Lu Fengmian transmigrated and got bound to the “Perfect Senior Brother System.”

He thought he was about to live the life of an overpowered protagonist. Instead, the system gave him one job: Become the perfect senior brother of the entire sect.

To everyone in the sect, Lu Fengmian was the very model of perfection.

His cultivation was unfathomable, his temperament gentle and gracious. He handled everything with fairness and selflessness, was cherished by the sect master, admired by his junior brothers and sisters, and hailed as one of the brightest rising stars in the cultivation world.

Only Lu Fengmian knew the truth: this number one sect in the cultivation world was basically a rehabilitation center for troublesome disciples.

The second junior sister was an orphan taken in after her family was destroyed. She looked cold and distant, but was actually a full-blown senior-brother fanatic who secretly hid his dao robes in the middle of the night.

The junior brother who had broken off an engagement loved declaring, “Do not bully the young and poor!” in public with all the cold, domineering flair of a classic protagonist, yet came knocking on his door with red eyes every time he hit a cultivation bottleneck.

The neglected princess of a mortal dynasty seemed timid and insecure, needing praise for her extraordinary talent by day and heartfelt bedtime encouragement like “you deserve to be loved” by night.

And beyond them were even more bizarre junior brothers and sisters, lined up all across the sect, waiting for him to save them...

Lu Fengmian: Where is the carefree world of immortal cultivation I was promised? Why am I working harder than a 996 schedule?!

System: Host, please remember your motto—“The sect may fall, but the perfect senior brother persona must never collapse!”