My Senior Brother Keeps Trying to Ruin Me

[Coming soon: My Ex and I Transmigrated Together. Blurb below~~]

Also known as The Real Deal Returns, but His Senior Brother Thinks He’s a Fake. Modern cultivation. A gentle, doting, secretly ruthless and obsessive senior brother x a proud, confident, sunny genius junior brother.

When Mu Nanfeng opened his eyes again after five years in a coma, he was shocked to discover that he was no longer the sect’s beloved young genius. He was now a cultivation-less little menace whom everyone despised.

At least his senior brother was still there for him. As the most outstanding disciple of the sect’s younger generation, Su Mingyuan indulged his junior brother to the point of spoiling him rotten. No matter what trouble Mu Nanfeng caused, he would cover it up for him. And so he spoiled the little brat into an uncontrollable menace with a fearsome reputation.

But Mu Nanfeng had no intention of taking the blame for throwing his weight around. He had no memory of the past five years, so someone must have transmigrated into his body… No, wait, possessed him! Looking at his useless body, he gritted his teeth and thought that once he regained his cultivation, he would track down the culprit!

So he hurried to the only person he could rely on. “Senior Brother, Senior Brother, I’m going to start cultivating again!”

*

Su Mingyuan didn’t want “Mu Nanfeng” to regain his cultivation.

Five years ago, when he discovered that his beloved junior brother had been possessed, he personally sealed the impostor’s cultivation. Yet he still indulged the impostor, letting him run wild and throw his weight around. Even though it was only an empty shell without a soul, he wanted his junior brother to live freely, without a care in the world.

But now “Mu Nanfeng” suddenly wanted to start cultivating again? Not a chance. That cultivation, those honors, belonged only to his junior brother. So Su Mingyuan put on a doting smile with not a hint of a crack in it. “Sure. I’ll teach you.”

As for whether the techniques he taught had flaws, or might send him into cultivation deviation, well, that was hard to say.

…But why did “Mu Nanfeng’s” tone, smile, and movements all resemble the young man he had never stopped missing? Was it an illusion, or…?

At last, after Su Mingyuan’s indulgence and inaction left Mu Nanfeng in dire straits, he watched coldly from the sidelines until the badly wounded Mu Nanfeng unleashed a sword intent more familiar to him than anything else, one that belonged to Mu Nanfeng alone.

Before losing consciousness, the young man looked at Su Mingyuan, who had rushed to his side, weak but full of hope. “Senior Brother, I… did pretty well, right?”

Su Mingyuan held his junior brother tight. “…Yes. You were wonderful.”

Is it still too late to transmigrate back and strangle my foolish former self?

A few things to know before reading:

1. This is actually a sweet romance disguised as a crematorium story. It’s doting almost from start to finish, with no angst to speak of~

2. To reiterate, this is modern cultivation. It’s perfectly normal for alchemy cultivators to study chemistry and artifact cultivators to study physics (looks up at the sky)…

3. Hope you enjoy reading!

A plug for another upcoming book: My Ex and I Transmigrated Together

A possessive, jealous, nonhuman, one-person-with-many-aspects gong x a heartthrob, flirt-and-run, teasing shou.

You Feiyu has a fragmentary tarot deck.

Other than one lonely Fool, the remaining twenty-one cards are all missing, transformed into “anomalies” lurking in different worldlines, each capable of destroying everything.

You Feiyu’s job is to enter different worlds, use the divination powers of his incomplete tarot deck to find these “anomalies,” then reclaim and seal them.

At first, everything goes smoothly. But as You Feiyu reclaims more and more cards, his divinations grow increasingly chaotic, as if the tarot deck itself is falling apart…

*

World One: Death, the soul-reaping Wuchang.

Divination: High-risk target. You will face chains and hell.

You Feiyu: I can transmigrate between worlds. What kind of hell could possibly hold me? Let’s find out!

So You Feiyu roamed the city at night, searching for the pitch-black figure feared by all, as if he’d come straight from the underworld. On a night of torrential rain, Wuchang appeared before him, chains in hand.

“Follow me to hell.” Wuchang’s face was cold as the icy chains wound around You Feiyu’s ankle. “A home has been prepared for you there. There will be no one else. I will guard you for all eternity.”

You Feiyu, ready for a fight: “…Is that a declaration of war, or are you confessing your love?”

Wuchang: “…”

You Feiyu: “By the way, Mr. Wuchang, I can see you blushing.”

*

World Two: The Tower, the Princess of Calamity.

Divination: Before you are imprisoned in the tower for all eternity, save %%#@#* kill him first.

You Feiyu: …? Is the Tower even more dangerous than Death? And why is the princess referred to as “he”?

He raced across the ruins where natural disasters raged, and at last found the tower, which was on the verge of collapse. The “princess,” so beautiful they seemed otherworldly, looked down at his tiny figure from above.

You Feiyu’s theatrical side took over. He waved enthusiastically at the top of the tower. “Princess, Princess, I’m your prince, here to rescue you! Let down your long hair so I can climb up!”

The “princess” looked at him impassively. Thorny vines grew from the tower and stretched down, landing in front of You Feiyu.

Before You Feiyu could grab them, the Death card in his arms turned into a phantom. Wielding a scythe, it chopped every last vine to pieces.

You Feiyu: ? No, what’s going on?

*

World Three: The Devil, a bloodthirsty incubus. Divination: ?????

World Four: The Sun, a three-legged Golden Crow. Divination: #@￥&*#…

Staring blankly at the jumble of symbols, You Feiyu wondered: Has my beauty finally interfered with the course of fate?!

The truth was actually this:

The Tower: Heh, why would I help my wife find another love rival? Am I out of my mind?

Death: …Feiyu is mine. He can’t go looking for someone else.

The Sun: Agreed.

*

After one world after another, only the Magician and the Lovers remained. But…

They were nowhere to be found. Exhausted, You Feiyu angrily tossed the cards aside. “I quit!”

Among the cards scattered across the floor, a familiar yet unfamiliar figure appeared, embracing him with a smile and a yearning as profound as the night.

“Quit? But I’ve been waiting for you for so long…”

In his hands, the Magician and Lovers cards glowed brilliantly.

P.S. A preview of the Magician’s performances

World One: A meticulous, earnest, lovestruck Wuchang (coming soon);

World Two: A cold, deranged, tsundere princess (coming soon);

World Three: A flirtatious, womanizing male-ghost incubus (coming soon);

World Four: A spoiled, secretly ruthless little Golden Crow (coming soon);

World Five: …

A guide before reading:

1. An unconventional quick transmigration story, with no System. The protagonist transmigrates in person;

2. Reclaimed cards come along to the next world, and the ex follows him everywhere. The intensity of the love-rival showdowns will keep rising;

3. The gong has multiple aspects, but they’re all one person.

Theme: Even a good-for-nothing deserves to be loved