The Chosen One

Li Jianhuan was born with an exceptionally gifted constitution. At Baiyujing, the greatest sect in the cultivation world, he was the sect's unrivaled prodigy, cherished by the elders and admired by his fellow disciples.

But after his junior brother Xie Wei joined the sect, all of that became a thing of the past.

Xie Wei was cool and dignified. In only a few years, he surpassed his senior brother Li Jianhuan and broke through to the Deity Transformation Realm. He was a genius among geniuses.

Gradually, Li Jianhuan realized that his master, the elders, and even the junior sister who had once admired him no longer took pride in him. Instead, they all flocked around Xie Wei, the junior brother who shone like a bright moon in the sky and outdid him in every way.

To get revenge on Xie Wei for taking everything from him, Li Jianhuan deliberately snatched his secret treasures and resources, gave him obscure scriptures that did nothing to help his cultivation and could even lead him into cultivation deviation, and went to great lengths to seduce the female cultivators who were enamored with him.

Later, Li Jianhuan fell to demonic cultivation, and his junior brother Xie Wei personally purged him from the sect.

As Xie Wei's sword pierced his chest, Li Jianhuan gazed at that face, pure as snow and moonlight, that he hated with all his heart. A malicious thought struck him: he wanted to ruin this genius's mood one last time and disgust him.

Coughing up blood and shedding tears, Li Jianhuan clutched his junior brother's sleeve. "...Junior Brother, do you know why I fell to demonic cultivation?"

"We lived together in the same courtyard when we were young, spending every day together. I fell in love with you long ago."

"When I meditate or cultivate, all I see is you. Even in my dreams, I'm... making love to you."

"When you sat across from me and made me copy the sect rules, all I could think about was you beneath me, crying and gasping."

"I went into cultivation deviation because I had loved you for years without hope."

After savoring the complicated expression on Xie Wei's face, Li Jianhuan blew himself up on the spot, splattering his usually immaculate junior brother with filthy blood.

*

When Li Jianhuan opened his eyes again, he discovered that he had been reborn in the corpse of a shadow demon. The Demon Realm's holy son had taken him in.

He toyed with the holy son's feelings and plotted to seize power, but in the end, the people of the Demon Realm turned on him. At death's door, he happened to see Xie Wei passing by.

With nowhere else to turn, Li Jianhuan decided to throw caution to the wind and reveal his identity to Xie Wei. "Weiwei, Junior Brother, I was wrong. I've truly repented. I don't want to die. Please save me, okay?"

"...Have you really repented, Senior Brother?"

The man bent down. His eyes were still pure and clear, without a trace of pity or mockery.

Li Jianhuan nodded vigorously and shed a few shameless tears. To his surprise, he really did persuade his junior brother to exhaust all his spiritual power saving him.

Once he was free, Li Jianhuan looked at the pale and weak Xie Wei beside him, stroked his brows with a fingertip, and smiled cruelly.

"That sanctimonious look of yours hasn't changed at all. Just looking at you still makes me sick."

Li Jianhuan was about to abandon Xie Wei and leave alone when everything suddenly went black.

*

When Li Jianhuan woke again, he was in a secret chamber.

His portraits covered the walls. The shelves held every little thing he had given his junior brother back when their relationship wasn't so bad, even the obscure scriptures he had given him later to deliberately disrupt his cultivation. Everything had been carefully preserved.

"Senior Brother may have lied to me, but I've truly been longing for you for a long time." Xie Wei held Li Jianhuan in his arms, gazing at the chains around his hands and feet with a look of infatuation.

Even as Xie Wei pinned him beneath him, Li Jianhuan glared at him in disgust.

"Senior Brother, do you find being with a man... disgusting?"

Xie Wei's voice was gentle. "Then you can just close your eyes."

"Ever since the first time I saw you, Senior Brother, I've been looking forward to this day."

[Bonus Scene]

A few days later, Li Jianhuan, who had never once bowed his head or admitted defeat to Xie Wei, had recovered. Even in this sort of thing, he refused to let his junior brother get the better of him.

Li Jianhuan found Xie Wei reading at his desk and, to his astonished gaze, shoved him down onto it.

"What were you so pleased with yourself about that day? Your technique was so bad, it only hurt and didn't feel good at all."

Watching the man beneath him grow increasingly dazed, Li Jianhuan gave a satisfied chuckle. "Little Junior Brother, no matter how much of a genius you are, when it comes to this, you still have to obediently call me..."

"Senior Brother..." Xie Wei's eyes turned red at the corners. He willingly wrapped his arms around Li Jianhuan's neck and called to him affectionately. A distinctive white glow, the sign of a light spiritual root, shone all over his body. "Hold me."

Li Jianhuan froze.

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* Mutual pursuit, a villainous senior brother who pretends to fall to demonic cultivation for love but only wants to grow stronger x a cool, obsessive, overpowered junior brother who truly falls to demonic cultivation for love

* 1v1, both virgins, happy ending

* The body Li Jianhuan is reborn in is special. His face and spiritual root will both return to their original forms.

And now, a preview of another story, also featuring mutual pursuit. If you're interested, please add it to your reading list! OVO

After My Tragic, Gorgeous Junior Brother Made Me His Cultivation Vessel:

1

You Jianqing, senior brother of Yuchen Sect, is a famous peacock. He's beautiful, narcissistic, and crazy.

While other cultivators meditate in seclusion, You Jianqing gazes at himself in the mirror.

"Sigh, I'm so beautiful. What are all the other men supposed to do when I'm this gorgeous?"

While other cultivators spar, You Jianqing puts on perfume.

"The weather's been so dry lately. Even the hand I hold my sword with is getting chapped."

While other cultivators fight over magical weapons and spirit herbs in secret realms, You Jianqing ruffles his feathers and displays himself in front of beautiful female cultivators.

"Beauty, do you like my outfit today?"

2

Although the senior brother is crazy, he's undeniably beautiful, and plenty of junior brothers and sisters in the sect secretly adore him.

One day, they ask him, "Senior Brother, Senior Brother, what kind of partner do you like?"

You Jianqing smooths the wrinkles in his robe and smiles. "Someone more beautiful than me."

Junior brothers and sisters: ...Is there really anyone in this guy's eyes who could be more beautiful than he is?

3

As it turns out, there is.

While carrying out a sect mission, You Jianqing runs into Yue Lu, a stunningly beautiful demon cultivator covered in blood, in a secret realm.

You Jianqing nods. "As expected of a demon cultivator. You really are a little more beautiful than me."

Then You Jianqing studies Yue Lu for a moment. "...Is he wearing makeup?"

You Jianqing walks over, smiling, and picks Yue Lu up, casually touching his cheek to make sure.

Yep, no makeup.

"I'm You Jianqing, senior brother of Yuchen Sect. Little friend, you're covered in wounds. Do you need help?"

Yue Lu, pale and dressed in disarray in his arms, smiles faintly and wraps an arm around You Jianqing's neck like a snake. "...Sure."

4

Later, whenever You Jianqing comes and goes from Yuchen Sect, the crook of his arm, once reserved for carrying his sword, is always holding a slender beauty in plain robes. He spoils him so much his feet barely touch the ground, and the two call each other senior and junior brothers.

Junior brother: That demon cultivator has a face so ill-omened it could ruin a country! He's got our senior brother so distracted he can barely hold his sword!

You Jianqing: Nonsense. With a face like that, Yue Lu is clearly a lucky omen!

Junior sister: Senior Brother, demon cultivators replenish their yin by draining yang. Be careful he doesn't suck you dry and leave you a desiccated peacock!

You Jianqing: So what if he takes a little? Your senior brother is full of masculine vigor. Looking after a troublesome demon cultivator is easy for me.

Yue Lu, passing by by chance, smiles faintly.

5

That night, as usual, You Jianqing holds Yue Lu while they sleep. Yue Lu abandons his usual helpless, delicate act, rolls over, and pins You Jianqing beneath him. With a hand cold from years of low body temperature, he strokes You Jianqing's cheek, then reaches for his waist.

"...Looking after me is easy, is it?"

"Those were your own words, Senior Brother."

"Senior Brother, I'm hungry."

After a night of passion, You Jianqing wakes to find the person he'd spent the night entwined with gone without a trace, and his spiritual power, cultivated over many years, completely drained.

--So he'd been using me as a cultivation vessel.

Sore all over, You Jianqing sits in silence for a long while, clutching the quilt. Then he sends Yue Lu a message with a communication talisman:

"It's fine. I can cultivate my spiritual power again. But are you coming home for dinner tonight, Junior Brother?"

Yue Lu doesn't reply.

6

For the next six months, You Jianqing prepares four dishes and a soup every day, waiting for Yue Lu to come home for dinner. But Yue Lu vanishes as if he'd disappeared from the world, never sending a word.

You Jianqing won't eat the food himself, and he won't let any of his junior brothers or sisters touch it. He cooks, throws it away, then cooks again.

Later, when he hears that Yue Lu, missing for half a year, has gone off to torment the neighboring sect's genius junior brother, You Jianqing's sword hand trembles. The great demon sealed inside him for hundreds of years breaks free and takes over his body.

7

When Yue Lu wakes from a nap, he finds himself in a dungeon so quiet he can hear water drip, with golden chains binding his hands and feet.

A certain peacock, its feathers brilliant and colorful, has blood-red eyes as he lifts Yue Lu's chin. "Can you come home and eat properly now? Senior Brother made you four dishes and a soup."

Yue Lu assumes You Jianqing is about to torment him in some new way and closes his eyes in resignation.

A short while later, Yue Lu stares at the steaming dishes and soup on the table, lost in thought. "..."

There really are four dishes and a soup.

"Junior Brother, why aren't you eating?"

You Jianqing, the great demon's red mark visible between his brows, wraps an arm around Yue Lu's waist. "Not hungry?"

"But Senior Brother is hungry." You Jianqing smiles as he unties Yue Lu's sash. "It's Senior Brother's turn to eat now, isn't it?"

Core message: Embrace every part of yourself.