothing in the Fourteen Continents, the thing Chu Ci Yu hears most often is: Can you just enjoy your wealth and privileges, behave like a proper young master, and stop throwing your weight around and making everyone hate you?

Later, after killing her kin to prove the Dao and slaughtering her way through the royal palace of Whale Continent, Chu Ci Yu wiped the blood from her face and smiled.

"Go on."

*

Chu Ci Yu was born with twelve divine bones, but not one of them was in her body.

In this life, she will neither shrink back nor fear. She will seek an open and honest world, where cause and effect can hide from no one.

Hello (≧▽≦), here's your reading guide:

1. This is not a strong-female-lead story, not a strong-male-lead story, and not a wish-fulfillment story, but I'll try to make it sweet. The author's skills are limited, and for now I only know how to write pampered, delicate characters. All the characters are delicate little darlings.

2. I politely decline all suggestions that do not focus on the story itself, as well as advice about plot points involving content warnings I have already given.

3. I hope you enjoy reading. I'll do my best.

Upcoming: Help Yourself When You Lose the Dao, Ascend to Immortality When You Find It

Venerable Yue Liu of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect has nine personal disciples. Shi Wei Yan ranks squarely fifth: she's the weakest and the least noticeable. Above her are astonishingly brilliant senior brothers and sisters, while below her are younger junior brothers and sisters who already shine with sharp brilliance.

Among the personal disciples, she alone cultivates medicine instead of the sword.

She is the disciple her master worries about least. He doesn't need to personally teach her techniques; he can simply toss her a medical text and be done with it. Her senior brothers and sisters never take her into secret realms to gain experience, and even when her junior brothers and sisters come to consult her, they don't have to pay a consultation fee.

Shi Wei Yan knows she goes unnoticed. Although she is a personal disciple, sometimes she is even less capable than an ordinary inner disciple. During the sect tournament, her master, as aloof as an immortal banished from heaven, would furrow his brow at her clumsy fighting techniques. Her senior brothers and sisters would comfort her sympathetically: "Yan Yan, it's all right to be clumsy. The sect will protect you and keep you safe for the rest of your life."

Shi Wei Yan has known since childhood that her Dao is different from everyone else's in the sect. Naturally, none of them are all that close to her.

She admires and envies the other personal disciples, but she also takes her own life seriously, diligently serving as the only healer on Qingyun Peak.

Until the Yan Jue Secret Realm appeared.

The secret realm, closed for a thousand years, reopened in a single day. All thirty-two sects of the Nine Continents went in search of opportunities. The sect master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect ordered every personal disciple to explore it, with no exceptions. Anyone who disobeyed would be expelled from the sect.

Before setting out, her senior brothers and sisters teased her, telling Shi Wei Yan not to be afraid and just to hide behind them. If all else failed, she could always hide behind her junior brothers and sisters.

The younger disciples looked exasperated, but let it pass.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. The Yan Jue Secret Realm suddenly changed, and relics left by mighty cultivators, heavenly treasures, spirit herbs, divine weapons, and more appeared one after another.

This was an opportunity too rare to pass up. After discussing it, everyone decided to leave Shi Wei Yan in a safe blessed grotto while they each went off to seek their own Dao opportunities.

Of course she agreed.

But as soon as her senior brothers and sisters left, the grotto collapsed, and danger filled the blessed land. Demonic beasts, monstrous serpents, evil spirits, and wicked ghosts: Shi Wei Yan had never faced such peril. She barely escaped the torment of the first layer, only to fall into the far more terrifying second layer.

Shi Wei Yan hid desperately, eagerly waiting for the people from her sect to take her home.

Being a carefree freeloader back at the sect would be wonderful, truly wonderful. She had never once been ungrateful for that life.

But no one came, even when the secret realm closed.

They had forgotten her.

*

Shi Wei Yan's cultivation was completely destroyed in the second layer of the secret realm, leaving her a cripple.

A Heaven-Swallowing Python chased after her, hoping to casually make a snack of her, but she didn't want to die so insignificantly. Covered in wounds and on the brink of death, Shi Wei Yan decided to drink poison and take her own life. Even if her corpse rotted and nourished flowers, she would rather that than become a little side dish.

But then she met Xie Chen Jing, currently the greatest sword cultivator in the Nine Continents.

With a single strike, he cut the Heaven-Swallowing Python in two.

Xie Chen Jing had a very different reason from hers for not leaving the secret realm. He was powerful, so everything seemed effortless to him. He disliked meeting people and found the secret realm peaceful, so he stayed.

He told Shi Wei Yan, "You don't cultivate the sword, so you can't leave the Yan Jue Secret Realm."

Shi Wei Yan said she had no talent for the sword.

When she was little, her master had taken her to the Star-Gazing Platform to test her talent. The elders had declared that a chasm lay between her and the sword, and that she couldn't even touch the dust on the threshold of sword cultivation. Later, the facts proved them right.

Xie Chen Jing was unmoved.

"Do you know why there are nine continents today?"

"...I don't know."

"In ancient times, heaven and earth were joined, and demons ran rampant. The first person to wield a sword split mountains and forged seas, using sword intent to create the vast Nine Continents."

"Every living being in the Nine Continents has their own sword Dao."

Note:

1. Every sect will get its comeuppance.

2. This blurb is provisional and may be revised. The inspiration screenshot is from April 2024.

Theme: You must believe that good things are coming your way.