A Lovesick Little Junior Sister? I Treat My Junior Brother as a Cultivation Cauldron

Jian Yin transmigrated into a book as a lovesick junior sister who would do anything for the male lead, only to end up dead without a trace. The plot was so pathetic that Jian Yin was furious enough to die all over again! What male lead? What harem? They can all go to hell. She’s going to shine on her own. So Jian Yin set out to become the most driven cultivator around. She wanted to rule the cultivation world, and along the way, she picked up her rebellious junior brother. Jian Yin: Heaven can bear witness, I absolutely have no improper thoughts about you. Ye Xuanyi: Oh. Jian Yin: I’m not planning to use you as a cultivation furnace. Ye Xuanyi: Hah. Only later did Jian Yin learn that her junior brother was the greatest swordsman of his generation and ranked first on the Heavenly List! And now, the aloof and arrogant Xuanqing Sword Venerable, as everyone else saw him, was lying on Jian Yin’s bed. Jian Yin: Get off my bed! Ye Xuanyi: Your bed is my bed. Jian Yin: This is my bed!!! Ye Xuanyi: As your cultivation furnace, it’s my duty to keep your bed warm. Ye Xuanyi once hated everyone in the world. He couldn’t understand why his mother had given birth to him, why he had to become a stand-in for his enemy, or why he was so unlucky. Then the woman who had once sent him plunging into the abyss took his hand and said she would help him rule the cultivation world. The girl’s eyes shone brightly, as if they held countless galaxies. One glance was all it took for Ye Xuanyi to fall into them, though perhaps he had already fallen long before. From then on, you were both the endless abyss and every mountain and river beneath the sun.