I Really Don't Want to Be the Demon Lord's Junior Sister

[Updated as often as possible, as Yan Yan Fu Ka says]

[A dangerously possessive, drowning-and-clinging ghost of a Second Senior Brother X a straightforward, attack-first Third Junior Sister whose sword can break ten thousand arts]

In her previous life, Yu Huanun was the wicked female supporting character in an immortal sect. She had clearly risen to become the sect's greatest swordswoman, yet a scumbag who seemed noble and radiant tricked her into having her meridians severed and her core carved out. She was left without even a corpse, and in death, she was branded a traitor who had fallen to demonic ways.

A hundred years after her death, Yu Huanun opened her eyes again and discovered she had become the Third Senior Sister, an undercover agent from an immortal sect stuck in a nest of villains. Every day was like walking a tightrope. She was also carrying a deadly poison inside her. She hadn't even figured out the lay of the land before she had to gather intelligence and find a way to smuggle it out, or die when the poison took effect.

Yu Huanun: ...Damn the immortal sect! Damn that scumbag! You still won't leave me alone after two lifetimes!

She had died young in her previous life and never learned how powerful this nest of villains was. For now, she was just baffled. Everyone in this sect looked completely useless in a fight. Her master was a down-at-heel drunkard, her Eldest Senior Sister loved playing cat's cradle, her Fourth Junior Brother was a sentimental melancholic, and her Fifth Junior Sister was obsessed with message bottles. What did any of them have to do with villains?

Still, that didn't stop her from being a double agent. She sent intelligence that was three parts true and two parts false, hoping to sow chaos in the immortal sect, kill the scumbag herself, and avenge her own tragic death in her previous life.

That is, until she finally met her Second Senior Brother, Wei Hemian.

If you spend enough time walking by the river, sooner or later you'll get your shoes wet.

The one who got her shoes wet was her Second Senior Brother, otherwise known as a deranged villain.

His madness was impossible to hide, and his charms were impossible to resist.

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Second Senior Brother Wei Hemian's perspective:

Huh? An undercover agent has infiltrated us?

Huh? Our Third Junior Sister, the undercover agent, seems like a different person now. She's a little clever, a little interesting, a little fake, and a little ruthless. She scurries around like a little rabbit, but can't even tell real intelligence from fake. It's so worrying to think about her career as a spy.

Oh? The Third Junior Sister seems to want to destroy the immortal sect.

What should I do?

Well, I'm not doing anything else. Maybe... I could help her and drive the immortal sect to corruption.

· The protagonists' names come from the line: “Flowers warm the green ox as it lies; pines rise high where the white crane sleeps.” By Li Bai.

· This is an unconventional demon-hunting story, with a mountain of original mythology and another freewheeling experiment. It borrows from many sources, which I will try to identify.

· The volume titles are all from Li He's “Song of the Qin: Zou Ma Yin.”

· Weibo: @Yan Yan Fu Ka Ru Shi Shuo

[Screenshotted on March 2, 2022]

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Here is the very, very, very long blurb for an upcoming book:

"The World Will Not Save Me" by Yan Yan Fu Ka

The most competitive sect in the world is xx Sect, and the most competitive person in xx Sect is my senior brother.

I know this is a xianxia novel, and I 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, handsome and ruthless, willing to do anything to get his way. He's also a yandere.

These days, when the great villain gets competitive, no one else stands a chance.

He smiles as he kills everyone who ever wronged him.

His master wiped out his family when he was young, so he kills his master.

His martial aunt once abused his mother, so he kills his martial aunt.

The sect leader wants to cripple his meridians and expel him, so he kills the sect leader.

The neighboring xx Sect insults him and disgraces his ancestors, so he levels their mountain with a single sword strike.

But he's always been good to me.

So when everyone in the world wants him dead, when he's covered in infamy and mired in disgrace, I'll still stand in front of him.

I'll carve him a path all the way to heaven.

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Later, my senior brother finally bent for me. He cleared the demon den for my sake, turned away from evil for my sake, and did every compassionate deed in the world for my sake.

And at last, I had the chance, on our wedding night, when he was at his most defenseless, to drive my sword into his heart and give it a gentle twist.

Then, as he stared at me in shock, I let go of the hilt and sank to the floor. Surrounded by red candles and warm wedding curtains, I burst into laughter.

I didn't come here to love you. I came here to kill you.

The night my senior brother fell to demonic ways,

he slaughtered all 315 people in the Village of No Return.

One person escaped.

Me.

Senior brother, you said you had to pull up weeds by the roots. You've always been the sort to leave no one alive.

How could you have let me slip through the cracks?

Much later, I suddenly remembered something.

I was the one who fell to demonic ways 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, shielding me from every blade in the world and taking every curse upon himself.

He is the god You Tian, who descended from the highest heavens of his own accord to seal me away in the Abyss. He is 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 ascended to immortality, worshipped by the world and honored with offerings, seated upon his divine altar and looking down on all living things with compassion.

Even the warm, beating heart in my chest was given to me by my senior brother.

When he stood before the eight gods, twenty-eight constellations, forty-nine heavenly generals, a hundred thousand celestial soldiers, and the thunder that filled the skies of the Nine Heavens Celestial Court to shield me...

He once said, “If the world will not save you, I will.”

Senior brother, senior brother.

Would you... save me once more?

Theme: Follow the heavens and fulfill one's karma. Only today do I understand that I am myself.