What Should I Do About My Master's Fear of Disciples?

Male master, female disciple. [Opening in December]

Baili Lian was a heaven-blessed prodigy who had basked in glory all her life.

The only blemish on her record was accepting Yue Yunhe as her master when she was young and ignorant.

Yue Yunhe was a despicable man of poor character. He fled during the decisive battle against the gods, incurring everyone's wrath. After the defeat, the others joined forces to imprison him in the Demon Realm, where he endured agonizing torment day and night.

Baili Lian paid him no attention for five hundred years, yet on the verge of death, she traveled a thousand miles to retrieve the Mountain-Slaying Sword and split the Demon Realm in two with a single strike.

The backlash from the Heavenly Dao crushed her to pieces. But when Baili Lian opened her eyes again, she had returned to the day she became his disciple.

In this life, Yue Yunhe was still the exalted grandmaster of an immortal sect.

But she had gone from being the genius girl of the Baili family to a worthless beggar at the foot of the mountain, lucky to have stumbled upon a stroke of fortune.

The people around them murmured among themselves. Why would a good-for-nothing come to the immortal sect to seek a master? A good-for-nothing's master could only be another good-for-nothing.

Baili Lian had thought the same.

Until Yue Yunhe, just as in her previous life, walked up to her.

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Yue Yunhe had come to think that being a master in the cultivation world was a high-risk profession.

If you beat and abused your disciples when they were young, they might grow up twisted.

If you treated them gently and taught them with care when they were young, they might still grow up twisted.

He watched as one master after another from the neighboring peaks fell into the quagmire of master-disciple romances, bound in iron chains by their disciples and forced into passionate love, living and dying in torment.

Yue Yunhe was deeply shocked and utterly astonished. At last, he slapped his forehead and decided to avoid this problem at the source.

He would take on a worthless disciple who could never defeat him.

Much later...

Yue Yunhe gazed at his disciple, whose cultivation level shot up another notch every day, and fell into deep thought.

Much later still...

Yue Yunhe was seriously injured on a demon-slaying mission, temporarily losing his spiritual power and memories.

In a remote mountain cave, he was drugged with an aphrodisiac, chains wrapped around his wrists and ankles. The young woman sat on top of him, her expression dazed as she gently kissed and sucked on his lips.

Beneath their thin clothes, their bodies were covered in marks of passion.

"I'm sorry, Master. I only did it to protect you."

*

The day the truth came to light, Yue Yunhe took all the blame upon himself. Baili Lian left without looking back.

When he saw her again, Baili Lian lowered her eyes and smiled faintly. The person beside her held her hand, eyes tender, and softly called her "dear."

...What a lovely couple. Does he know you forced yourself on your master?

Yue Yunhe had never imagined someone like her could have feelings for anyone. His reason crumbled when he saw the kiss marks on her neck.

He pointed his sword at her, his expression calm. His hand clenched inside his sleeve until it bled, and his sword trembled almost imperceptibly.

Yue Yunhe heard himself ask without hope, his voice full of jealousy: "So what exactly are we to each other?"

Baili Lian looked at him for a long time, then chuckled and patiently replied, "...We're just master and disciple."

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Gravity-wielding genius sword cultivator girl x carefree fun-lover master who turns into a jealous, bitter husband

Baili Lian x Yue Yunhe

Both are virgins. The heroine has a certain misperception of her own feelings and will be unable to understand them at first. Several male supporting characters will have unrequited feelings for her.

If all of that sounds good to you, enjoy the story.

Theme: Dedicated to everyone who is passionate and beautiful