Can You Pick a Different White Moonlight?

[Occasional editing and typo fixes in progress.] As a transmigrator, the senior disciple of the Yunye Sect always thought his sect was perfectly ordinary and wanted no part in worldly affairs. He was quite happy with that atmosphere. Until his master brought home his new junior brother. The senior disciple stared at this junior brother, who was practically covered in labels marking him as a domineering protagonist, and fell silent. Master, has no one ever told you not to pick up random things from the roadside? After the System came online, the senior disciple learned the following facts (disasters): His second junior sister was the beloved heroine, and under the protagonist’s halo, everyone loved her. Senior Disciple: Sorry, I hadn’t noticed at all. His third junior sister was the heroine of a tragic romance, about to embark on three lifetimes of heartbreak. Senior Disciple: Junior Sister, you cultivate the Supreme Way of Forgetting Emotions! Why go through the pain of love? His fourth junior sister was one of the many beauties in the harem of a domineering protagonist in a wish-fulfillment novel. Senior Disciple: I’ll sharpen my blade. Let’s see who dares touch my precious little cabbage. Then the reason they all left the sect to kick off their respective storylines was eerily consistent: they were searching for their missing senior brother. Senior Disciple: ... And that wasn’t all. The main event was yet to come. His junior brother was the protagonist of a rags-to-riches cultivation story. His original reason for entering the cultivation world was to avenge his dead senior brother. Senior Disciple: “Wait, who’s this dead senior brother?” System: “You.” Senior Disciple: ... To his junior sisters, he was merely missing. Now he was a corpse. He’d known it was a bad idea to take in a junior brother. Oh well, at least he still remembered to avenge him. He hadn’t raised him for nothing. Just as he’d managed to comfort himself, the System hit him with another blow. System: “The protagonist’s revenge failed.” Senior Disciple: “...Useless. Isn’t he the protagonist?” System: “This book was abandoned. The villain was too powerful, and the author couldn’t figure out how the protagonist could defeat him, so they dropped it.” System: “Long-term mission for Host: preserve key plot points and help the protagonist kill the villain.” Senior Disciple: “Who’s the villain?” System: “The future Demon Lord who kills you and turns you into a puppet.” “That’s the one you just met. You’re about to die.” Senior Disciple: “...” A twisted, deranged, snake-like gong × a shou who gradually goes crazy right along with him Note: This contains a lot of melodrama. The author is a simple country bumpkin writing for their own enjoyment. If that’s not for you, don’t read it. Currently serializing next door: My Master Keeps an Eye on Me Blurb Xu Liufeng had transmigrated years ago and had already turned into a lazy fish, protected by his sect elders, when the System finally showed up and told him: [You’re going to become the Demon Lord.] Xu Liufeng rejected it with a triple tap: “Not doing it. Not interested. Can’t be bothered.” System: [Complete the mission and you can make one wish.] The lazy fish rolled over. “Oh, I’ll think about it.” System: [If you don’t complete the mission, the world will be destroyed.] To save the world, Xu Liufeng had no choice but to pack his bags and change careers, setting out to compete for the title of Demon Lord. However, wherever he encountered demonic cultivators and absorbed demonic energy, his master would find him at once, haul him back, and cleanse him of the corruption. Xu Liufeng gradually realized something was wrong. Why did it feel like his master had installed a tracking device on him? Could he still become the Demon Lord at this rate? And Master, stop getting in the way of me saving the world. A master gong who haunts his disciple and refuses to let him turn demonic × a disciple shou forced to teeter on the brink of falling to darkness over and over Theme: Longing for a peaceful life.