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 was not supposed to become the strongest Sword Venerable of the new generation, but the lingering obsession of Mo Wengui, the strongest Sword Venerable.

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 could not even use magic.

Looking at his obedient, well-behaved face that seemed so easy to fool, Jiang Shiyue made up her mind: no romance route, she would take the family route instead!

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

Her plan was to give him the purest familial affection in the world first, then, once he had completely fallen for it, abandon him cruelly, leaving him torn between love and hatred and scarred for life.

But it seemed the family tragedy she had made up worked a little too well. Looking at the young man behind her, his eyes full of guilt as he swore to protect his sister, Jiang Shiyue suddenly felt a chill at the back of her neck.

This family-bond heartbreak seemed to have been sharpened a little too much.

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

Jiang Shiyue packed up and fled in the middle of the night, only to be cornered by the Sword Venerable, whose whole body radiated murderous intent. "Sister, after deceiving me for so long, where do you think you're going?"