[Xianxia + younger love interest + faux master-disciple | cold, unfeeling uncle-master × restrained, devoted nephew-disciple]
The entire immortal sect praised Lan Yuheng as the most disciplined head disciple in the Ten-Mile Cloud Realm. Only he knew that behind every respectful “Little Uncle-Master” lurked a wildly improper obsession.
Others became disciples to seek the Dao. He did it to pursue someone. The snow on Yuxi Peak was nothing compared to the coldness of Shen Jian; mastering the Heartless Dao was nothing compared to making him fall in love.
“This disciple is slow-witted. Please instruct me personally, Little Uncle-Master.” He used practicing talisman drawing as an excuse to move closer, his breath brushing the icy profile of the man before him. Shen Jian’s indifference was the most potent of poisons, making him willing to betray his master and defy every rule.
Until disaster struck the immortal sect, and he stood in front of Shen Jian, covered in blood, shielding him. “What do seniority and propriety matter? I just want you to live.” Shen Jian, who had always been unmoved, suddenly reached out and touched his wound with a fingertip. “Who gave you permission... to get hurt for me?”
But he practiced talismans and spells, not the Heartless Dao. He upheld the rules, yet broke them again and again for you.
“Little Uncle-Master, today I’d like to learn... a love spell.” “I don’t know one.” “Then perhaps I can teach you?” The first lesson: falling in love.
Sour 🥺
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