Transmigrate Into a Book as Cannon Fodder, Change My Fate Online

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Xie Yi was reborn into a cultivation world, blessed with extraordinary talent and looks, and became the senior disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect.

After twenty smooth years, he was full of confidence. "I'm set. This is the protagonist's story!"

Until one day, his master brought home a child named Xiao Jiwang.

Xie Yi: Wait, why does that name sound so familiar?

Then he got a look at those golden eyes and the red birthmark on his body, shaped like a lotus, and Xie Yi's vision went black.

Wasn't this the male lead of that unfinished novel he'd never finished reading in his last life?!

After ransacking what little plot knowledge remained in his brain, Xie Yi felt that life was hopeless.

This was bad. He hadn't been handed the protagonist's script, but the cannon fodder's! In nine years, the Xiaoyao Sect would be destroyed because of the male lead!

Even worse, his late-arriving golden finger turned out to be an app that only played audio spoilers. But the book had been abandoned before the ending!

There were countless unresolved plot threads. Knowing the plot was useless!

Looking at the frail male lead in front of him, who looked like a gust of wind could blow him away, Xie Yi's heart softened. Fine, I'll raise him until he can stand up for himself, then send him away.

But as he kept raising him, the boy grew up, and Xie Yi couldn't bring himself to send him away.

But if the plot kept going like this, he'd soon be cannon fodder.

So he studied ways to stay alive while diligently raising the kid, and finally managed to see a glimmer of hope.

When he turned around, he realized that the child he'd raised was looking at him more and more strangely.

Xiao Jiwang lowered his eyes. "Senior Brother... don't you like it?"

Xie Yi: It isn't that I don't...?

Xie Yi rubbed Xiao Jiwang's head, feeling that something wasn't quite right.

Did they mean the same thing by "like"?

Later, Xie Yi was gravely injured and fell into a deep sleep. When he woke, a hundred years had passed.

The little junior brother he'd once raised, who had been scrawny as a rake, had become the most powerful figure in the cultivation world.

He was alive again, the kid had grown up, and the sect was safe.

Xie Yi was very pleased.

But just as he planned to turn away with carefree confidence and enjoy the good life, a tall figure came flying over on a sword.

The moment the man saw him, he fell from his sword to the ground.

Xiao Jiwang held him tightly in his arms, his voice hoarse.

"I've finally waited for you."

The righteous world's leader, feared by all and bowed to by everyone, cast aside his sword that day. He lowered his head and begged in a voice that was almost humble.

"Senior Brother, don't leave me again... Please."

Don't leave me alone again.

Feeling the strength around his waist and tears falling against his neck, Xie Yi raised a hand to Xiao Jiwang's head, just as he had a hundred years ago.

Fine, I'll raise him a little longer.

Who would have thought that raising him a little longer would land Xie Yi in bed with him?

Xie Yi: ?!

Xiao Jiwang gave him an obedient smile, but his arms were locked tightly around Xie Yi's waist. "Senior Brother, don't you like it?"

So they really hadn't meant the same thing by "like"!

[Younger, loyal puppy-like junior brother x oblivious, flirtatious senior brother]

Xiao Jiwang x Xie Yi

1v1, happy ending

----Upcoming Novel Blurb----

Jiang Xingzhi, the infamous little devil of the Ninth Heaven Immortal Realm.

Not only was he blessed with a handsome, refined face, he also had outstanding talent.

He was even personally chosen as a disciple by the Venerable Immortal Zhichuan, Qi Xun, who had slain the Demon King a century ago, and was indulged without restraint.

Until one day, a rumor spread.

The master and disciple had fallen out completely. Jiang Xingzhi cursed Qi Xun as a shameless, despicable scoundrel with wicked intentions, and even slapped him before leaving.

The immortal realm was in an uproar, and rumors abounded.

It all stemmed from a ridiculous, bizarre prophetic dream.

It was all fake.

He was just a substitute.

The care was fake. The indulgence was fake.

The only real thing was Qi Xun's near-mad obsession with his white moonlight.

Could Jiang Xingzhi put up with that?

He woke from the dream, had a huge fight with Qi Xun, cut ties with him, and decisively ran off to the Demon Realm, shrouded in miasma.

Let whoever wants to be a stand-in for that white moonlight take the job!

Life in the Demon Realm was carefree and free, but one thing puzzled Jiang Xingzhi.

Even though he hadn't removed his disguise, the demons treated him with unusual respect.

By chance, he overheard the demons chanting something under their breath. It sounded as if they were calling him...

The Demon Queen...?

Jiang Xingzhi finally couldn't resist his curiosity. Under cover of night, he climbed into the Demon King's palace.

The walls of the vast hall were covered in black cloth.

Jiang Xingzhi was just starting to get bored when he casually lifted one of the cloths.

The next instant, his breath caught.

Beneath the black cloth were paintings, wanton and absurd, their subjects tangled together in intimate poses.

And the two faces in every painting were unmistakably his and Qi Xun's.

Jiang Xingzhi stumbled backward in shock, only to bump into a warm body.

Qi Xun had always considered his life smooth and trouble-free, from being the ruler of the demon clan to becoming the Venerable Immortal Zhichuan of the immortal realm. If there was something he wanted, he could always get it.

Except for one person: Jiang Xingzhi.

Back then, when he emerged from seclusion and heard that Jiang Xingzhi had died without leaving a body behind,

Qi Xun stroked his sword and remained silent for a long, long time.

Over the next forty-nine days, rivers of blood flowed through the Ninth Heaven Immortal Realm, and the world was turned upside down.

Qi Xun had never believed in fate or the Heavenly Way. But when he saw Jiang Xingzhi, returned to the body of a child, amid the sea of blood, he felt grateful to fate for the first time.

He took Jiang Xingzhi as his disciple and kept him by his side, caring for him meticulously as he watched him grow from an innocent child into the lawless little devil of the Ninth Heaven Immortal Realm.

But now it seemed that the little devil in his household had misunderstood something.

Qi Xun gripped Jiang Xingzhi by the waist.

An intimate kiss landed beside his ear, making the person in his arms shiver. Qi Xun teased him in a wicked voice. "Why not take a closer look? Weren't you curious about who your master's white moonlight was?"

"Hmm? My disciple?"

"Or do you want to slap your master again?"

"My white moonlight?"

[Reader's Guide]

1. The white moonlight and the bottom are the same person. The bottom is an old character starting over, and has lost his previous memories.

2. 1v1, happy ending

Theme: People can overcome fate.