The Celestial Master Had Barely Emerged From Seclusion When a Little Demoness Clung to Him

[Two Male Leads + Sweet Romance + Supernatural + Transmigrate into a Book + Showbiz + Metaphysics + Feel-Good Story + 1v1 + Both Pure]

A cold, stoic master of the mystic arts, the pursuer × A fox-like tease who flirts and runs away every time, the pursued

On the first day Win Fan transmigrated into a supernatural novel, he ran into the man no one in the book dared to cross: Shen Nanzhi of the mystic arts sect, who could slay a hundred ghosts with one sword.

Then the original host's vicious cousin tore up his marriage contract in front of everyone and called him a “pathetic good-for-nothing.”

The whole crowd trembled in fear, but Win Fan's eyes lit up. He rushed over. “Master! I was born on the same day! Our fates complement each other! Give me the marriage contract! Marry me!”

Shen Nanzhi lowered his gaze. “Do you know where the last person who spoke to me like that is now?”

Win Fan blinked. “In your arms?”

Shen Nanzhi: “...”

Later, the whole entertainment industry knew that top-tier star Win Fan's boyfriend was a real Taoist priest.

Ghosts haunting the set? Win Fan called for backup.

Bad energy in the house? Win Fan called for backup.

Can't sleep in the middle of the night? Win Fan called for backup.

“Master~ Something nasty is clinging to me~ Come quick~”

Shen Nanzhi rushed over, only to discover that the so-called “nasty thing” was a life-size standee of himself that Win Fan had stuck to the wall.

“I missed you, so I put up your photo to tide me over.”

Shen Nanzhi turned and walked away. Win Fan grabbed him around the waist. “Don't go! There's really a ghost this time!”

“Where?”

Win Fan pointed at himself. “Me. I'm about to die from how handsome you are.”

Shen Nanzhi: “…”

Later, Shen Nanzhi, who had been aloof for centuries, started secretly checking his phone.

There was only one person's messages, all of them saying, “Hubby, I miss you. Cuddle me.”