Jiang Nian (bottom) x Wen Huaizhi (top)
A pitiful, beautiful demon lord bottom x a noble, gentle, possessive master top
Jiang Nian’s life was never easy. His family framed him, his spiritual meridians were shattered, he was tormented after falling into demonic cultivation, isolated after becoming a god, and finally had his soul shattered by a friend and cast into the lower realm.
He thought his tragic life had reached its end. But five hundred years later, someone gathered his soul back together, and he awoke once more. What was he supposed to do now?
“Tell me everything about yourself, and I’ll give it to you.”
The Immortal Venerable before him was intensely interested in him, and the soul power he released drew Jiang Nian in at every moment.
Jiang Nian smiled brightly. The moment he took the Immortal Venerable’s fingertip into his mouth, the wheels of fate between them began to turn.
The Immortal Venerable kept him close and showered him with every kind of affection: feeding him soul power, gifting him a merfolk, taking him as his first disciple, bestowing weapons upon him. The list of his indulgences went on and on.
As Jiang Nian slowly opened his heart, mysteries from the past began to surface: the prophecy of the Demon Lord’s return, the Immortal Venerable’s desires and inner demon, a reunion after a friend’s betrayal, an unknown jade pendant, a spirit companion waiting in a sea of blood, and a merfolk’s bewildering hostility.
Somehow, every tangled clue pointed to the young man.
“Niannian, I think we’re the same kind of person.”
The Immortal Venerable’s inner demon took hold of his slender wrist and kissed him softly, his gaze dark and distant.
“Your scent has changed, Master.”
The nine-tailed fox Chihua kissed his neck, his eyes dark with restrained emotion, reverence, and an overwhelming reluctance to part.
“Your Majesty, we will follow you forever.”
The giants of the demon realm knelt at his feet, waiting only for his return.
Jiang Nian was thrust into the eye of the storm, and his identity as the Demon Lord was exposed. He had never done anything to harm anyone, yet people drowned him out with their accusations simply because of who he was. They feared and dreaded him.
“Master, do you believe me?”
“I do.”
The two words rang with conviction. The Immortal Venerable stood before him, shielding him from every rumor and accusation. But the next instant, the cold blade in Jiang Nian’s abdomen was a cruel, absurd betrayal.
“Master!”
“Your Majesty!”
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