After Faking My Death, My Sword Venerable Younger Brother Went Mad

After restarting 99 times, Jiang Shiyue finally figured out the System's mission: she wasn't supposed to become the strongest Sword Venerable of the new generation. She was supposed to become Mo Wengui's unforgettable, tragic first love.

To get home, she rescued the Sword Venerable from a witch, only for him to lose his memory and become a "good-for-nothing" who couldn't even use magic.

Looking at his obedient, easily fooled face, Jiang Shiyue made up her mind: no romance route. She'd take the family-bond route instead!

"I'm your half-sister. You have to listen to me."

She planned to give him the purest familial love in the world, wait until he was completely attached to her, then cruelly abandon him and leave him torn between love and hate, unable to forget her.

But it seemed she'd made up the tragic family history a little too convincingly. Looking at the boy behind her, his eyes full of guilt as he vowed to protect his sister, Jiang Shiyue suddenly felt a chill at the back of her neck.

It seemed she'd sharpened this emotional knife a little too much.

Later, when Mo Wengui finally regained his memories, the Sword Venerable returned.

Jiang Shiyue packed up and fled in the middle of the night, only to be cornered by the murderous Sword Venerable. "Sister, you've been lying to me all this time. Where do you think you're going?"