The Unreliable Patriarch

[New Book: When a Slacker Transmigrates into CEO Fiction] is now underway. Please add it to your collection! ** Ji Li accidentally transmigrates into a cultivation novel, becoming the founding patriarch of a doomed sect that was once legendary but has since fallen into decline, with almost all its disciples dead. When Ji Li climbs out of his coffin, only one scrawny little grand-disciple remains in the sect. He takes the sect's last young disciple and opens a little shop in the picturesque countryside, farming and growing flowers, and enjoying a pleasant, easy life. That is, until one day, his grand-disciple drags home a cultivator who is grievously wounded and on the brink of death. Ji Li takes one look and recognizes him as the trusted aide of the male lead, who is constantly getting into trouble in the book. At this point, the male lead hasn't grown powerful yet. There's no way they can get involved in this mess. With a grave expression, Ji Li says, "Quick, quick, quick, Grand-Disciple! Toss him out before anyone finds out." Fu Xinglan, who's about to carry the man to a bed: "...Grand-Patriarch, we're an orthodox sect. The first rule of our sect is that we must never stand by and let someone die." Ji Li: "Precisely because we're an orthodox sect, our sect went bankrupt. I hereby declare that from now on, our Xiaoyao Sect is an evil cult." Fu Xinglan: "..." ** Reborn, Fu Xinglan's soul unexpectedly inhabits the body of a frail child. He has to cultivate and take revenge, all while sparing some attention to look after the unexpectedly acquired, utterly unreliable grand-patriarch. Book-transmigrator shizun, shou X grand-disciple/reborn male lead, gong ** Check out my completed historical danmei novel, My Shizun Is Unreliable, if you're interested. It's in my author page. Blurb: Duan Li made a deal with a dying man. The man was willing to lend him his body, on the condition that Duan Li raise his little disciple to adulthood. Duan Li did the math and decided it was a pretty good deal. "Don't worry, buddy. I'll take good care of him. Go in peace." And so Duan Li used the dead man's body to begin a carefree (crossed out), happy (as Duan Li saw it) life with a nine-year-old disciple. But Duan Li had always been careless and never learned how to look after anyone. Worse, he would suddenly leave his body, so his little disciple often woke up to find himself facing a cold, silent corpse that couldn't smile or speak. Duan Li might be gone for just an hour, or he might disappear for years. But every time he came back, his little disciple treated him just as before. So Duan Li, completely unconcerned, assumed his adopted little disciple had grown up and become sensible. But on the day his little disciple came of age, Duan Li shared a jar of wine with him, and then discovered that he could no longer leave his body. Duan Li propped his chin on his hand and stared at his little disciple, who sat beside him with a gentle smile, serving him food. He couldn't understand it. "Why did my adorable little disciple turn out like this?" Also known as: My Adorable Little Disciple Has Gone Dark The Handsome Cultivator Who Carries a Corpse Everywhere When Will My Master's Remains Finally Be Laid to Rest? Theme: Life may be hard, but there is still beauty in it.