One Hundred Years After the Death of the Dragon-Proud Protagonist's Little Sister

An ordinary girl from an ordinary world transmigrates into a cultivation novel as the younger sister of the overpowered protagonist, only to die very young on the night her clan is massacred.

A hundred years after her death, she is suddenly bound by a System.

It's a conquest System. It has bound plenty of people, but none of them could conquer the overpowered protagonist. With no other option, it resurrects his younger sister and gives her a try.

Her first mission is to hold hands with the overpowered protagonist.

By then, he is no longer the lonely little brother she remembers, the one no one cared about.

The System tells her that the Five Domains and Nine Heavens all call him Immortal Lord. His sword has drenched countless people in blood. Anyone who so much as touches the hem of his robe will die. No one could ever take his hand and live.

The younger sister isn't sure she can complete the mission, either. A hundred years have passed, and her brother probably doesn't remember her anymore.

After all, they weren't very close as children. She was a pampered young lady, while her brother was an unloved child at their impoverished aunt's home: an outsider, gloomy, always looking down, and never meeting her eyes.

She tries to sneak into a banquet, dressed as a maid. She pours her brother wine, then nervously raises her lashes, hoping to see his face.

The System chatters on, telling her that at a banquet hosted by the Hehuan Sect, the sect's Saintess had once personally poured him wine. He refused to drink. The sect leader said that if he didn't, he would have the Saintess beheaded.

In the end, seven Saintesses were beheaded at the banquet, one after another, and the Immortal Lord never drank a single drop. That was how cold and hard his resolve was.

The sound of jade shattering rings in her ears. Her brother has accidentally dropped his jade cup.

The younger sister is so frightened she tries to back away, but her wrist is already caught in her brother's grasp, like a butterfly snared by its wings.

The entire hall falls silent. Not a soul dares to speak. Only her brother gazes intently at her, softly, as if in a dream, and calls her by name. "...Yuyin?"

The mission-completed notification mingles with her brother's voice. She says in alarm, "It's me... Brother."

"Will you take me home... I have nowhere else to go."

Her brother is kind. He isn't the cruel and tyrannical Immortal Lord of the rumors.

Her brother has a fiancee, a wonderful older sister who is beautiful and treats He Yuyin well. He Yuyin can talk to her about anything. All the things she can't tell her brother, she can tell her.

But she feels guilty toward the older sister, because the System keeps issuing conquest missions that are too embarrassing to say aloud.

She has to sit on her brother's lap, look up, and be kissed by him.

She also has to let him measure her thighs inch by inch. The soft flesh spills between his fingers like melting snow. He Yuyin covers her eyes in shame as her brother presses his lips to her thigh, and tears trickle down while her whole body trembles.

Later, her brother and the older sister are going to marry, and all the conquest missions have been completed. He Yuyin thinks it's time for her to leave, too.

She bids her brother farewell with proper formality, saying, "Thank you for always looking after me."

Her brother interrupts her. "Yuyin, where are you going? This is your home."

When her brother gets to his feet, he knocks over an easel. Scrolls spill to the floor and unfurl. Every one of them, filling the room, bears He Yuyin's face.

He Yuyin steps back, confused and frightened. "You should be painting Sister. She's your fiancee..."

"Fiancee." Her brother gives a scornful laugh.

The older sister enters with an expressionless face, then suddenly flashes He Yuyin a familiar smile. For the first time, He Yuyin realizes how much her brother and the older sister look alike. The way the older sister smiles is exactly like her brother. She has heard that her brother once created a city of puppets and slaughtered a demon who was infamous throughout the Nine Heavens...

Her brother wraps his arms around He Yuyin's waist from behind and laughs softly. "Yuyin, little sister, baby."

"I made a puppet because I wanted to know what was really on your mind. You liked her and were willing to talk to her. That was good."

"But why do you want to leave your brother? You can't leave me."

"This is our wedding, after all. You chose the wedding clothes, the palace, the bed... Yes, you thought you were choosing them for Sister, but you weren't."

"If you like Sister, then let her dress you, all right? Aren't you happy to spend your wedding night with your brother, Yuyin?"

The male lead is the one going mad from beginning to end. He also created the System.

Theme: Fly away from hardship and toward spring.