My Senior Brother Was Sent to Marry the Villain

Also known as: How I Got the World-Destroying Demon Lord as a Prize in a Martial Arts Marriage Contest

Also known as: The Jianghu's Public Enemy Was Once Its Savior

A feudal-minded, straight-laced, wife-fearing top x a deranged, short-tempered, world-destroying bottom desperate to get married

Cheng Shiwu x Zhong Nian

Cheng Chuan, courtesy name Shiwu, is a sect's leading talent, a model senior disciple, the disciple other elders hold up as an example, a once-in-a-century chosen one, and a walking treasure trove of rare natural resources... as well as a simple, honest, old-fashioned straight man. Yet he's forcibly abducted off the street and made to marry the world-destroying Demon Lord, who was rumored to have died a hundred years ago and suddenly returned from the dead!

Fortunately, heavenly punishment struck, and Cheng Shiwu escaped in the chaos, keeping his virtue and chastity intact.

Cheng Shiwu has long held the top spot on the list of people everyone most wants to cultivate with. This incident made the others realize that such a peerless physique ought to benefit all living beings, so the sect began holding a marriage contest... no, a cultivation partner contest.

Cheng Shiwu was now free.

But who could have guessed that the contest would be won by the most inconspicuous newcomer from some little-known sect? Most importantly, he was a man, for heaven's sake!

Unable to get it up, Cheng Shiwu could only steel himself and go through with it. The lights were out, the door was shut, and their clothes were off when the man's identity was exposed. What do you mean we almost got married not long ago? The only person who'd been lusting after him back then was that savage, domineering world-destroying Demon Lord. What do you mean you're that Demon Lord?

Cheng Shiwu was threatened: if he dared tell anyone, the Demon Lord would wipe out his entire family.

But although this Demon Lord was tyrannical and savage, he was also seriously injured and, surprisingly, reasonable.

The Demon Lord admitted he needed to borrow Cheng Shiwu's body to recover, so Cheng Shiwu laid down three rules: Cultivating together was fine, but the Demon Lord had to control himself, behave properly, keep himself chaste, study the Rules for Husbands, and do a hundred good deeds.

He tried to reform the Demon Lord, and the Demon Lord agreed.

From then on, Cheng Shiwu set off with the world-destroying Demon Lord on a journey that seemed to involve righting wrongs and making friends in the jianghu, but was really about beating up all the young geniuses, messing with their elders, and throwing his weight around under the Demon Lord's protection.

Then he accidentally caught a glimpse of the Demon Lord's glorious past as a chosen one in his own right.

From that moment on, the fates of the two chosen ones became intertwined.

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Cheng Shiwu (self-delusional version): First he abducted me, then he disguised himself to enter the marriage contest. He went to such lengths just to get me.

[Some little scenes]

They run into trouble while training away from the sect, and when Cheng Shiwu sees his fellow disciples captured, he has no choice but to swallow his pride and ask the Demon Lord for help.

Demon Lord: Where are your manners when you ask for help?

The old-fashioned straight man is displeased: By rights, you should call me your husband. Since you're my wife, how could you not listen to your husband's words?

A moment later, Cheng Shiwu kneels beside the bed, bruised and battered: Husband, please help me.

The path of cultivation is long, and everyone makes mistakes. The Demon Lord is badly injured and spits up blood while cleaning up Cheng Shiwu's mess. Just as Cheng Shiwu starts to feel guilty, he sees the Demon Lord's gaze fall on his waist and neck. He understands at once: Cultivating with him must be better than any miracle elixir!

Cheng Shiwu panics: Wait, hold on, I'm not ready yet. It's my first time, no, no, no! Give me a moment to get ready, ahhh!

But the other man only bites his neck, sucks out a mouthful of his vital essence, and begins circulating his energy to heal his wounds.

Cheng Shiwu: So we don't need to do that, and it still does you a world of good?

Demon Lord: Seems like it.

Cheng Shiwu nods. Seeing that he's fine, he turns to leave, but after two steps, he comes back: But I think...

He turns to leave again: Ah, never mind.

He comes back again: But I still think...

He turns to leave again: Forget it, forget it.

The harassed Demon Lord opens his eyes: Do you want to try?

Cheng Shiwu's face instantly turns red, and he loudly objects: No! How can you talk like that? Don't you know shame or propriety? It's broad daylight. Stop fantasizing about me!

Demon Lord: So you just want to sleep with me, then.

"Ahhh!" Cheng Shiwu covers his ears and runs away screaming.

The Demon Lord thinks he'll finally be able to focus on healing, but a moment later, the man peeks his head around the door again, looking all shifty.

"So... can we?"

Content warning:

The bottom is beautiful, powerful, and suffering upon suffering upon suffering upon suffering upon suffering upon suffering upon suffering upon suffering upon suffering upon suffering upon suffering upon suffering.

Theme: Everyone shines