He Looks Innocent, but Always Wants to Overstep His Bounds

Mei Luoshi thought that having one demonic disciple to deal with in this life was already more than enough.

A hundred years ago, she personally sealed her junior martial brother, the demon Su Yang, away in the Blood Sea Prison after he somehow went astray. As she left, his passionate yet deranged confession rang in her ears.

To put an end to his feelings, Mei Luoshi didn't even spare him a glance.

A hundred years later, Elder Qianxuan brought a child who looked uncannily like Su Yang up the mountain, intending to take him as a disciple.

But the moment the child laid eyes on Mei Luoshi, he abandoned Elder Qianxuan and insisted, no matter what, on becoming her disciple.

Mei Luoshi immediately saw that he was connected to Su Yang in countless ways.

Perhaps wanting to make amends for the mistakes she'd made in the past, she agreed on an impulse.

Who knew the second child would also grow more and more crooked?

* Cool and detached but lazy as a salted fish vs. fiery romantic who loses his head over love *

Reader's guide:

1. [Not a strong female lead] [Not a female-centric power fantasy]

2. A faux-substitute trope, senior sister and junior brother/female master and male disciple, one-on-one romance, both leads are each other's only partners.

3. The heroine is an aloof, emotionless cultivator of the Dao; the hero goes mad with love and operates under two identities.

4. A melodramatic story of him chasing her while she runs away.

Coming soon in my author page: Senior Brother Is Irresistible

Xianxi has faced hardship after hardship since childhood. Her constitution was damaged, and she was always half a beat slower to react. Still, she had kept someone in her heart for seven years: her senior martial brother, Xuan Zhuo.

She never forgot the day her master brought her to the Qingyi Sect. A pair of golden eyes, bright as the morning sun, crinkled in a smile at her. “Master, is this the new junior sister? She's so frail, the poor thing.”

Her master told her that he was the Qingyi Sect's senior-most disciple, and that he would be her senior brother from then on.

Xianxi remembered.

There were once rumors that Xuan Zhuo took special care of Xianxi because he might have feelings for her.

Just as Xianxi had almost come to believe them herself, she heard Xuan Zhuo laughing as he scolded the people spreading them, saying he only saw her as a little sister and they shouldn't read too much into it.

She understood. So she tucked her love away, watching from afar without daring to hope.

When unrest broke out among the demon clan, news arrived from beyond their lands that Xuan Zhuo, Crown Prince of the Dragon Clan, was to marry the daughter of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan's leader.

At last, Xianxi gave up on him. Then, while traveling, she was badly injured and met another kind-hearted man. He cared for her devotedly and asked for her hand in marriage.

Xianxi agreed.

But on her wedding day, dark clouds covered the vast sky and thunder rumbled. Xuan Zhuo stormed into the wedding hall with his armed guards, sword in hand.

“It's been months since we last met, junior sister. Your taste in men has certainly gone downhill.”

A smile still lingered at the corner of Xuan Zhuo's mouth, but the sword he pointed at the man she was about to marry was icy cold.

Xianxi was stunned, reacting even more slowly than usual. By the time she came to her senses, Xuan Zhuo had already carried her off in front of everyone.

In the Dragon Palace's Crown Prince's bedchamber, two hazy figures were half-concealed beneath sheer azure curtains.

Xianxi curled into a ball. The body heat steadily pressing closer was scorching hot, making her cheeks flush like peach blossoms.

She wanted to hide, but his dragon tail had wrapped around her, and she couldn't break free no matter what. Xuan Zhuo nibbled her earlobe, his voice husky. “Little Xian'er, you're all grown up. If you want to get married, why not consider your senior brother?”

Xianxi: ?

You said we'd only be senior brother and junior sister. Why are you the one changing your mind first?

Reader's guide:

Fake-gentle, actually flirtatious black dragon senior brother vs. slow-to-react divine tree junior sister. Both are pure in body and heart, and the senior brother has no romantic feelings for his fiancée.

Theme: Never give up