Ye Qing had transmigrated.
In a world where Golden Core cultivators roamed the streets and Foundation Establishment cultivators were treated worse than dogs, he had become an utterly ordinary human toddler in Yunzhou City.
He possessed no cultivation talent, and his constitution was completely unremarkable.
He lived with his father, the only family he had.
Ye Qing’s sole wish was to live to be one hundred years old.
When he was three, he spotted a stunningly handsome man in a town square. The man wore a long, azure-green robe, and his black hair flowed like ink.
Ye Qing’s eyes lit up. He plucked a flower and offered it as a friendly gesture. “Brother, you’re so handsome!”
The handsome man’s expression was a cryptic half-smile. A bright red cinnabar mark adorned his brow, and he exuded a natural, bewitching aura.
“Where did this brat come from? Get lost, child.”
Three days later, the same handsome man knocked on Ye Qing’s door. His face was now as gentle as water, yet he spoke through gritted teeth: “Qingqing, open the door. I’ve come to repay my debt.”
Thinking it was just a game of house, Ye Qing chirped, “Okay!”
When he was four, he found a severely injured man in black. Ye Qing pulled out some herbs and declared, “According to the script, you’re supposed to pledge your life to me now~”
The next day, the man in black arrived at Ye Qing’s house, his face twisted with humiliation.
He began brewing milk and making the bed for him.
When Ye Qing was five, he picked up another person, a cold and taciturn man.
Before Ye Qing could even speak, the man had already visited his home. From then on, Ye Qing never had to use his legs to walk again.
A group of “big brothers” accompanied Ye Qing in playing house, giving him a warm and happy childhood.
It wasn’t until Ye Qing reached adulthood that he stumbled upon a book and finally discovered the truth:
His eldest brother was the legendary leader of the Feather Tribe, forty thousand years old.
His second brother was the Sect Master of the Demon Sect in the Sea of Endlessness, thirty thousand years old.
His third brother was the future Chief Disciple of the Immortal Sect, whose talent would shake the Three Realms. And his fourth brother was…
Ye Qing’s pupils dilated in shock.
They’re so old! (Wait, that’s not it.)
Why are all my brothers such big-shots?!
Ye Qing flipped through the rest of the book and discovered that the protagonist was a world-destroying villain destined to bring about the apocalypse. And this villain was… his father.
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Pei Xuan was a Dragon Overlord with a paranoid streak to his very core.
He was decisive in slaughter, devoid of humanity, and possessed power that could destroy the heavens and earth. “Madman” was his synonym, and “Obey me and prosper, defy me and perish” was his motto.
Yet, in the year he turned thirty thousand, Pei Xuan suddenly had a son.
His son, three and a half years old, waddled over, wanting nothing more than to snuggle with him.
From then on, Pei Xuan’s only weakness was his son, who was destined for an early death.
His son liked the aloof Immortal Lords, the Feather Tribe Chief, and the Demon Sect Master—he captured them all.
Whatever whimsical ideas his son had, he brought them all to fruition.
He would turn this ruthless Cultivation World into an Eden where his son could play to his heart’s content!
This novel is also titled: My Dad is the Strongest in the Cultivation World
And also: As Long as I’m Cute Enough, My Dad Won’t Destroy the World!
【Reading Guide】
1. A lighthearted, satisfying, and face-slapping Xianxia novel with a mountain of personal headcanons.
2. Little Sunshine Protagonist vs. World-Destroying Madman Dad. An all-rounder fan-favorite, plot-driven, satisfying novel.
Content Tags: Chosen One, Xianxia Cultivation, Satisfying Novel, Group Pet, Dragon Overlord, Control Group.
Protagonist Perspective: Ye Qing.
Interacting with: Pei Xuan. Supporting Characters: Tang Xi, Peacock, Yu Jinghan, Yan Chili… (in order of appearance).
One-Sentence Summary: I am the Dragon Overlord’s precious treasure.
Moral: Family affection is the most tender emotion in the world.
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