The Demon Lord Is Too Delicate to Wear Clothes

After transmigrating into a book, Jiang Qiu has no cultivation, yet she's the most astonishingly gifted junior sister in the entire cultivation world.

Her high-ranking parents are experts in "marketing." They spent all kinds of rare treasures to build her reputation as a "genius," all to intimidate others.

That year, the sect began a "one-on-one buddy program to help struggling students." Jiang Qiu was paired with a frail, sickly young man in black, with a strikingly beautiful face and a smile that never left his lips.

Jiang Qiu breathed a sigh of relief: There's no way this little weakling will figure out how useless I am.

What she didn't know was that he was a demon-realm spy: the infamous Demon Lord.

At the sect's monthly trial, the Demon Lord formed a spell and blew up the cliff beside them. While everyone was distracted, he tossed a tiny note to Jiang Qiu at a speed too fast for the naked eye to catch.

When the results came out, the disciples exclaimed, "Just as expected of Junior Sister! Even though she spent every day tutoring that dead-last fellow disciple, she still came in first!"

The Demon Lord watched, swallowing his humiliation.

In a secret realm, while fighting a demon beast, Jiang Qiu swung her sword wrong and injured herself. After she fainted from blood loss, the Demon Lord slew the beast with one strike, then stabbed himself twice.

He struck a pose and held on until the sect's reinforcements arrived. Then he weakly coughed up blood. "Save Senior Sister! She was injured saving me while slaying the demon beast..."

The disciples were moved to tears. "Senior Sister is not only powerful, but kindhearted too. Even in danger, she was thinking of her fellow disciples."

The Demon Lord nodded, utterly disillusioned. "Yeah, sure, whatever."

At the sect tournament, the still-estranged Demon Lord controlled a disciple whose spiritual consciousness he had secretly planted seeds in overnight. The disciple charged straight into Jiang Qiu's treasured sword in the arena, spitting blood as he cried, "Junior Sister, I'm no match for you. I concede!"

The watching disciples gasped and stepped back. "What a terrifying level of skill! She made even a Nascent Soul cultivator surrender without a fight!"

The Demon Lord deftly blended into the crowd, a faint smile playing at the corner of his lips.

Jiang Tuoye, the great villain who wreaks havoc across the Three Realms in the original story, was once the foremost righteous cultivator of his generation, able to cleave the nine provinces with a single sword. He was dazzling and transcendent, adored and admired by all. After falling to demonic cultivation, his cultivation was crippled and he fell from his pedestal. His temperament changed drastically, and he sought the Dao through slaughter.

One day, Jiang Tuoye suddenly disappeared, and the powers across the Three Realms began to stir.

Jiang Qiu, who spent every day with him, asked herself daily: Why is my frail little junior brother like this?

The people of the demon realm: "His Excellency said he was going to look for his family. How did looking for them turn into living in a cultivation sect? Could he be preparing to flatten the immortal realm later?"

A cool, stunning beauty whose every word can choke you X an insincere, not-quite-serious scheming puppy

A ridiculous, sweet story

Theme: Every regret can be made up for