[Bright, sharp-tongued, capricious junior sister X gentle, nagging, fiercely protective mother-hen senior brother]
There were only three things Yan Huaiyu loved in life: cultivating, drinking medicine, and taking care of his junior sister.
His junior sister was delicate and pampered, so she had to be raised with only the best. From defensive magical artifacts to exquisite, luxurious hairpins and cosmetics, nothing could be overlooked.
As a swordsman, Yan Huaiyu spent every last coin he had on taking care of his junior sister.
His plain, unremarkable sword spirit asked, "Then what am I?"
In Yan Huaiyu's eyes, his junior sister was frail, tongue-tied, and not very bright. He worried that anyone could trick her with a few smooth words.
He had to stay by her side and look after her properly, so no one could bully her.
The disciples of Yijian Mountain, who had been completely played by Song Zhaozhao and beaten to a pulp, asked, "Senior Brother, then what are we?"
He thought life would go on peacefully like that.
Then one day, while Yan Huaiyu was in seclusion, he suddenly saw a vision of his junior sister falling desperately in love with a man in the future and doing all sorts of mad things.
She would be tortured by demons until she was covered in wounds to save that man, who would then trick her into killing herself.
Not long afterward, his junior sister would also be deceived into sacrificing herself to save the world by sealing a bottomless pit, and would vanish into nothing.
That man, meanwhile, would attain immortality and ascend, becoming a perfect match with another woman.
He thought it was just a nightmare, until he saw that the new disciple who had just joined looked exactly like the man in his dream.
Song Zhaozhao had three fears in life: ugliness, bugs, and her nagging senior brother.
Especially lately, when her senior brother had started acting strangely and popping up everywhere.
Whenever she spoke to the new junior disciple, she could spot Yan Huaiyu in all sorts of places.
At the time, Yan Huaiyu would be holding a storybook and reading aloud every so often.
The junior disciple said, "Senior Sister, you're really beautiful."
Yan Huaiyu said, "That man is such a smooth talker, sweet-tongued and treacherous, a shameless scoundrel."
The junior disciple was born into humble circumstances. When he spoke pitifully of his tragic past,
Song Zhaozhao's eyes filled with tears. Just as they were about to fall, Yan Huaiyu appeared again.
"A man's words are like a dog's barking. Only an idiot would believe them."
The junior disciple saw how close she and Yan Huaiyu were, and said enviously, "Senior Sister, if you talk to me like this, won't Senior Brother get mad at me?"
Yan Huaiyu held up a book. "The one who isn't loved is the third party."
"???"
The young girl's budding feelings were crushed before they could even take root.
Furious, she turned and snatched the book from Yan Huaiyu's hands. The titles read: You Don't Want to Be a Love Fool, Men and Dogs, Trust a Man and You'll Have a Lifetime of Bad Luck.
Theme: Be rational about love