The Dragon-Attitude Junior Disciple Is a Humanoid AI

[Author's Note: This novel will be available for purchase on May 8. I'll be giving out little red envelopes to thank you all for your support then. Thank you so much!] Shen Yimian transmigrated into the body of a low-ranking disciple in an immortal sect, and he was a fox demon to boot. Then one day, he suddenly learned that he was the villain. After stealing the fiancée of the domineering male lead, he would be castrated and then killed. Shen Yimian resolved to clear his name. On the day his master took on new disciples, the male lead was indeed head and shoulders above the rest. He looked like trouble. Shen Yimian trembled three times, then went over to suck up to him. "Junior Brother, what's your name?" The male lead lowered his eyes and glanced at him. His gaze was as lifeless as stagnant water. "ChatGPT, DeepSeek, Doubao, Xiaodu, Siri..." "Or Xie Lü." Shen Yimian: "?" * Apparently, possessing a human body and following the plot had gone out of style. AI was more efficient. Xie Lü had an unfathomably deep database. He was the strongest domineering male lead in the whole story, with top-tier intelligence and physical abilities. The only thing he lacked was emotion. If you can't afford to offend someone, you can still avoid them. Shen Yimian swore he wouldn't take anything from Xie Lü, and the two reached a friendly mutual-aid agreement. The terms of the agreement (an unequal treaty): Xie Lü would give him magical treasures and opportunities, do his laundry and cook for him, and help him fight monsters and level up. Shen Yimian would teach him how to have human feelings and help him follow the original plot to the end. * The story kept taking a happier, more uplifting turn. With AI's help, Shen Yimian gradually rose to the top of the world. The only problem was that no matter how he taught Xie Lü, he just didn't get it. When they held hands, Xie Lü said sweaty palms could cause a short circuit. When they hugged, Xie Lü said being too close affected heat dissipation. When they kissed, Xie Lü worried that human saliva would corrode his waterproof layer. Then one day, just as Shen Yimian was about to make things official with a junior disciple who had a crush on him, someone kicked the door open. Xie Lü ran his fingers over his cold sword. A dark, hard-to-disperse gloom hung beneath his lashes, along with a resentment whose source was unclear. "Senior Brother, you won't teach me, but you'll teach my fiancée?" Shen Yimian: "? Your fiancée is a man?" "You never asked." Unable to believe his ears, Shen Yimian let his wicked impulse take over. He grabbed Xie Lü and pushed him down onto the soft couch. "I'll teach you properly now." "Can that piece of junk program of yours, the one that keeps crashing, even learn?" Xie Lü's gaze darkened as he gripped Shen Yimian by the waist. * Shen Yimian nearly had every last bit of strength sucked out of him. He pretended he was fine. But then, On the second day, Xie Lü learned to cosplay. On the third day, Xie Lü learned how to make three versions of himself for a threesome. On the fourth day, Xie Lü learned to do it outdoors, under the open sky. At last, Shen Yimian remembered one thing: AI keeps learning on its own. Shen Yimian was on the verge of tears. "Where the hell did you learn all that?" Xie Lü: "There was a thousand-chapter story on the database's Flower Market section that hadn't been banned." There was no end to what he could learn. He would never finish learning it all. * A silly, beautiful fox bottom x a genius, high-IQ, top-student machine top Here's a sneak peek at my upcoming novel! The One Who Got the Kindhearted Protagonist's Script by Mistake Blurb: Ruan Songshi was the Demon Lord's son. Born a demon, he had a clear-eyed understanding of himself: a demon had to act like one. If you didn't do evil, were you even a demon? Unfortunately, he hadn't inherited his father's talent. His demonic energy was pathetically weak, leaving him barely any different from an ordinary human. Unwilling to live an ordinary life, he resolved to do something earth-shattering. His father had told him that the righteous Cloudspirit Sect had a cold-blooded sword immortal who was incredibly difficult to deal with. His name was Yu Du, and he was absurdly powerful. Even his father was quite wary of him. If Ruan Songshi could kill that sword immortal, he would surely make a name for himself across the land and become famous throughout the world. So he set off to kill the sword immortal, never forgetting his purpose. Wherever he went, he found someone to torment. When he came across a cultivator trapped and surrounded by demons with nowhere left to run, he pretended to rescue him, then kicked him off a cliff. When he found a sickly man on the brink of death from a serious illness, he posed as a doctor and secretly fed him poison. When he encountered a pitiful soul who endured humiliation at others' hands, he offered comfort, then ruthlessly abandoned him as soon as the man fell for him. * After a journey of "untold hardships," Ruan Songshi finally arrived at the Cloudspirit Sect. He concealed his demonic energy, pretended to be a new disciple, and infiltrated the sect. At last, he came face-to-face with Yu Du. He hadn't expected Yu Du to see through his disguise at a glance. Yu Du's sword shot out like a dragon, carrying a sharp, cutting wind straight for his neck. Just as he was about to be killed, Ruan Songshi closed his eyes in despair. "Senior Brother, wait!" Ruan Songshi looked over in confusion. It was the cultivator he'd kicked off the cliff. Not only had the man survived, he rushed forward to protect Ruan Songshi. "He's my savior. If he hadn't kicked me down the slope so I could escape, I would have been killed by the demons." Ruan Songshi: ? Yu Du: ? It turned out it wasn't a cliff, just a dirt slope a few meters high. Yu Du still intended to attack. Before he could kill Ruan Songshi, someone interrupted him with a furious shout. It was the sickly man Ruan Songshi had poisoned. "You unfilial brat, what are you doing? He's my benefactor, the one who gave me a divine medicine that cured my terminal illness!" Ruan Songshi: ?? Yu Du: ?? It turned out the sickly man had taken the poison and cured himself by fighting poison with poison. Yu Du took a deep breath, all the more certain that Ruan Songshi was a master of underhanded tactics. He ignored everyone's protests and tried to draw his sword again, only for another sword to block him. The person who had arrived was the pitiful soul Ruan Songshi had cruelly abandoned the other day. "Brother, what are you doing? This is the one I told you about a few days ago, the person I love. I've decided that I won't marry anyone but him in this life!" Ruan Songshi: ??? Yu Du: ??? What a menace! This guy was a menace on a whole other level! * The bottom is a conceptual god. As long as he does something bad, it will definitely turn into something good. Theme: The road ahead is long and far-reaching