After I Wronged My Aloof Senior Brother, He Went Mad

[The demon clan's young master, a shameless liar, as uke X the cold, pure light of the righteous path as gong] Ye Helan was revered like a god by everyone in the cultivation world. He had made a name for himself at a young age, hated evil, and stood beyond anyone's reach. To kill him, the demon clan's young master, Shen Xianxing, endured humiliation and played the perfect junior martial brother by his side. Whenever a villain caused trouble, Shen Xianxing was the first to put them down. When Ye Helan was poisoned, he cared for him day and night. When Ye Helan formed his core, Shen Xianxing was the first to send a congratulatory gift... Shen Xianxing thought this dog-awful life would surely end the day he assassinated Ye Helan. Who knew the assassination would go wrong? Ye Helan survived, while Shen Xianxing took the wrong medicine. If he didn't dual cultivate with Ye Helan, he'd die. Shen Xianxing, who'd been about to run away: ? Looking at Ye Helan, too badly injured to fight back, Shen Xianxing decided to do it and be done with it. He pushed the man down. As he left, Ye Helan looked at him as though he wanted to devour his flesh and blood. Shen Xianxing shuddered and fled at top speed. Ye Helan succeeded to the position of leader of the Immortal Alliance and ordered a hunt for the demon clan. Shen Xianxing cursed as he fled: "Petty-minded! You're a rotten lay, and still you get so angry!" Ye Helan announced to the world that he would soon hold a bonding ceremony with his cultivation partner. At the border, Shen Xianxing munched on sunflower seeds, thoroughly entertained. "I wonder which unlucky idiot is so blind." Who knew the border would be surrounded that very night? The bright moon hung high, fireflies flickered all around, and a familiar streak of swordlight cut through the pitch-black night. Shen Xianxing slowly opened his eyes. A long, jade-like hand gripped his chin. Frost spread around him, and Ye Helan, dressed in white with icy eyes, leaned down to look at him, his voice gentle: "Since you love running away, you deserve a reward. Do you like this one?" Shen Xianxing jolted in alarm. Before he could curse, the icy breath winding around him made his legs go weak. After a while, tears glimmered in his eyes as he begged softly, "Ye Helan, stop..." Ye Helan's fingers rubbed hard against his soft lips. "What did you call me? Say it again." Shen Xianxing, who'd been cursing him as crazy and swearing he wouldn't give in just moments ago, gripped his shoulder and struggled to get the words out. "D-dao partner, Brother Ye, please spare me." The next day, the Immortal Alliance leader held his bonding ceremony as scheduled. His partner was the young master of the demon clan, and the whole world was stunned. Reader's Guide: 1. Neither the gong nor the uke is perfect; both have moral flaws. At first, the uke is determined to kill the gong for a reason revealed later. 2. The writing is fairly colloquial, not particularly classical. 3. The author has made up a lot of lore. My next novel is available to preorder. Save it if you're interested: The Good-for-Nothing Master Who Plays the Dragon-Slaying Hero Shen Fubai, a top-tier star with a terrible reputation for acting so badly that heaven and earth were outraged, was exiled into a Dragon-Slaying Hero novel to play the black-lotus master of the male lead, Xie Jinheng. The good news was that Xie Jinheng, who would one day become a god of slaughter, hadn't gone astray yet. He was a gentle, timid boy. The bad news was that Shen Fubai had transmigrated without a shred of magical power. He was a total good-for-nothing, yet bore the title of the world's foremost sect leader. Shen Fubai: ... Someone who gets a high fever from a breeze is supposed to play the world's best? Me? The System reassured him: Don't worry, I'll help you. Being the world's best always came with a lot of trouble. When the demon clan attacked the sect, Shen Fubai said pityingly, "If I act, countless people will die. Disciple, you handle it." Xie Jinheng replied gently, "As my master commands." He drove off the demon horde in three moves, and from then on, demons took a detour whenever they saw Shen Fubai. When an old enemy challenged Shen Fubai to a fight to the death, Shen Fubai politely declined. "Try beating my disciple first." Xie Jinheng stood before him. "Come." The enemy hadn't even drawn his sword before Xie Jinheng nearly crushed his throat. Shen Fubai was quite pleased. He was a Dragon-Slaying Hero's master. Who would dare say he wasn't the best in the world? Everyone in the Profound Realm revered Saint Fubai as a god. He had the world's best cultivation, yet pitied all living beings and never lifted a finger. Even his disciples were strikingly handsome, modest, gentle, and unfathomably powerful. Soon, countless people flocked to join the Fubai Sect as disciples, and Shen Fubai happily accepted them all. The night before the disciples' induction ceremony, The boy who was always gentle and smiling, who didn't even dare speak loudly, emerged from the darkness and pinned him against the headboard. His eyes were tender, but his movements rough. "I've taken care of so many problems for you, Master. You should repay me, shouldn't you?" Shen Fubai's eyes widened silently, yet he couldn't resist at all. The next morning, the System asked him, "How was it?" Shen Fubai: ... Forget it. Wherever you lie flat, you lie flat. Having a bed to lie on is fine, too. The System: ??? Theme: There is reason in the existence of biodiversity.