Liu Zhuoguang had known since childhood that she was in a book. She wasn't the heroine, a female supporting character, or even a villain.
She was just an ordinary passerby.
One of the countless people who died amid the romantic entanglements of the male and female leads.
She didn't want to die.
She worked hard, trained all over the place, and finally became the strongest cultivator in the world, only to discover that the male and female leads still hadn't appeared.
Curious, she couldn't help going to the Demon Realm to see the legendary world-destroying male lead. Instead, she found her senior brother, who should have been in seclusion at their sect, sitting in the Demon Lord's seat.
He smiled. "Hey, little junior sister."
Only later did Liu Zhuoguang learn that many of the prodigies she'd met during her training had been her senior brother's secret identities.
Zhuoguang, upon learning the truth: ...What an overachiever.
Senior Brother: ∩_∩
[Reading Guide]
1. Genius junior sister x sweet-on-the-outside, sinister-within senior brother
2. A light ensemble cast, not a strong female lead
3. My own take on fantasy, with tons of original worldbuilding
A new novel is now available next door!
Can the Most Hated One Become the White Moonlight?
After the world changed and the ages passed, Ji Yiyue's grave had gone from a boundless sea of clouds to a ruined temple.
At this moment, five hundred years had passed since her death.
In just five hundred years, the cultivation world had changed beyond recognition.
In its legends, she was an immortal who had died for the world and all its people. Whenever people spoke of her, they couldn't help lamenting her story.
Her former fellow disciples and friends had long since become powerful figures in their own right.
According to the rumors, Yiyue was their deepest secret, the one they could hardly bear to mention. They had loved and respected her, and regarded the dead woman as the person they could never forget in their lives.
On the first day after returning, Ji Yiyue spent the whole night wiping her sword sheath with the cold rain in the ruined temple.
A dead white moonlight is the best white moonlight.
But what if the white moonlight isn't dead?
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As a direct disciple of Jiehai Tower, Yiyue knew full well that people didn't like her.
Whether at her sect or among cultivators of her generation, she was always the invisible one, the one no one paid attention to.
At the same time, everyone treated her well. From a destitute orphan to a direct disciple of a sect, Yiyue felt she'd been very lucky.
So when her sect fell into danger, she thought it over and stepped forward.
Five hundred years later, she died and came back to life. When she opened her eyes again, Yiyue suddenly realized that the old acquaintances who had seemed not to like her had all gone mad.
Theme: Everyone deserves to be someone's favorite
What a scroll king! After so many years of managing different identities and improving my cultivation...
Senior brother changes his waistcoat and walks around next to junior sister every day
This senior brother has so much sense!! Come on, author!
Come on, come on, keep updating
Why don't you tell me, senior sister?
"The "lips" are a big bug for the author ~ Chun
Finished spreading flowers!!!! Will there be a sideshow?
Asking for updates, asking for quick fat, come here to stimulate the author's potential!
I beg you, update it as soon as possible, I really want to see it
Why would he be said to be timid if he notified the master first and then took risks?