Senior Brother, I Really Do Want to Dual Cultivate

[The story is complete. I’ll be polishing it next, so please leave a comment to celebrate the ending!]

Cen Miao died suddenly from working overtime and found herself in a cultivation world as an ordinary mortal. Her favorite thing was listening to storytellers at teahouses, and she was perfectly happy with her life.

Then one day, the sachet her missing mother had left her suddenly transported her into the forbidden grounds of Tianheng Sect. The person who saved her was none other than Shen Wuyu, the genius sword cultivator the storyteller had talked about eight hundred times.

Wow, he’s real, and pretty handsome, too.

But the storyteller had also said that Shen Wuyu’s mother died while cultivating the Heartless Dao, and his father died following her. The sect leader of Tianheng Sect had watched his beloved disciple follow in his parents’ footsteps and spent eleven years trying to talk him out of it. He failed.

That is, until Shen Wuyu personally brought Cen Miao back to Tianheng Sect and volunteered to accompany her undercover in the cultivation world’s Myanmar, Fengming Mountain.

Sect Leader: I’ve got it!

Cen Miao wants to find her missing mother. The sect leader has a lead, and makes her an offer: get Shen Wuyu to give up the Heartless Dao.

Cen Miao: That’ll be a piece of cake!

After escaping the cultivation world’s Myanmar, she officially joined Tianheng Sect, the greatest sect of all, as Shen Wuyu’s junior sister, and began her acting career.

She pretended to be weak, twisted her ankle, and teared up. He handed her a schedule: “Your physical training is too poor. You’ll do extra practice tomorrow.”

She slipped a love potion into his tea. He grabbed her wrist: “Add pharmacology to your studies, too.”

She gritted her teeth and tried to seduce him. Without changing expression, he straightened her collar: “Remember to review your lessons before bed.”

Cen Miao gave up and decided to lie flat. “Whatever. I don’t care anymore.”

The strange thing was…

She chatted with a junior disciple from another sect for a little too long, and he was sent to the northern border for a six-month assignment the next day.

She received an invitation to admire the flowers from another wandering cultivator, and that person got a swordsmanship challenge from Tianheng Sect that very night.

She said she wanted to go down the mountain for a stroll, and the next day she found a new class on her schedule: “Outdoor Training, Two-Person Team.” Her partner: Shen Wuyu.

At long last, she could arrange her own cultivation. Cen Miao rushed into Shen Wuyu’s room. “Senior Brother, I’ve formed my core. Starting today, I want to practice dual cultivation.”

Shen Wuyu took her hand and pressed it against the red mark on his neck. Puzzled, he asked, “Haven’t we been practicing dual cultivation all along?”

Cen Miao: ?????

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Shen Wuyu’s point of view:

Everyone said he would be the next Lian Zheng. His master feared he was too attached to the Heartless Dao and never let him enter the Heartless Secret Realm.

His master worried too much.

From the moment he first saw Cen Miao, he had never thought about the Heartless Dao again.

He thought about only one thing: how to keep her by his side.

A sweet romance with both leads’ first time being with each other, and no infidelity!

[Coming soon: After Playing with My Senior Brother’s Feelings and Dumping Him]

On the first day Shen Jin-yu entered Taiwei Sect, she wanted to leave.

She had already received an invitation to join Changming Sect and was only waiting to enroll. But the year her mother remarried into the Shen family, her mother withdrew the invitation on her behalf and sent her to Taiwei Sect, even choosing a master for her.

Shen Jin-yu didn’t like it there, so the thing she did most after joining the sect was submit a withdrawal petition.

Once, twice… She watched her petition get sent into her master’s room with her own eyes, only to hear him casually say, “I didn’t see it,” the next day.

It wasn’t hard to guess who was stopping her.

Shen Mingzhu came from the same lineage as her and was technically her older sister after their mother remarried. Shen Mingzhu hated her, and Shen Jin-yu could understand why. So over the years, she avoided and endured the open and subtle provocations as best she could. She was leaving sooner or later, anyway.

But Shen Mingzhu refused to let her go. The more Shen Jin-yu wanted to join Changming Sect, the more Shen Mingzhu tried to trap her in Taiwei Sect forever.

Shen Jin-yu put up with it for a long time. Then one day, she heard Shen Mingzhu arguing with someone and learned for the first time that even someone so proud could have something they wanted but couldn’t get.

Jiang Jie, the first disciple of Taiwei Sect. He had made a name for himself at a young age, possessed a natural sword bone, and was the man Shen Mingzhu had loved for years without ever winning.

For the first time, Shen Jin-yu took a serious interest in him. If she couldn’t leave for a while, she wasn’t going to keep putting up with Shen Mingzhu’s behavior for nothing.

The first time, she borrowed a trace of his sword intent to cleanse her meridians.

The second time, she brought him a thank-you gift.

After that, she brought him talismans and wine, watched him practice his sword, and found excuses to ask him about cultivation techniques so she could spend a little longer by his side.

Sure enough, it wasn’t long before Shen Mingzhu lost her composure. Shen Jin-yu was pleased, so when someone tried to sound her out about whether she liked Jiang Jie, she merely lowered her eyes and put on a carefully measured blush.

The rumor quickly reached Jiang Jie. He came to find her, leaning against the sword pavilion with his arms around his sword and a faintly amused smile. “I hear you like me?”

Shen Jin-yu had already planned how to act disappointed when he turned her down. But instead of rejecting her, Jiang Jie bent down until their eyes were level.

“Fine.”

Later, Shen Jin-yu finally found evidence that her master had been embezzling spiritual veins and secretly selling the sect’s spirit ore. The Discipline Hall investigated the matter, and naturally, the master-disciple relationship was annulled.

She had waited too long for this day. She hurriedly packed her belongings that night, and Changming Sect sent word that they had dispatched someone to fetch her.

This time, surely no one would stop her.

But on the day she was supposed to leave, Shen Jin-yu waited from morning until night and never received the final clearance.

The person who came was Jiang Jie.

It turned out that the sect’s first disciple had personally guaranteed her and asked the sect to delay her departure on the grounds that she was involved in an old case concerning her master.

Only then did Shen Jin-yu learn that Jiang Jie had known from the beginning that she had an ulterior motive for approaching him.

If only she’d known, she wouldn’t have bothered pretending.

No, if she’d known Jiang Jie would be so hard to shake off, she should have picked someone else to provoke.

[Male lead’s point of view]

Jiang Jie had seen plenty of people fall for him, but he had never met anyone like Shen Jin-yu. Her eyes held no affection at all, yet she kept saying she liked him.

He found it amusing, so he didn’t call her out. He just wanted to see how long she could keep up the act.

Later, when Shen Jin-yu learned he had seen through her from the start, she stopped pretending. That was when Jiang Jie realized she was actually a very cold person.

Yesterday, she could kiss him on the corner of his mouth right in front of Shen Mingzhu. Today, when they ran into each other on the road, all he got was a polite “Senior Brother Jiang.”

After that, she came to see him less and less, leaving as soon as she’d gotten what she wanted.

Until, in the end, she didn’t even need to use him anymore.

It turned out that he was the first one to fall in this little game.

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