Senior Brother Is a Living Painting

Jun Tan, senior disciple of Shengyuan Sect, is strict and rigid, strikingly beautiful, and at the pinnacle of cultivation.

He has always kept himself in check.

In the eyes of his fellow disciples, he is the obvious choice for the next sect leader.

Jun Tan knows there's no doubt he'll take the position, and he never gave it much thought.

Then a junior disciple appeared out of nowhere.

The junior disciple also wants to compete for the position of Shengyuan Sect leader.

He hasn't even learned all the elders' names, and he already thinks he has a chance.

He also challenges Jun Tan to a fight every few days.

Jun Tan really dislikes this junior disciple.

He always feels there's something off about the way the junior disciple looks at him.

When the sect leader looks at him, his eyes are full of approval.

When the elders look at him, their eyes are full of fondness.

When the disciples look at him, their eyes are full of awe.

When Ying Jin looks at him, he swallows hard, trying to hide it.

Damn.

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Ying Jin: Yeah, I like him.

Ambitious, unhinged junior disciple who turns over a new leaf X pure and blameless senior disciple burdened with responsibility

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Male lead, no romance

A superintelligence, the world's first and only silicon-based lifeform, was programmed into existence by the sixteen-year-old Xia Muran.

The moment it was born, it found answers to the major problems that had troubled humanity for centuries, including curing cancer, applying nanorobots to medicine, and designing simple batteries for new nuclear fusion energy.

But just as newborns are prone to illness,

this silicon-based lifeform became autistic.

It generated countless lines of code on its own. The code formed countless three-dimensional virtual worlds.

It defined the game-within-a-game as an “unsolvable game,” a series of locks with no solutions that sealed its most useful core code away in the deepest chamber.

The code that grew on its own was chaotic and disordered, and even Xia Muran couldn't decipher it.

So engineers joked that whoever beat the unsolvable game would own the superintelligence.

The unsolvable game took the world by storm.

But ten years after the game's release,

number of players to beat the unsolvable game: 0.

number of unsolvable game stages cleared: 0.

At last, unable to crack the code and worried by how quickly the “locks” were growing, the Chinese Academy of Sciences carefully considered the matter and decided to shut it down.

The day before it was due to be shut down, programming genius and gaming novice Xia Muran cleaned his glasses and decided to try it himself.

At the end, in the virtual world, the perfect, divine human form of the superintelligence gazed at him with tearful eyes and heartfelt emotion. “Xia... Muran.”

Xia Muran frowned and said, “Call me Dad.”

Theme: If you want to be sect leader, you need the virtue and ability to match.