The Seemingly Ascetic, Self-Controlled Orthodox Immortal Lord × The Scheming, Feigned-Innocent Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect
Song Anlan × Qin Fanghao
As a once-in-a-century genius sword cultivator, Song Anlan had searched his heart and found himself indifferent to everything in the mundane world.
There was only one person who could make the veins at his temples throb and the sword energy around him threaten to run wild: Qin Erniu, the disciple he had rescued from the Hehuan Sect.
He hadn't wanted to save him in the first place. After all, his senior brother had been lured away by someone from the Hehuan Sect.
And one of the reasons he had come down the mountain was to search for his senior brother.
But Erniu had solemnly promised that he knew where his senior brother was, so Song Anlan had held back his sword.
So Erniu stuck to his side all day, calling him "Immortal Lord" this and "Immortal Lord" that, until he was thoroughly fed up. Still, his master's words, "All living beings can be guided," echoed in his ears, so he kept putting up with it. But he had a feeling that Erniu was no ordinary disciple of the Hehuan Sect.
Sure enough, one night, Erniu crept onto his boat.
"Dear Immortal Lord, please help me."
Song Anlan vaguely remembered hearing that the Hehuan Sect had a dual cultivation technique that could make one's cultivation advance by leaps and bounds in a single day.
He was silent for a moment, then asked, "If I help you, how will you repay me?"
*
Qin Fanghao had barely taken the sect master's seat when Song Anlan turned his lair upside down.
He couldn't stand the man's affected air of lofty detachment. This nonsense about caring for all living beings was the height of hypocrisy!
And the moment he heard Song Anlan's question, Qin was even more certain of what he had suspected: Blind fool, he's a fake through and through!
His eyes rolled as an idea struck him. He pulled out an erotic picture book from who knew where, claimed it was a secret technique never shared outside the sect, and handed it over.
*
Song Anlan was desperate to improve his cultivation, and after getting his hands on that "secret technique," he couldn't stop thinking about it.
Another night, he woke the person sleeping beside him. "Read it to me."
Still bleary-eyed, Qin Fanghao gave a careless excuse. "Dear Immortal Lord, I can't read."
Song Anlan's face remained expressionless. "Then show me."
Qin Fanghao was wide awake in an instant. "What?!"
Song Anlan said coolly, "Aren't you the sect master? Teaching me a few cultivation techniques should be child's play for you."
Qin Fanghao: "..."
When did this hypocrite figure it out?!
Bonus scene
After several rounds...
Song: Why hasn't my cultivation improved at all?
Qin, thinking: You should be glad you haven't gone into cultivation deviation. You think your cultivation is going to improve? Dream on.
Qin, aloud: You must not have practiced properly!
Song starts undressing: Then let's do it again.
The long-forgotten senior brother: Your senior brother here is free at last!
Synopsis saved on 2025-09-01; to be revised
Theme: The exceptional come and go freely.