After I Lost My Memory, My Aloof Daoist Partner Transformed Into a Sickly, Needy Little Drama Queen

My Dao companion was attacked by a demon beast and injured his soul. The first thing he said upon waking was, "Absurd! I am the dignified young master of the Frost Sword Sect. How could I possibly become Dao companions with a Hedonistic Demoness?"

"I cultivate the Ruthless Sword Dao. I severed all seven emotions and six desires long ago. How could I cultivate dual cultivation with anyone?"

Hearing that familiar tone, I couldn't help but sneer. He had acted just as arrogantly back then, refusing to admit he had feelings for me even if it killed him. Since that was the case, I took the initiative and suggested dissolving our Dao companion contract. But he suddenly changed his tune. "This is a serious matter. We can discuss it once my soul has recovered."

That night, this supposedly "desireless and emotionless" swordsman moved back into our cave dwelling.