The Villainous Eldest Senior Brother and His Yandere Junior Sisters

Never mind my younger days, when I saw Yurong in the bath through the Photo Stone images, doing those... elegant things. Even that night, at the hot spring celebration banquet, when I publicly announced my love for Yurong, I was only using her as an errand person to prevent my junior sisters from fighting! And I, Lin Xiao, as her rightful boyfriend, gave my first marriage vows to Wanning, and my first... battle interaction, to Yingying! Even my first kiss... I carefully recalled that it was actually given to the young Ye Xuan'er! Back then, to dodge Jiang Yuan's pursuit, we hid in a haystack. I found the little blue-haired girl so adorable that I couldn't help but kiss her on the lips! It was only when Ye Xuan'er mentioned it a few days ago that I remembered! Anyway... I've decided to make amends to Second Junior Sister with today's events! Childhood sweethearts often lose out? I, Lin Xiao, refuse to believe in such a fate! As a man who prided himself on being a comforter, if I can't even warm the hearts of the junior sisters around me, how can I warm the hearts of other girls?

Lin Xiao looked at his Second Junior Sister, Guo Yourong, who was already in tears. He nodded at her, a gentle, almost paternal smile gracing his lips, just like when they were children. And that expression made the young woman fall completely for him!

Eldest Senior Brother... he must be the most perfect man in this Primordial Universe, right? He must be! Guo Yourong, how much good fortune must you have accumulated in your past life to deserve this!

Guo Yourong covered her face, weeping. To avoid losing her composure completely, she quickly ran behind a nearby pillar, only to find... Master was also there! And... he was crying even harder than she was!?

Seeing Second Junior Sister walk away, Lin Xiao quickly glanced towards Zhu Wanning, who was being comforted by Su Mei. Wanning's cool, beautiful eyes were also fixed on him, unblinking. Wanning, oh Wanning, if it were you, you would understand me, wouldn't you? Looking at Wanning, his usually cold and aloof junior sister, now so vulnerable and tearful, Lin Xiao felt a pang of guilt. There's no other way. I have to get through this first. Tonight, I'll go to Phoenix Caw Peak myself to comfort her and apologize to Martial Uncle Su. According to Master's arrangements, I'm supposed to have the wedding ceremony with Yourong tomorrow. Ah, my dear Master, you certainly know how to stir up trouble! I wonder... if Yingying finds out, will she accept it? This sudden thought made Lin Xiao feel even more agitated. He'd originally planned to use the opportunity of his triumphant return to discuss some important matters with Sect Leader True Master Ziyun! But who would have thought... it would inexplicably turn into a matchmaking event starring him, Lin Xiao! But speaking of which... where did that scheming old Yuanyi go? He was just here a moment ago. Lin Xiao frowned, looking around, but there was no sign of the short, stout figure!

「...」

「In the forbidden land of the Qinglan Sect, the Coiling Dragon Abyss, within the Demon Suppression Pagoda Forest.」

A short, stout, bald old Daoist in a blue Daoist robe knelt before an ancient, weathered Demon Suppression Tower covered in sealing runes, his face pale as he spoke.

"Master! Oh, no... Lord Blood Demon! The Northern Territory Queen's forces are too strong; Niu Batian of the Evil Extreme Sect has retreated to his stronghold! As a result, the other Seven Great Devil Sects are all at a loss!"

"Hmph! Enough! Those egg-hatched Semi-Monster beasts! I knew from the start they wouldn't amount to anything. Don't even mention them! Once I break this seal and emerge, after I've bathed the Qinglan Sect in blood, those Semi-Monster whelps will no longer have any reason to exist!"

From within the Demon Suppression Tower came a demonic voice—neither male nor female, evil and hoarse, filled with an infinite, bewitching power.

"Yes! Yes! Lord Blood Demon is right! They—they all deserve to die!" The stout Daoist nodded in agreement, then cautiously asked, "But... Lord Blood Demon, what should we do now? Shall we, in your name, call upon the Seven Great Devil Sects to forcibly breach Beacon City and enter the Central Land? Or should we tear up the 'Haotu Convention' established ten thousand years ago, invade the secular empires, and use them as a path into the Central Land?"

"Enough of that. Those mortals are like ants. Once our Sky Yin Demon Sect controls the Cultivation World, they will be sacrificed sooner or later. But for now... we are on the verge of war with the Righteous Path; it's not wise to make more enemies!"

"Allow me two days to plan this carefully! Yuanyi! For now, keep the Seven Great Devil Sects steady! In any case... I still need about ten more days to completely break the internal seals. There's plenty of time!" the demonic voice within the tower said.

"Yes! But, Lord Blood Demon... if the other Five Sages of the Qinglan Sect and Sect Leader Ziyun discover our secret here, how should we respond?" Yuanyi couldn't help but ask.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Upon hearing this, the demonic voice from within the tower erupted into a harsh laugh. "Yuanyi, oh Yuanyi! Do you really think Ziyun and the others are unaware that I am eroding and dismantling the seal within this Demon Suppression Tower, bit by bit? They know perfectly well! That Sword Saint Taiwu True Monarch, the prodigy who burst onto the scene three thousand years ago, exhausted his vital essence contending with me for over a thousand years. Now, his lifespan is depleted, and his soul has returned to the netherworld! What can this bunch of mediocre juniors possibly do to me?"

"Let me tell you the truth! Unless the founding ancestor of the Qinglan Sect is reincarnated, no one can decipher the profound mysteries of the runes within this tower and reinforce the seal!"

"I suspect Taiwu True Monarch already left instructions for Ziyun and those little whelps. He probably told them not to concern themselves with the goings-on at the Demon Suppression Tower but to focus on finding outside help instead. Otherwise, Yuanyi, even with your extensive connections, you might not have been able to infiltrate this place," the voice from the tower said coldly.

"So everything is indeed within Lord Blood Demon's control and calculations. This subordinate is truly impressed!" Yuanyi nodded, his awe for the being within the tower deepening further.

"HAHAHA, enough with the praise. You're not bad yourself, boy. To think you infiltrated the Qinglan Sect alone, all based on a single manuscript I left in the forbidden grounds of the Sky Yin Demon Sect, and then pledged yourself as my disciple... Speaking of which, your successful infiltration of the Qinglan Sect is largely thanks to that twin brother of yours!"

"I doubt anyone could imagine that three hundred years ago, Yuanyi, the chief disciple of Tiandang Peak, was replaced! You whelp, you even killed your own twin brother. Truly ruthless! HAHAHAHA!" the voice from the tower taunted.

"Er, this..." Yuanyi looked discomfited and hurriedly said, "Lord Blood Demon, you flatter me. All of this stems from this subordinate's boundless reverence for you! For the rise of the Demon Sect! My brother... his death was worthwhile!"

"Alright, alright." The demonic voice from the tower cackled, growing more twisted and malevolent. "Wait a little longer, Yuanyi! Just ten more days... then we can hold our heads high and make the Demons great again! Let this fertile Central Land be utterly swallowed and drowned by an endless sea of blood and terror!"

"Oh, right, Lord Blood Demon! What about Ye Chen...?" Yuanyi suddenly remembered something.

"Ah, I nearly forgot about my foster son with heaven-defying luck."

"Well, since you're here, let's take a look together and see what that boy is up to."

After the demonic voice from the tower spoke coldly, a powerful and eerie demonic consciousness suddenly seeped out, coalescing in the void to form a black water mirror—

Yuanyi stared intently at the scene reflected in the water mirror.

He saw a young man in black with one arm, kneeling before a chillingly ominous ice coffin, wailing and crying out something. And within the ice coffin lay a woman, quiet and still. She wore a dress of sacred white, her beauty exquisite, her demeanor noble and elegant, and her skin luminously fair.

"This... Lord Blood Demon, who is this woman? And where has that boy Ye Chen gone now?" Yuanyi couldn't help but ask.

"Hmm... this woman... she looks familiar." The voice from the tower, for the very first time, trembled and grew somewhat hoarse. "Over three thousand years ago, when I was still a youth, I saw her... just a glimpse."