Reborn to Save My Beloved Master!

Cool, aloof master with a heartless Daoist path | Possessive, dark and dangerous demon lord disciple | Two male leads, rebirth and redemption | Captivity and restraint | White-hair fetish | Unaware of his own love | Danmei | Master-disciple romance | Bondage | Light comedy In their previous life, he hated him to the bone. Even as he died, he said, “In your next life, don’t be my disciple again.” Reborn, he swore a blood oath: he would see it through once more. He wanted to find out just how ruthless his cool, aloof master’s heart could be, and whether there was even the smallest place for him in it. He tied him up, locking that immaculate white robe in heavy iron chains. Yet he knelt at his feet, rambling like a madman and begging him to love him. But his master only closed his eyes. His face, as cold and beautiful as ice and snow, remained utterly impassive, as if all his struggles were no more than dust polluting his sight and hearing. “Fine. Fine.” He smiled, but his tears fell, scalding hot, onto his master’s cold collarbone. At last, he bent down and bit hard into those lips that were always saying goodbye. With the taste of blood between them, he whispered, half curse and half plea: “Master, if I can’t have your heart…” “Then I’ll have your body.” “In this life, the next, and every life to come, you’ll never leave me again.” But he didn’t know that, in the heart he had long treated as worthless, his master had buried words that were drowned in blood and never spoken: “I don’t blame you.” “Your master did this willingly.” After his cool, aloof master sacrifices himself to heaven, his possessive disciple is reborn and turns dark, then takes his master captive. This time, he will strip away that icy facade with his own hands and see whether any burning love lies beneath it. He’ll stop at nothing, even if it means destroying him.