[Cultivation master and disciple + seemingly innocent but secretly calculating twist + imprisonment and coercion + younger love interest]
Everything is fake. Don’t believe it. Don’t trust it too easily!
Scheming Yin Yuanxu & hopelessly devoted Yan Anbai
[Setting: A cultivation world
Yan Anbai found Yin Yuanxu along the road. Yin Yuanxu kept clinging to him, and after Yin Yuanxu once saved Yan Anbai’s life, Yan Anbai took him along.]
The world at the beginning is all fake. Yan Anbai seems to have lived through two lifetimes, but in truth it was all a false reality, secretly arranged by Yin Yuanxu alone.
Later, he discovers that Yin Yuanxu was his lover in a previous life, but he still can’t let go of everything that happened before.
A timid, wronged white lotus in the early chapters, a villain who resorts to imprisonment and coercion later on.
In his previous life, Yan Anbai was a wandering hero who wanted to uphold justice.
In his previous life, Yin Yuanxu had spiritual roots, but all he wanted was to follow Yan Anbai.
It looks as if Yan Anbai killed Yin Yuanxu, but the real culprits were the villain and a scheming nobody.
What is the truth, really…
[First revision]: Yin Yuanxu isn’t some pure, innocent white lotus. He’s full of schemes and has been plotting since the very first chapter.
[Second revision]: Yan Anbai isn’t completely in the dark, either. He gradually figures it out.
Yan Anbai loved Yin Yuanxu, but his hatred ran deeper than his love.
[Third revision]: They won’t kill each other. They’re a couple bound by pure hatred and love, and in the end they let go of their past.
[Fourth revision]: Everything is fake. Don’t believe it!
[Fifth revision]: They’ve been acting all along to help the author pay the bills!
Also known as: My White Moonlight’s Substitute Turned Out to Be the Real Thing?!
There will be many twists and turns in this book. Yan Yubai and Yin Yuanxu in the previous life actually just hated their husbands, and in the second life they just wanted to say goodbye. But Yan Yubai also loved him. It can only be said that hate is deeper than love, and love is more than hate. Finally we are back together. But my writing may not be particularly good. No one has looked at it at this time. If you have any suggestions, you can give them more. I want to practice my writing.