My Junior Brother Is a First-Rate Actor

Shen Qingxu always thought that the sword immortal from Shangqing Sect must be crazy to take him in, despite the demonic blood coursing through his veins.

With his demonic blood suppressed, his cultivation advanced painfully slowly.

His fellow disciples mocked, sneered at, and bullied him. On the surface, he was frail and patient.

In secret, he was vicious and cruel, with a bloodthirsty nature deep in his bones.

Before he could find the chance to slaughter his way through Shangqing Sect and throw it into chaos, his aloof, celestial-like senior sister parted the crowd and reached out to him from the arena.

Like a warm ray of light in the depths of winter, she fell into his heart.

Blurb Two

As a healer of Shangqing Sect, Lu Zijin was cold on the outside but warm within, with a heart devoted to helping all beings. So when her sword immortal master went into seclusion and asked her to care for her frail junior brother, she readily agreed.

Her junior brother's cultivation was weak, and he was often bullied by the other disciples.

They called him vicious, but in front of her he was always a well-behaved boy.

Whenever he was injured, he would run to her, looking pitiful as he sought her comfort.

How could she stand by and do nothing when her junior brother was so frail and gentle?

So she protected him during trials and stood up for him when his fellow disciples bullied him.

She thought she would go on protecting him like this forever.

Until the day the demon realm invaded.

Her usually gentle junior brother drew his sword and stood beside the arrogant Demon Venerable, grinning wildly. "You scared my senior sister!"

So her frail, delicate junior brother had been pretending all along! He had deceived her for years, and even made her fall for him.

An aloof and distant on the outside, warm and passionate within senior sister vs. a frail, seemingly harmless junior brother who is actually ruthless and scheming

[Currently writing: My Senior Brother's Unlucky White Moonlight Is Actually Me]

That year, demons and monsters rampaged through the mortal world, and the village where Yu Wanyao lived was slaughtered to the last person.

Amid the sea of blood, she was the only survivor, curled up in a corner and trembling.

In a flash of sunlight, she met a gentle figure dressed in blue.

For no reason she could explain, she felt she could trust and depend on him, and agreed to go with him to Yunxian Sect.

Only later did she learn that the one who saved her that day was Li Chengxiao, the renowned Jade Purity Immortal Lord of the cultivation world.

A hundred years ago, at Ancient Sanyang Slope, he exterminated thousands of elite members of the Yangyan Demon Clan and slew the young lord of the Yangyan demons with one sword, winning a hundred years of peace for the mortal world.

Everyone in the cultivation world knew the Jade Purity Immortal Lord as aloof and indifferent.

Yet with her, he granted every request and made exceptions at every turn.

She thought she was different.

She openly declared her burning love for him.

Until at last, someone told her that the Jade Purity Immortal Lord had once had a white moonlight.

That unlucky, long-dead white moonlight looked seven or eight parts like her.

His affection and all his exceptions were meant for someone else. He was only looking at another person through her.

Heartbroken and despairing, she happened to face a heavenly tribulation.

Beneath the thunder, her hazy memories came back to her.

She was that long-dead white moonlight, the young lord of the Yangyan demons whom he had supposedly slain with a single sword a hundred years ago!

Yu Wanyao was fed up with being hunted by one scheming cultivator after another. With the help of the young lord of Canghai, she planned to fake her death and flee back to the Ancient Shangyang Domain.

But Li Chengxiao arrived and blocked her path home.

The immortal lord, once peerlessly graceful, now had blood staining his brows and eyes.

His black robes churned with boundless fury, and he was utterly obsessed and unhinged.

He wounded the young man protecting her until he was near death.

Ignoring the hatred in her eyes, he held her tightly.

Even when she drove the immortal weapon in her hand into his heart, he didn't react at all.

He couldn't bear to loosen his hold for even a moment.

"A Yao, you can only be mine."

An aloof and distant immortal lord who is actually restrained and obsessive vs. a gentle, beautiful junior sister who is actually tough as nails

1. A short, romance-focused story.

2. The blurb is misleading. The male lead is a love-struck fool and has never hurt the female lead.

Theme: Strive to live well.