Saving My Gravely Ill Junior Brother

[Complete. As Yan Yan Fu Ka puts it.] [My next book is *Pillow Sword Case*. Please add it to your collection!] Ning Chan transmigrates into a melodramatic, romance-filled xianxia novel with a leveling-up plot. The male lead is a defiant, fate-defying powerhouse who believes he alone decides his destiny. The heroine is an unparalleled Mary Sue, with every man she meets fighting over her. The villain is a volatile, lovesick yandere who spends every day trying to kill the heroine because she resembles his beloved. It’s practically three different genres crammed into one book, each with its own thrills and excitement. None of it has much to do with Ning Chan. Except that the junior brother she took in happens to share a name with the villain. Ning Chan was wary at first. But her junior brother is gentle and obedient, with peerless looks. When she went to guard Mount Cangkui, he followed to clean her sword and bury the bodies. When she had a quiz, he stayed up all night organizing her notes. When she shut herself away in Mount Yuan to craft puppets, he knelt beside her, handing her brushes and serving her tea. As she eats the sweet taro dessert her junior brother made with his own hands, Ning Chan gradually lets her guard down. She diligently cultivates, carefully avoids every plotline involving the male and female leads, and somehow ends up among the most powerful people on the continent. Ning Chan has always thought of herself as the ultimate passerby in a transmigration story, destined to attain the Way and ascend sooner or later, free and at ease. Until her junior brother knocks her off a cliff with a single palm strike, and she finally realizes... 1. Her junior brother is the volatile, lovesick villain. 2. She isn’t some passerby. She’s the villain’s doomed beloved. * After being reborn, Ning Chan returns to the place where she first found her junior brother. Taking stock of her cultivation, which can bring her back to her peak at any moment, she still decides to go see the ungrateful little wretch. No particular reason. It’s just that with his body as weak as it is now, it would be a shame if some random little demon killed him. If anyone’s going to kill him, it should be her. And if he’s going to die, he’d better die by her hand. Then she sees In her previous life, her junior brother was covered in blood and grime, sitting on the ground and about to be pierced through by a great demon. In this life, her junior brother takes the great demon’s head with one swing of his sword. His wounds are clean and smooth, and he moves with relaxed, effortless ease. Ning Chan: “...?” Junior Brother, how many other surprises are you hiding from me? A short-tempered, protective, dazzling and uninhibited senior sister who’s already at max level from the start, Ning Chan X a beautiful, black-hearted, dangerously endangered junior brother, Yu Bieye A few things to know: · The previous blurb caused some controversy, so I’ve rewritten it. Spoiler warning: the junior brother never wanted to kill the heroine. He wanted to save her. · Lighthearted xianxia, plot-focused, packed with flashbacks. The worldbuilding is still full of personal inventions, and I write as I please. · Please read the reading guide in the author’s note of Chapter One. The work’s inspiration comes from Milan Kundera. · The names of the male and female leads come from the line: “The moon startles magpies on a branch; the breeze brings cicadas’ cries at midnight.” [Please add my upcoming book to your collection:] *No Salvation for All Under Heaven* by Yan Yan Fu Ka The most intense sect in the world is the XX Sect, and the most intense person in the XX Sect is my senior brother. I know this is a xianxia novel, and I also know my senior brother is the story’s number-one villain. He’s two-faced, sweet on the outside and dark within, honey-tongued but treacherous, beautiful and ruthless, willing to do anything, and a yandere. When the great villain starts pushing himself, there’s naturally no one else who can compete. He smiles as he kills everyone who’s ever wronged him. His master wiped out his entire family when he was young, so he kills his master. His martial aunt once abused his mother, so he kills her. The sect leader wants to cripple his meridians and cast him out, so he kills the sect leader. The neighboring XX Sect insults him and dishonors his ancestors, so he levels their entire mountain with a single sword strike. But he’s the only one who’s ever been good to me. So when the whole world wants him dead, when he’s covered in infamy and disgrace, I’ll stand in front of him too. I’ll cut him a path straight to the heavens. * Later, my senior brother finally bends for me. He clears out the demon lairs for me, reforms for me, and does everything for me. And at last, on our wedding night, when he’s at his most defenseless, I get the chance to plunge a sword into his heart and give it a twist. Then, as he stares at me in shock, I let go of the hilt and sink to the floor. In the glow of the red candles and the warmth of the wedding chamber, I burst out laughing. I’m not here to love you. I’m here to kill you. The night my senior brother fell to the demonic path. He slaughtered all 315 people in the village of No Return. One person escaped. Me. Senior Brother, you said you had to pull up the weeds by their roots. You’ve always believed in finishing the job. So how did you let me slip through your fingers? Much later, I suddenly remembered something. I was the one who fell to the demonic path and slaughtered the village that day. I was the one who killed everyone. All these years, it was always my senior brother standing in front of me, brushing away every blade and spear in the world and taking every curse upon himself. He is the Divine Lord Youtian, who descended by his own choice from the highest heavens to seal me away in the Abyss, and also the senior brother who spent a thousand years by my side in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands. If it weren’t for me, he would have long since joined the ranks of the immortals, worshipped across the land, with incense burning in his honor as he sat upon the divine altar, full of compassion for all under heaven. Even the warm, beating heart in my chest was given to me by my senior brother. When he stood in front of me, facing the Eight Divine Lords, Twenty-Eight Stars, Forty-Nine Heavenly Generals, a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers, and all the thunder in the sky above the Celestial Court, he once said, “If no one will save all under heaven, I will save you.” Senior Brother, Senior Brother. Would you... save me one more time? · First version of the blurb, January 1, 2024 For completed books of a similar type, see my author page: *The Second Senior Sister’s High-Risk Profession* and *Junior Sister Cultivates, Her Magic Is Boundless*. Theme: Behind the clearest, most obvious lies lie truths that are all the more difficult to discern.