After I Courted the Wrong Black Lotus Junior Brother

Jiang Entao's smile was as pure as the clearest amber in the world, as warm as the gentlest sunlight in midwinter, and as sweet as the most tempting nectar among blooming flowers. Anyone who saw it would be deeply impressed, intoxicated for a moment.

Only Lu Maozhi saw the feigned sincerity in her eyes.

Jiang Entao, a northern girl, was playing the goose-catching game at a temple fair when she unexpectedly transmigrated into an old-fashioned melodramatic novel. She became the spoiled “troublemaker” everyone at Xuanfeng Sect said was adored by the Immortal Venerable and protected by the senior brother.

A System that chattered away in fluent Sichuan dialect told her to win over her cold and loveless junior brother, Lu Maozhi. Only if he gave up ascending to immortality could they defeat the villainous demon.

The System told her to bring him flowers. Jiang Entao complained that it was so old-fashioned and asked if she could give him a complete set of Baduanjin exercises instead.

The System told her to soften him with the spring rain of love, but she felt she was taking too narrow an approach, so she helped him find friendship and familial affection instead...

One dark and stormy night, feeling a little tipsy, Jiang Entao finally decided to follow the System's important instructions and play the aggressor for once.

Just as their lips were about to touch, Lu Maozhi's eyes darkened, and he pulled the lithe girl firmly into his arms.

At that moment, the System suddenly let out a thunderous cry.

[Oh no, oh no, Host, we got the target wrong!!!]

[The person in front of you is very likely the great demon we've been guarding against with every precaution, a true black-hearted lotus!]

Jiang Entao scrambled away, feeling his complicated gaze on her back. Feeling guilty, she didn't even dare turn around. “Junior Brother Lu, I just remembered that Senior Brother Tangzhou and Senior Sister Xiyue need me for something. Let's talk later...”

She said they'd talk later, but from then on Jiang Entao avoided Lu Maozhi and hardly ever showed herself in front of him.

Rumors started spreading around Xuanfeng Sect that Jiang Entao was a heartless flirt who had played with one man's feelings and moved on to the newly arrived, softer and sweeter junior brother, Lu Hecheng.

Jiang Entao had no way to explain herself: the plotlines in the novel had all gone haywire. Looking at things from every angle, the sect could only count on its little junior brother as a promising seedling.

If she didn't keep an eye on him and look after him, was she really going to let him, before he could even grow strong in secret, stick out his neck and run off to tell the demon Lu Maozhi...

“A senior brother should chop me up!”?

After Jiang Entao had been looking after her “promising little seedling” for only a few days, Lu Maozhi, who had finally run out of patience, locked her in a secret chamber.

Lu Maozhi gave a cold sneer. “Unless you use my Star-Washing Hammer to break the barrier, you'll be staying here for the rest of your life.”

After Lu Maozhi left, Jiang Entao fell apart. What was that Star-Washing Hammer thing he had just mentioned? System, do you have a hammer like that?

The System was even more distraught. [Do I look like I have a hammer?!]

Jiang Entao's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help asking aloud, “Then, System, where exactly is your hammer?”

The System: [I don't have a damn hammer!!]

Jiang Entao: …

At some point, Lu Maozhi had returned. As he looked at Jiang Entao, who was wondering whether the System had a hammer or not, his gaze grew even darker.

“Immortal Venerable Changfeng, Senior Brother Tangzhou, Junior Brother Hecheng... and the System you just mentioned. Jiang Entao, just how many men have you flirted with?”

Reader's note: There are lots of original worldbuilding details, with no strict research.

There are no absolute good or bad characters. Everyone has flaws, their own perspective, and room to grow.

Theme: Sincerity for sincerity