Lou Fu had been a heaven-blessed prodigy since childhood, gifted and revered by everyone at the cultivation sect. But an accident stripped him of his cultivation, leaving him the least remarkable among a crowd of geniuses.
His once-envied good looks suddenly became his biggest problem.
When someone offered to keep him as a pet for the sake of his former beauty, his senior brother, who usually looked down on everyone, kicked the man straight into a pond.
Lou Fu didn't even bat an eyelid. Ignoring the whole farce, he focused on studying unorthodox methods and finding another way forward.
After that, trouble came looking for him without end, but no one ever managed to make a scene right in front of him. There was always a pair of eyes watching their every move, and whenever they sensed the slightest hint of malice, they would strike without hesitation.
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Feng Lian, the greatest swordsman of the sect, never involved himself in its affairs. He spent his days feeding spiritual beasts and playing with cats and dogs.
The only person he openly disliked was his junior brother. He hated that he was so talented, that he was so cold and distant, and most of all, that he had such a lovable, beautiful face.
The real reason was that, as a child, Feng Lian had thought Lou Fu was a little junior sister.
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A wild fox came running into Feng Lian's courtyard. It was fierce, bit him whenever he came near, and scared all the other spiritual beasts.
One day, while drunk, he saw the wild fox wearing the very face he both loved and hated. Its furry ears twitched slightly as it stared at him coldly.
Feng Lian said irritably, "My junior brother is as beautiful as an immortal. How dare you try to seduce me like this?"
The wild fox spoke in a human voice. "Feng Lian, I'm the junior brother you've been coveting for ages."
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Theme: Never give up on any opportunity.
