Ji Xiao was the second disciple of Daojun Weishan, the foremost cultivator in the cultivation world. Weishan took in four geniuses. Ji Xiao was not his first disciple, but he was the most outstanding.
So outstanding that, a hundred years later, his master possessed his body.
His eldest senior brother died fighting their master after revealing that he was the child of a Demon God, all to save Ji Xiao. His third junior brother went mad when the image he had of their master shattered. Only his fourth junior brother remained, sitting in a wheelchair, clutching his ailing leg and guilt-ridden as he mourned them.
"...Actually, I knew long ago that our master saw the four of us as vessels, and would possess whichever one of us was the most promising. But I didn't dare say anything. I was afraid you wouldn't believe me, so I could only ruin my own future to protect myself."
Only then did Ji Xiao, now a wandering soul, understand why his master had always praised his talent and urged him to devote himself single-mindedly to cultivation.
Reborn, Ji Xiao no longer devoted himself wholly to cultivation. He kept in touch with his senior and junior brothers from time to time, secretly scheming to join forces with them and escape. During this time, he unexpectedly learned of his senior brother Qi Wuyou's "secret affliction."
The child of a Demon God absorbs demonic energy on every full moon and will eventually become an irrational Demon God. Only dual cultivation with someone born with a Daoist body, allowing the Demon God's child to absorb their pure qi, can suppress the demonic energy and delay the madness...
His senior brother had saved him in his previous life. Repaying him with his own body was only right.
On the night of the full moon, the cool and aloof cultivator drew his sword and broke through the warding array. He pinned the astonished man, who was wrapped in demonic energy, to the bed, then pulled open his own robes, his dark hair cascading over the pillow.
Qi Wuyou thought he was dreaming.
One was a beloved Daoist prodigy, clean and pure, while the other had to suppress his demonic energy every month, never knowing when he might succumb to it.
Ji Xiao and he were worlds apart.
He never imagined that a lofty, untouchable flower like his junior brother would one day call him "Senior Brother" so intimately, then offer himself to help him when he was at his most tormented.
He couldn't help imagining all sorts of things, but one day, as he held Ji Xiao and heard him mumble in his sleep, he came to his senses.
"Senior Brother, say someone gave me the best cultivation resources every year just so they could possess my body."
"Then, on the day they tried to possess me, they discovered that I, with my Daoist body, had already lost my primal yang. Do you think they'd go mad?"
Qi Wuyou didn't know if that person would go mad, but his junior brother seemed pretty crazy when he said it.
Crazy and beautiful.
He pitied him, and loved him.
"As long as I'm here, no one will possess your body."
[An honest-to-a-fault senior brother, despite being a Demon God in the making, x a junior brother who was a flawless Daoist prodigy in his previous life and is now dangerously self-destructive after being reborn]
Theme: Not everyone loves you, but someone always will.