After Taking on a Secret Identity, I Rekindled Things with My Mortal Enemy

Am I My Own Substitute? [Obsessive and Unhinged in His Past Life, Devoted and Loyal in This One: Top] x [Cold and Refined, Too Shy to Voice His Love: Bottom] 1. In his past life, Yun Shihuan was insatiably greedy and did every manner of evil. In the end, he lost control of his cultivation, dug out his own heart, and died. Even he thought he deserved his fate. Yet just as his life was flickering out, a golden core slipped into his chest. When his consciousness returned, he saw his senior brother's face once more. The man had long black hair and a graceful, radiant air. He looked just as he had all those years ago. From then on, the Demon Lord's cultivation was completely destroyed. But he hadn't changed his ways, so he could only wag his tail and beg to be taken in as a disciple, staying within the sect until he found an opportunity to act. He had thought his senior brother was the coldest, most indifferent person in the world. Back then, he had faked his death and fled, burning his home in the sect to the ground. But when the gleaming Chunshui sword appeared before him, he discovered that the man had secretly rebuilt his home and still wore the token he had given him every day. Beneath the Mid-Autumn full moon, beside the river lanterns, even the name blurred by the water seemed to mock him for having been a fool all these years. Yet when that man, drunk, softly called him “Junior Brother,” he could no longer answer. It was as if he had become nothing more than his own shadow. Then one day, Honglian Temple collapsed, and the two fell into a dragon's lair. On the stone wall, an immortal sacrificed himself to his sword, while the Black Dragon drew its blade and slew a god. Only then did they realize the bitter consequence of cultivating the path of severed emotions... 2. Everyone thought the Venerable Qingxu was Heaven's favorite. He had an exceptional spiritual root and looks beyond compare, and he was on the verge of reaching the Deification stage before he was even thirty. But he didn't see it that way. He thought he was pretty unlucky. When Ji Huaihe was twelve, he fell gravely ill. Some treacherous courtier took advantage of the situation and claimed, after studying the heavens, that Ji Huaihe had been born to bring ruin to his parents. If his father didn't die, Ji Huaihe would be sick for the rest of his life. So, on the night of his twelfth birthday, he was sent to Yunding Mountain. He went from royalty to the immortal sect, from crown prince to disciple. He accepted it calmly; he hadn't cared for the throne anyway. But if his family ties were cold, his love life was even more troubled. He fell for a fool in his teens, and still hadn't confessed by the time he was in his twenties. He still hadn't confessed by the time he became that person's master, or even when that person practiced demonic arts and fled the sect... He still never confessed. One day, his disciple brought back a strange man who had lost control of his cultivation. The man had appeared out of nowhere, yet looked exactly like that fool. He pretended not to notice, hoping to uncover the man's past, only to realize that everything seemed to have been arranged long ago. *Though this is a transmigration story, it's not about defying fate and changing one's destiny. It's about being able to accompany his senior brother through the time he missed. The story is mainly focused on romance and features raising a child. It's not a power fantasy, it's not a power fantasy. Please add it to your collection! Theme: No matter what difficulties you face, your fate is in your own hands.