When Foreign Culture Invades the Six Realms

Straightforward top x tsundere bottom

Beyond the Six Realms lies an ancient land called Yigu.

Its people are bloodthirsty. They kill for blood and stop at nothing to wield power.

As a result, the spiritual energy of the Yigu Continent gradually gained sentience and became tainted with bloodlust. Once it enters a person’s body, it overwhelms the Host with murderous urges, driving them to do things they can never take back.

Recently, however, the violent spiritual energy passed through the seal between the Six Realms and the Yigu Continent, pouring into the Spirit Realm and Immortal Realm to wreak havoc.

Feng Zhouhan was one of the Spirit Realm’s rare rising stars. At just sixteen, he had already made the top three of the rankings of the younger generation’s strongest cultivators.

And his background was enough to make anyone jealous.

He had a master revered by all, and two great Immortal Realm deities who favored him. Beyond his own cultivation, he excelled at all kinds of other disciplines as well.

One by one, he crossed his cultivation goals off the list. Recently, though, he’d come up with a new one.

He wanted to catch up with Jiang Mian, the young immortal from the Immortal Realm!

But no matter how often Feng Zhouhan confessed his feelings, the other man remained unmoved.

He sighed. Looks like this new goal would never come off the list.

When did things take a turn?

As the sect tournament came to a close, the seal vanished completely. The Yigu Continent’s commander led dozens of powerful fighters, each capable of laying waste to heaven and earth, as they burst through the sky!

In an instant, right before countless witnesses, they took a living human life!

And that wasn’t all. Their weapons were impossible to counter: rune-etched ships, fighter jets, spirit-powered rifles, automatic tracking systems, and countless other things.

In no time, everyone was on edge, and panic spread to every corner of the Spirit Realm.

With the Spirit Realm thrown into turmoil, Feng Zhouhan volunteered to infiltrate the enemy camp that very night.

Soon, rumors began flying everywhere.

The commander’s flowers had been chopped to pieces again!

The commander’s clothes had burst open, embarrassing him in public!

The commander’s wife had run off with someone else!

The enemy’s latrine had exploded, and not one of the ten people inside survived!

The enemy’s military headquarters had been set on fire!

The enemy’s fighter jet blueprints had vanished!

The enemy’s list of undercover agents had been made public!

At the same time, he seemed to stumble upon some juicy secrets of his own.

Could his master have another identity?

What was the truth behind the massacre that destroyed an entire clan?

And...

Wait, why was the gossip about him now?

Just because he looked like the former Divine Venerable, they wanted to hunt him down? What kind of logic was that?!

Before long, the commander came looking for him.

Facing the commander’s barrage of accusations, Feng Zhouhan merely shrugged coolly and returned his contemptuous stare.

"You’re blaming me? Got any proof?"

The commander was stumped, his face turning green.

From then on, Feng Zhouhan added another goal to his list.

Protect the people by his side, no matter what.

Even if he had to fight alone with nothing but his sword, he would carve a path through the bloodshed for the people he cherished!

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Feng Zhouhan was surprised and a little confused to see Jiang Mian move down from the Immortal Realm for the first time ever.

Little Ah Mian said one thing but meant another. "Don’t get the wrong idea. I’m just here to keep an eye on you. What if you change your mind or slack off halfway through?"

He laughed, speechless.

Then, without a word, he crossed the second-to-last goal off his list.

My next novel will be Picking Up a Little Sidekick Who Shatters My Daoist Heart. It’ll start in October. If the blurb interests you, please add it to your favorites~

A cold, composed, decisive top who says one thing and means another x a charming beauty of a bottom who plays the pig to eat the tiger and loves putting on an act

The Dragon and Phoenix Clans are the only ancient clans remaining in the Celestial Realm. They can bypass the Heavenly Emperor and speak directly with the Heavenly Way.

Xuan Yin is the only child of this generation of the Dragon Clan.

When he was five, at the Immortal Tournament,

a red-clad boy his age lugged a huge sword up onto the arena, huffing and puffing.

The little dumpling bobbed his head from side to side, his tuft of hair wobbling along with it.

For the first time in his life, Xuan Yin wondered how he could beat the little dumpling without making him cry.

But the little dumpling promptly dropped his sword. His beautiful, dark eyes blinked brightly as he said in a babyish voice,

"I forfeit! I want Big Brother to come in first!"

The little dumpling ran off in a hurry, leaving Xuan Yin without a chance to get a single word in. He couldn’t help feeling a little lost.

Many years later, the Heavenly Way sent him down to the mortal realm to undergo a tribulation in the Spirit Realm. Since undergoing a tribulation was a form of cultivation, Xuan Yin readily accepted.

On his way, he passed Qixian Sect. He liked the sound of its name, so he joined as a nominal disciple.

He had no other aim, only to find peace of mind.

A hundred years passed. While suppressing a rebellion, Xuan Yin heard someone call out "Big Brother" once more.

A panicked young man threw himself into his arms. Damp strands of hair hung over his forehead, partially veiling his delicate features. The red beauty mark beneath his eye was dazzlingly alluring.

The young man looked up, his lashes dotted with tears, on the verge of crying.

"Big Brother, save me!"

Xuan Yin: "What’s your name?"

"Yang Yan!"

From then on, Xuan Yin had a little sidekick at his heels.

When he was invited to catch chickens, Yang Yan let the chickens loose.

When he used magic to build a wall, Yang Yan tore it down.

When he sent someone up the mountain, Yang Yan carried them back down.

Even Xuan Yin’s patience had its limits. He couldn’t take Yang Yan’s constant troublemaking anymore.

Just as he was about to finally snap, Yang Yan came up, wrapped his arms around Xuan Yin’s waist, and nuzzled his head against Xuan Yin’s chest.

"I’m sorry, Big Brother... I’m so stupid, I’m always making things harder for you. You can hit me or scold me!"

Xuan Yin: "..."

Not long after, news of a palace coup arrived from the Celestial Realm.

The Heavenly Emperor had cultivated forbidden arts and planned to overthrow the ruling order. Since the Heavenly Way could not interfere with cause and effect, he had grown more and more brazen.

From far away, the aura of a powerful being swept toward them.

The once frail and delicate Yang Yan now wore phoenix wings. Every beat of his wings unleashed a storm of flames.

Wielding a phoenix-feather sword, he fought the Heavenly Emperor to a standstill.

Xuan Yin stared in shock, suddenly connecting the Yang Yan before him with the little dumpling from all those years ago.

He’d heard that the little dumpling had been from the Phoenix Clan too.

Afterward, Yang Yan drew in his fiery aura and, right in front of all the immortals, threw himself into Xuan Yin’s arms, weeping and wailing.

"Big Brother, I was so scared..."

Xuan Yin: "..." Do you think I believe you?

Everyone: The two ancient clans are about to unite in marriage. Looks like the Celestial Realm is going to be turned upside down again!

The two clans: Oh ho, looks like we don’t need to explain that old engagement anymore. Let’s set the wedding date!

The Heavenly Way: With these two clans tied together, maybe it’ll finally get some peace and quiet.

Theme: Stand together and face the outside world as one.