After My Master Ran Off Because of Me, He Sent Me a Little Junior Brother

[Possessive, lovesick younger top] × [Softhearted, sharp-tongued, cool bottom]

In the end of the magical era, spiritual energy is scarce, and the cultivation world has collectively decided to lie flat.

Su Qingji, a rogue cultivator, puts on a Meituan delivery uniform to support his family.

By day, he delivers takeout. By night, he hunts vengeful ghosts.

Then one day, he receives a text message: “Congratulations! You have been hired as a Special Affairs Liaison for the city.”

He looks at the offer: a monthly salary of 7,000, a 3,000 housing fund contribution, and a three-month year-end bonus... Holy shit, he’s stumbled into paradise!

His last thought before fainting from joy is: Why the hell am I still delivering takeout?

But on his first day at work, his coworkers are stunned. “This is a government position with strict oversight. Why would a rogue cultivator like you come knocking?”

Su Qingji: ...

That night, his junior fellow disciple corners him on the bed, eyes burning. “Senior Brother, now that we’ve graduated, does that mean you don’t have to push me away anymore?”

“No.”

“I love you.”

“Just shut up.”