A slow-burn story about raising someone.
Xiao Jingyao, an enforcer for the Time-Space Transmigration Bureau, can freely travel between three thousand worlds and is unmatched in strength.
He came to the cultivation world for a vacation, but in the Snowbound Forest he found a four-year-old child nearly frozen to death.
The child was so beautiful that he decided to raise him on a whim.
He claimed to be eighteen, adopted the four-year-old as his son, and named him Li Yanyang. He taught him to walk, talk, practice swordsmanship, and conduct himself. He thought he was raising a well-behaved disciple to look after him in his old age, but the child grew up all wrong. His silence was an act, while his possessiveness was all too real. His gaze shifted from admiration to something far deeper; he practically had "Master belongs to me" written across his face.
Xiao Jingyao knew everything.
He was rather fond of the boy, too. His grown-up body was simply incredible. But Xiao Jingyao wasn't going to make the first move. If anyone was going to flirt, it would be him. So he teased him, stoked his desire, and pretended to visit his fox-spirit friend, provoking him until his eyes reddened. Then he'd secretly cast a spell to watch him endure it alone.
At last, one day, Li Yanyang trapped him in the courtyard, sealed it with a barrier, and reeking of alcohol...
Then the fool actually knelt by the bed, waiting to be punished.
Xiao Jingyao laughed in exasperation. Fine, you won't make a move? Then he would.
Chosen one? Destroyed. Three-clan conflict? Settled. Three thousand worlds? They'd conquer them together.
He was the one Xiao Jingyao had brought home, and he would be his for the rest of his life.
