Transmigrate Into a Book and Make the Ruthless Dao Senior Brother Fall for Me

Original title: After Acting Like a Well-Behaved Junior Disciple, I Got Toppled Instead

[Blurb]

Cold, aloof sword cultivator top, actually just too lazy to deal with people, unhinged x Slow on the uptake and lacking charm, actually a natural flirt with no idea what he's doing, bottom

1.

Shen Zhao died suddenly and transmigrated into a wish-fulfillment cultivation novel, where he became the male protagonist's nemesis.

A look at his situation from the start:

An absurd mission: win over the ruthless Dao male protagonist.

A hopeless setup: a newly serialized novel, no golden finger, no preview of the story.

A disastrous identity: the male protagonist's nemesis, with a cannon-fodder fate.

Well, he wanted to die suddenly all over again.

That glorious wish-fulfillment novel hero already had his destined partner, okay? Was he supposed to woo him just so they could become best bros?

2.

Wen Fuxue was an unparalleled prodigy, the kind seen once in a century in the cultivation world. Ruthless, heartless, and flawless, with extraordinary natural talent, he firmly believed that love was nothing compared to achieving the Great Dao.

He had the makings of a universally adored heartthrob, but his fellow disciple Shen Zhao was always at odds with him.

Unfortunately, Wen Fuxue had never even gotten a good look at the other's face.

One day, Shen Zhao woke up after falling unconscious and suddenly started sticking close to him, showering him with praise, and even promising to repay him that night.

For the first time, Wen Fuxue got a proper look at Shen Zhao. His eyes were bright as stars, and he was like a cat. A pretty cat who could shower him with praise, soothe him, hide behind him, grab his sleeve, and stir up trouble.

Wen Fuxue: To hell with the Great Dao. I'm going to become his Dao companion sooner or later.

3.

The demon race and the cultivation world were bitter enemies.

A hundred years ago, the demon race was sealed in the wasteland behind the Heavenly Chasm Formation. The Demon Lord's body was destroyed, leaving only his soul. One of his sons was gravely injured, the other died in the womb.

A hundred years later, the Heavenly Chasm Formation was in ruins, and the Demon Lord returned to the cultivation world. His opening words were: "Long time no see, everyone. I'm here to check on my son."

Everyone was stunned as they saw demonic energy being drawn out of Wen Fuxue.

He was the young lord who was supposedly "stillborn" all those years ago!

4.

They said the demon race was ruled by desire. Wen Fuxue's demonic energy, suppressed for more than ten years, surged forth, and his desire was impossible to contain. The Demon Lord took pity on him and promptly found him a number of men and women.

So that night, Shen Zhao was sent to Wen Fuxue's bed.

The moment their lips met, Shen Zhao was dumbfounded. Wasn't he straight? Why had Wen Fuxue fallen on top of him?

(The bottom is happy just being the other's bro, while the top falls in love at first sight and gets turned. They both flirt with each other.)

Reader's Guide:

This is not a conventional cultivation novel, and there are quite a few original worldbuilding details.

1. Both leads are powerful.

2. Live comments are enabled. Everyone is warmly invited to join in the fun.

Blurb for my upcoming novel, Pheromone Attraction [Interstellar]

Yan Tingze became the Alliance's youngest omega inspector general at just seventeen.

He should have been basking in glory, enjoying a successful career, and surrounded by countless admirers.

But then he was poisoned to death by a leak of some unidentified contaminant...

Well, he didn't actually die. He simply lost his memory.

And losing his memory was no big deal. He only forgot some people.

And forgetting some people was no big deal either. They were all his sworn enemies on the opposing side.

In a quiet, comfortable hospital room, Yan Tingze finally got the rest he'd always dreamed of. He ordered his subordinates to redecorate the room to his liking.

Then a bouquet of flowers appeared at the door, with a business card attached.

Jiang Lan

Yan Tingze: "Who is he? His pheromones smell pretty good."

Subordinate: "Huh? He's your biggest rival."

Theme: Cherish life and refuse to die.