A max-level social recluse vs. a max-level social menace, showing off their love through the strongest cause-and-effect shenanigans in the cultivation world!
The cultivation world’s number-one aloof beauty is once again doing his best to maintain his crumbling cold-and-distant persona.
Everyone in the cultivation world knows that Shen Huaian, the junior uncle of the Taishang Wangqing Sect, cultivates the severing of all love and desire. His long sword, Stop the Clouds, can cut through three thousand karmic ties, and he is as aloof as a snow lotus atop a high mountain.
Until one day, someone spots a flamboyant demon in red following behind him.
Rong Su (rubbing his eyes): Junior Uncle, that centennial ghost was so ugly, it scared me. I need a cuddle to feel better.
Shen Huaian (expressionless as he wipes his blade): I killed it with one sword strike. It was still thirty feet away from you.
Rong Su (flopping to the ground and grabbing his moon-white sleeve): I don’t care. My Dao heart is shattered. I can’t get up unless Junior Uncle hugs me.
The surrounding cultivators all draw in a sharp breath, thinking that this madman is surely going to die today.
Yet the revered immortal, rumored to have once defeated a million soldiers with a single sword, merely closes his eyes. A vein twitches at his temple, but in the end, he bends down in resignation and silently scoops the red-clad drama queen into his arms.
Shen Huaian (coldly): Quiet. We’re going back to our room.
Rong Su (nestled in his arms, grinning like a fox): You got it, hubby!
The cultivators: What happened to severing all love and desire?! Heavenly Dao, someone’s cheating!!
