The Little Junior Sister Has Gotten Over Her Love-Brain

[Coming Soon: My Senior Brother Who Cultivates the Ruthless Dao Has Gone OOC] Poor A Ling is here begging for follows~

· Black-bellied Junior Sister & Instigating Young Uncle-Master

· Ensemble cast | Xianxia | Mutual pining | Growing up

Synopsis

They say the number-one swordsman, who has severed all passion and desire, has a beloved White Moonlight tucked away in his heart.

They also say that the junior sister who claimed the top spot in the Swordmaster Selection bears an uncanny resemblance, by about eight-tenths, to that White Moonlight, who can do everything except stay alive.

As for the junior disciple her senior brother took in, a certain young uncle-master had this to say: It would be bad enough if she were a hopeless romantic, but she’s also an utter sweetheart with her head in the clouds. She’s bound to stray down the wrong path sooner or later and bring disaster upon the sect.

Later, Shang Zhuyao watched with her own eyes as this junior niece, who had left her with such a terrible impression, smiled and introduced herself: “The Demon Clan’s young lord, Xiang Yu, greets you all.”

Shang Zhuyao: ...Yep, that’s definitely the wrong path.

Before meeting her young uncle-master, Xiang Yu had heard plenty of rumors about him. She admired this genius young uncle-master, who had won the immortal sects’ grand competition time and again, and thought she had to meet him someday.

Later, she got her wish.

“Greetings, Young Uncle-Master.”

But at those words, Xiang Yu froze in shock.

Wasn’t she bringing her newly admitted junior brother to see the sect leader? How had this well-behaved, sensible junior brother suddenly turned into her young uncle-master?!

And you’re telling me that this gorgeous young man in blue-green robes, looking half-asleep, is my astonishingly talented young uncle-master?!

[A goofy cultivation novel, slow burn, about a group of friends growing up together.]

[Reading Guide]

1. A somewhat scummy heroine who pretends to be demonic but is actually righteous, and a young uncle-master who starts out tsundere and later turns dangerously unhinged.

2. Both leads are virgins. This is not a power fantasy with a female lead!

(Gentle pats only, please. You don’t have to tell me if you drop the novel. The author is fragile-hearted QAQ. Thanks, darlings!)

3. An ensemble cast, with equal parts romance and plot.

4. My own take on fantasy cultivation, mostly in plain language, with lots of original worldbuilding. Please don’t overanalyze it. Inspiration screenshot dated 2023.8.21.

5. Poor author here, begging for follows QAQ

6. I’m constantly learning and working hard to improve! Thanks for all your support!!!

7. Cultivation levels in this novel: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Deification, Tribulation Transcendence and Ascension

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Coming Soon: My Senior Brother Who Cultivates the Ruthless Dao Has Gone OOC

[Cold-Blooded Diviner Junior Sister × Truly Twisted Ghost Senior Brother]

Ming Ying died, and before she did, she even dragged someone down with her.

She hadn’t looked closely. It wasn’t until she was reborn that she realized the unlucky ghost was her second senior brother, Fu Xunsheng, who had painstakingly cultivated the Ruthless Dao for years.

Good news: They were fellow disciples, so she could try to get on familiar terms with him.

Bad news: He had memories of his previous life, so trying to get on familiar terms was completely useless!

After her attempt to bribe him with copper coins failed, and with Fu Xunsheng about to hunt her down, Ming Ying hurriedly wrote a sinister wish on a Fate-Bonding Leaf.

Unexpectedly, he arrived just then, and an accident happened.

In her panic, Ming Ying accidentally added a tiny stroke in the middle of the words “fall in love with me.” Since the stroke looked just like a dash, the words became “fall, in love with me.”

Ming Ying: I really have to thank you.

Looking at her senior brother before her, dressed all in white with cool, refined features, Ming Ying took three steps back.

She gritted her teeth, thinking that it would have been one thing to play with his feelings, but how had she ended up putting herself on the line too?

But the Fate-Bonding Leaf seemed to have stopped working...

That was what Ming Ying thought. Until, by candlelight in the dead of night, her senior brother, praised as an outstanding disciple of the Ruthless Dao, restrained the desire in his eyes and bound her hands with a cold jade-glass ribbon. Looking down at her, he asked unhurriedly, “Junior Sister, why are you trembling?”

Ming Ying: Because I’m afraid of dying! Are you blind? Can’t you see?

It was also that night, as he murmured tender reassurances in his eternally indifferent voice, that Ming Ying finally realized: To hell with the Ruthless Dao. Brother, you’re cultivating it all wrong!!!

Ming Ying summed it up in despair: I knew no one could successfully ascend by cultivating the Ruthless Dao.

*

In his previous life, Fu Xunsheng devoted himself entirely to the sword. No matter how hard he cultivated, he was always just one move short, forever a step away from ascension. Others said his Dao heart was steadfast and that ascension was within reach.

Only he knew that he might never ascend in this lifetime.

There was a lazy, gluttonous disciple in the sect named Ming Ying. In his previous life, he thought of her as a passing stranger, yet he repeatedly came to her aid in times of danger. He thought he had at least done her a kindness, but at the moment she fell to the demonic path and shattered her Dao, she dragged him into the heavenly lightning. He died.

After death, his lonely ghost drifted for more than a hundred years.

Later, when he opened his eyes again, he found himself back at the moment they first met. Looking at the smiling woman across from him, he tightened his grip on his sword. He was unwilling to accept it, unable to understand how there could be someone like her.

So heartless.

He raised his sword, intending to forget their past and start over, when he heard the junior sister behind him mutter in sudden realization, “So the really unlucky guy I casually dragged to his death in my previous life was him. Tsk, poor thing.”

Across both lifetimes, Fu Xunsheng had never been as angry as he was now.

He had thought he was just passing through Ming Ying’s life, but to her, he turned out to be a complete stranger.

Then, in the next moment, Ming Ying looked at the sword pointed at the space between her brows. The frost-cold swordsman opposite her called her by her full name, his voice stern: “Ming Ying.”

Ming Ying immediately nodded, tense and awkward.

That inhumanly aloof second senior brother glanced at her. “The next time we meet, I’ll kill you.”

Ming Ying instantly sucked in a sharp breath.

No way, Brother, you were reborn too!!!?

Theme: Growing together