My Wicked Disciple Still Covets His Master

[Beautiful, Strong, and Tragic, Coldhearted Disciple Top × Hot-Tempered, Tsundere Shizun Bottom Who Tries His Best to Act Gentle]

Both pure, master and disciple, reborn, corruption, redemption

Shao Cheng picked up the little fat bird decked out in gold and silver. He really couldn't understand its taste: "Hey, little chubby bird, are you blind?"

Xie Chengxiu, whom he'd called a little chubby bird, stared at him in disbelief. You wicked disciple, do you even know what you're saying?

After transforming into human form, the phoenix (little chubby bird) Xie Chengxiu wore a smile that never reached his eyes. "I'm blind?"

Shao Cheng obligingly dropped to his knees. "Shizun, this disciple was wrong."

In his first life, Shao Cheng knelt in the Phoenix Palace, begging the phoenix to open his eyes and save him.

In his second life, he raised an eyebrow at the little immortal lord in golden robes and grinned. "Little phoenix, how about coming with me?"

In his third life, he took Xie Chengxiu as his shizun and got wildly presumptuous, daring to defy the proper order. He was a man of action: if he thought it, he did it.

The little phoenix had a bad temper, but showed him endless patience.

Shao Cheng resented the unfairness of Heaven's way. Again and again, it shoved him into the mire, yet again and again, the little phoenix pulled him out of the abyss. What did he care about some damn protagonist or some damn System? So what if it forced him to dig out his spiritual roots, tear out his own heart, or offer himself as a sacrifice? With the little phoenix by his side, there was nothing to fear.

Shao Cheng knew only this: the bright moon hangs high, yet shines on me alone.