After I Transmigrated Into a Book, Everyone Started Falling for Me

Wu Fei transmigrated into a cultivation novel and became the notorious senior disciple and sect leader of the Hehuan Sect.

He had tricked and abducted countless disciples from other sects, and had a sharp tongue that provoked Gu Yezhi, the foremost figure of the Daoist sects.

While being pursued by Gu Yezhi, he caused the most talented junior disciple of his generation to have his spiritual meridians severed. This finally enraged the sect leader, who locked him away in the back mountains to reflect on his mistakes for a hundred years.

Wu Fei arrived just as this fellow emerged from his century of reflection.

Wu Fei: It's been so many years. Everyone must have cooled off by now, right?

Just as he was preparing to keep his head down and behave, he discovered that...

The Hehuan Sect, once reviled by everyone, had become the greatest sect under heaven, and the cultivation world's people treated him, their senior brother, like a revered figure.

A disciple from another sect whom he'd once tricked: Thanks to you, I found a breakthrough in less than a hundred years.

The Demon Lord he'd once begged to work with him: If you don't mind, I'm always ready to cultivate together.

The junior brother who'd opposed him at every turn: Thanks to you, we discovered our little junior brother was a spy. I admire you, senior brother!

And Gu Yezhi, once the foremost figure of the Daoist sects, aloof and abstinent, and utterly disdainful of heretics like them, now held the Hehuan Sect leader's token in one hand and tilted Wu Fei's chin up with the other.

"Disciple, you've finally agreed to see your master."

Wu Fei: "???"

Weren't we mortal enemies? Since when was I your disciple?

Worse still, because of his unintentional provocation back then, rumors of a forbidden, ambiguous relationship between him and Gu Yezhi had spread throughout the cultivation world.

There was even a rumor that the little brat who followed Gu Yezhi around, bobbing his head, was his child.

Wu Fei: Get a grip. Never mind that men can't give birth. That kid looks five or six at most, and I've spent a hundred years meditating in the back mountains. How could I have fathered him?

An aloof powerhouse who can conquer the world but can never top the bottom, VS a sunny, playful bottom who talks a big game but behaves sweetly only for his top.

One-on-one, with children. The top and bottom have eyes only for each other, and the bottom has gaps in his memory. The protagonist has a natural harem-attracting aura, so there will be rivalry for his affection~

I'm letting loose and writing the melodramatic love rivals I've been wanting to write _(:з"∠)_

Theme: With a righteous heart, any path of cultivation can lead to the Great Dao.