Sword Venerable, Don't Touch Me: Isn't Your Dao Companion Wonderful?

He is the refined and noble heir to an immortal sect, yet the Sword Venerable, a madman ranked first in combat power, forcibly takes him as a cultivation partner. Their relationship began with brute force. He was the first to give his heart, but the other merely scoffed and called it possessiveness. “Go see the world. Then decide whether you want to come back.” Jun Lin personally pushed him away. Fine. Then he would go see it. He turned and set off traveling with his junior sister, his smiling face lighting up the mountains and rivers. When Jun Lin finally came to his senses and tore through the void to pursue him, he found him leaning against someone else's side, his gaze cool and distant. “Lord Sword Venerable, are we close?” At that moment, the supreme Sword Venerable, for the first time, had tears in his eyes. His voice was hoarse: “Qing Ci... come home with me.”