Uh-Oh, the Transmigrated Master Is Crazier Than His Yandere Disciple

A beautiful, twisted master who craves love and is treated as a human furnace × an obsessive, controlling disciple with Stockholm syndrome and a hopeless romantic streak. Both are devoted to each other, both are powerful. Happy ending.

Liu Qingsheng was born with a wretched fate, a disaster from the heavens. His mother died in childbirth, and his father despised him. He grew up struggling to survive amid the brothels and street markets, while everyone around him avoided him like the plague. Alone, he gritted his teeth and endured for more than twenty years, until one day he was hit by a car and sent into an old-fashioned melodramatic novel.

He even transmigrated into the novel as Liu Qingsheng, a vicious cannon-fodder master who shared his name, surname, and striking good looks.

The master also had a human-furnace constitution. Later, his disciple Qi Youheng, whom he had abused for years, turned dark, imprisoned him on the Cliff of Absolute Dust, and forced him to cultivate together every day. Before long, Liu Qingsheng “passed away.”

The System gave him an order: kill this future threat of a disciple and survive, and he could return to reality in time to save the younger sworn brother who had died in his place.

Liu Qingsheng smiled faintly, excitement plain in his eyes. That was...

Wonderful.

Qi Youheng was abandoned at birth. At last he found a master, only to discover that the man was using him as a medicinal catalyst. Just as Qi Youheng learned that his master had a human-furnace constitution and prepared to make a move, a System suddenly appeared, ordering him to eliminate the vicious master Liu Qingsheng in exchange for becoming the greatest immortal in the cultivation world.

Qi Youheng smiled. From the very first moment he laid eyes on Liu Qingsheng, he had decided he wanted everything that belonged to him...

P.S. This is a record of mutual love, mutual killing, mutual rescue, and mutual redemption. And don’t let the blurb scare you: it’s definitely sweet. Trust me.