The Tagalong I Picked Up Shattered My Daoist Heart

A sharp-tongued, righteous, decisive, cool and aloof top x a flirtatious beauty who plays the pig to eat the tiger and loves putting on an act

The Dragon and Phoenix Clans were the only ancient clans still remaining in the Heavenly Realm. They could speak directly with the Heavenly Dao, bypassing the Heavenly Emperor.

And Xuan Yin was the Dragon Clan's sole heir of this generation.

When he was five, at the immortal clans' martial arts tournament,

a little boy in red, the same age as Xuan Yin, carried a giant sword up onto the stage, huffing and puffing.

The little dumpling bobbed his head, his cowlick bouncing along.

For the first time, Xuan Yin found himself wondering how he could keep from making the little dumpling cry.

Who knew the little dumpling would drop his sword right there, his beautiful black eyes blinking as he spoke in a childish voice:

“I forfeit! I want Big Brother to come in first!”

The little dumpling ran off in a hurry, and Xuan Yin didn't get a single word in. He couldn't help feeling a little empty inside.

Years later, the Heavenly Dao sent him down to the Spirit Realm to undergo tribulation. Since tribulation was a form of cultivation, Xuan Yin went willingly.

He passed the Qixian Sect and thought its name sounded nice, so he joined as a disciple in name only.

He wanted nothing more than a little peace of mind.

But years later, while Xuan Yin was restoring order, he heard someone call out “Big Brother” once more.

A young man stumbled into his arms, his damp hair hanging over his forehead, his exquisite face half-hidden, and the red mole in his eyes achingly alluring.

The young man looked up, his lashes dotted with tears, as though he were about to cry.

“Big Brother, save me!”

Xuan Yin: “What's your name?”

“Yang Yan!”

From then on, Xuan Yin had a little shadow following him around.

He was invited to catch chickens; Yang Yan let them go.

He used magic to build a wall; Yang Yan tore it down.

He took someone up the mountain; Yang Yan carried them back down.

No matter how good Xuan Yin's temper was, he couldn't stand Yang Yan giving him so much trouble.

Just as he was about to explode in silence, Yang Yan came over, wrapped his arms around Xuan Yin's waist, and nuzzled his head against his chest.

“Big Brother, I'm sorry... I'm so stupid, I keep making things harder for you instead of helping. Hit me or scold me!”

Xuan Yin: “...”

Before long, news of a coup reached the Heavenly Realm.

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

From far away came the overwhelming aura of a powerful being.

Yang Yan, who had always seemed too weak to endure the wind, now wore phoenix wings. Every beat of his wings brought a gale of blazing fire.

Wielding the Phoenix Feather Sword, he fought the Heavenly Emperor to a standstill.

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

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

Afterward, Yang Yan withdrew his blazing aura and, in front of all the immortals, flung himself into Xuan Yin's arms again, sobbing.

“Big Brother, I'm so scared...”

Xuan Yin: “...” Do you really think I'll believe you?

Everyone: The two ancient clans are about to marry into each other. Looks like the Heavenly Realm is going to change yet again!

The two clans: Oh! Looks like there's no need to explain that old engagement. Let's set a wedding date!

The Heavenly Dao: With these two clans tied together, it can finally have some peace for a while.

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Tsundere Demon Realm young lord top x naturally airheaded Spirit Realm saint bottom

Xiao Cenmo, the young lord of the Demon Clan, had one lifelong archrival: Shen Youbai, the Spirit Realm's saint.

He wouldn't have minded if his grandfather had simply praised Shen Youbai, but the old man even used him to put Xiao Cenmo down. It infuriated him.

When he was young, Xiao Cenmo had huffed and puffed as he carried his sword, climbing through Shen Youbai's window several times. With a fierce expression and his cheeks puffed out, he pointed at Shen Youbai and demanded a duel.

But Shen Youbai stared at his sword with shining eyes, then pointed at the toys scattered around the room.

“Want to play together?”

Ridiculous! He was clearly declaring war, not asking to play!

Before long, war broke out between the Demon Realm and the Spirit Realm.

On the battlefield, Xiao Cenmo could barely contain himself. “Let's have a proper duel at last!”

That day, the wind whipped up clouds of sand, and a gale howled in their ears.

Shen Youbai frowned in confusion and tilted his head. “Become husbands?”

Xiao Cenmo: “???”

Later, a divine flame appeared. Xiao Cenmo glanced at Shen Youbai as he looked at the brilliant little flame, raising his brows triumphantly.

The divine flame had to be his. Today, he'd show that guy what true strength looked like!

But when Shen Youbai saw the divine flame inexplicably fly into his hand, he simply handed it to Xiao Cenmo.

“Do you really need this? You can have it.”

The other's face darkened. “Is this how you show off to me? You're really something!”

One day, Shen Youbai was injured by a high-ranking demonic beast while saving Xiao Cenmo, and he kept getting fevers.

Half-asleep, Shen Youbai looked inexplicably adorable.

When Xiao Cenmo saw him wake up, he put on a fierce expression.

“Being merciful to your enemies is a bad habit!”

Shen Youbai bit his lip.

“We're good friends. You used to come play with me all the time when we were kids.”

Xiao Cenmo's eyes widened.

What? Who would carry a sword around just to come play with you?

Shen Youbai added, “When we fought, you... you said we should become husbands...”

Xiao Cenmo was utterly bewildered, his eyes practically popping out of their sockets.

When had he ever said that? You can eat whatever you like, but you can't just say things like that!

“And when you gave me the divine flame, you said I was really something. Wasn't that your way of telling me you liked me?”

Xiao Cenmo: “???”

As Shen Youbai listed more and more evidence, Xiao Cenmo was on the verge of tears.

He'd only been trying to provoke him. How had it all been twisted into...

He wanted to explain, but when he looked at Shen Youbai's delicate, aggrieved face, the words died on his lips.

Actually, these misunderstandings weren't so bad. Maybe... he really could try to win over a Spirit Realm saint and make him his husband?

Theme: Pursue what your heart desires