I Transmigrated Into a Vile Master, and the Villainous Disciple Has His Eye on Me

Shen Zhaoxue wakes up to find himself transmigrated into a cultivation novel as the despised, wicked master.

The original Shen Zhaoxue was aloof and noble on the surface, but cruel and ruthless beneath it. He crippled his villainous disciple Yan Wujiu’s spiritual meridians, cast him into the Demon Abyss, and was ultimately killed when the disciple returned, consumed by darkness, and gouged out his heart with his own hands.

Worse still, Shen Zhaoxue arrives the day after the original had punished Yan Wujiu and locked him in the Cold Prison.

No System. No golden finger. No miraculous powers falling from the heavens.

The only thing Shen Zhaoxue knows is that the silent, bloodied boy kneeling before him will one day crush the immortal sects, slaughter his enemies, and finally kill him with his own hands.

To stay alive, Shen Zhaoxue has no choice but to maintain his “cold and aloof master” persona while secretly bringing his disciple medicine, taking blows for him, clearing his name, and changing his fate.

But the more he tries to keep his distance, the more dangerous Yan Wujiu’s gaze becomes.

At the sect tournament, when everyone insults his disciple as a good-for-nothing, Shen Zhaoxue protects him in front of them all: “No one but me gets to judge my disciple.”

When the Demon Abyss reopens and every sect demands that he hand Yan Wujiu over, Shen Zhaoxue draws his sword and stands before the assembled crowd: “Anyone who dares lay a hand on him today will have to step over my corpse first.”

Later, Yan Wujiu finally becomes the Demon Lord feared by all, yet keeps Shen Zhaoxue trapped in his arms. He asks softly, “When you saved me back then, were you afraid I’d kill you, or… did you simply not want me to die?”

Shen Zhaoxue’s heart skips a beat.

He had always thought he was working his way toward survival.

He never knew that fate had already been rewritten the first time he reached out to save the boy.