[A Puppet Who Can Bend and Bounce Back, Die and Come Back to Life x A Ruthless, Sinister, Obsessive Dragon-Aotian Hero]
Xiao Jia was a fellow cultivator who had sought the Dao alongside Long Aotian in his youth. They came from the same village and joined the same sect.
Before long, Long Aotian's extraordinary talent made him stand out, earning the envy of the villainous sect master. He had a spiritual root, fortuitous encounters, a master, and beautiful women, and he always escaped danger. But Xiao Jia, his fellow villager with mediocre talent, had it rough. He was killed by the villain and refined into a soulless puppet to use against Long Aotian.
After the villain was killed in turn, Long Aotian, deeply devoted to his brother, took Xiao Jia with him.
From then on, Xiao Jia became a soulless, mindless tool of a puppet, following behind Long Aotian as he trampled the Heavenly Dao and conquered his harem, carrying his bags and taking blows for him.
Ha ha, unfortunately, Qi Lianqing is that Xiao Jia.
Even more unfortunately, he woke up ten years later.
Long Aotian's fame now resounded throughout the entire cultivation world, and he was in the prime of his life.
Yet even easier to recognize than Long Aotian's own face was the distinctive mark of his reputation: Qing Gui, the invulnerable, soulless puppet.
"Is that Mo Xuanzhe?"
"You don't recognize Mo Xuanzhe, but you don't recognize the Qing Gui behind him?"
Long Aotian was arrogant and wickedly charming, defiant toward heaven and earth, rebellious and flirtatious. In ten years, he had successively wiped out three major sects, remaining as proud and untamed as ever.
Qi Lianqing had brought his fate upon himself when he was turned into a puppet all those years ago. He didn't know whether Mo Xuanzhe would simply tear him to pieces once he found out that he had woken up.
So he decided to stay put. Fortunately, Qi Lianqing had never been much of a talker, and there was nothing suspicious about him following Mo Xuanzhe around.
But... Mo Xuanzhe, with all those admirers and followers of yours, why are you pawing at and nibbling on a puppet that's been dead for years at night?
And do your tears grow on trees?
Hurry up and wash him clean, ha ha... I'm doomed, brother. I'm a straight man, no, a straight puppet.
This novel is also called My Puppet Bro (with "bro" used as a verb) and The Puppet Ran Away, and the Aotian Hero Went Crazy.
"He was vile, cowardly, short-lived, and weak. I brought him out of that remote mountain village and turned him from a crude, lowly mortal into a disciple of an immortal sect. Yet he was misled by wicked people and tried to harm me. He brought his fate upon himself, his soul scattered, and died a horrible death."
"I bore no grudge and allowed him to remain by my side in his broken body."
"What right does he have to leave?"
1. Neither the top nor the bottom is exactly a good person.
2. A touch of everyone-loves-him.
Theme: All mortals meet their end eventually.
