Jiang Hemian is a professional savior. He's been an immortal lord, a demon lord, a demon emperor, and a human emperor. But saving the world has a way of ending with his death and the destruction of his cultivation.
After completing all his missions, he and the System chose a scenic, remote mountain forest for retirement, settling into the good life of eating, sleeping, and beating up the System.
But as retirement wore on, things started to feel off. Why were there more and more creatures in what used to be an uninhabited mountain forest?
“What do you mean there's a war going on outside, and the empire your Host founded is about to fall?”
“What do you mean those ugly demons are out searching for their king on orders?”
“What do you mean the demon spirits are going around proclaiming the late Demon Emperor's benevolence?”
The System said, “The people of the various minor worlds are too fixated on you. It's caused the worlds to merge, and now the Dao Realm, Demon Domain, Demon Realm, and human world are all in chaos. Host, you might as well drink it while it's hot.”
Retiree Jiang Hemian: ?
Jiang Hemian looked around and found that only the Dao Realm was still steady and peaceful under the leadership of his good disciple, Xu Daochuan. His disciple himself hadn't turned into a male ghost, either.
Overjoyed, Jiang Hemian put on a secret identity and blended into the Dao Realm, intending to be a good support, beat up the troublemakers, and keep the world at peace.
And so the Dao Realm's meetings went like this:
“Immortal Lord, this humble cultivator has a plan.”
“Approved.”
“This humble cultivator believes that the demon clans...”
“Granted.”
“This humble cultivator thinks the demon clans should...”
“Fine.”
The people of the Dao Realm whispered among themselves: the current Immortal Lord had finally fallen in love.
That is, until the Four Pillars collapsed, the Heavenly River poured down, and the world became an apocalypse.
Jiang Hemian held his sword. A glint of cold light flashed, a white arc piercing the sun.
Everyone: “Holy crap!”
Oh my god, it's Jiang Zhao, the former Immortal Lord Jinglan!
Oh my god, the current Immortal Lord wants to marry his master!
“Your Majesty!” The Demon Domain and Demon Realm beat drums and gongs, ready to welcome their king home.
The current Immortal Lord, Xu Daochuan, smiled faintly. “Sorry, but no one transfers out of the Dao Realm.”
Then he turned and fixed Jiang Hemian with a hard stare. “How many secret identities do you have?”
Jiang Hemian glanced at the titles the System had given him and guiltily whistled.
What do you do when your partner gets jealous because you have too many admirers?
What else? You appease him.
From the top's perspective.
On the night Xu Daochuan became a tribulation-transcending cultivator, his master, who was about to face the Heavenly Dao, patted his head and told him to protect the title of Jinglan and wait for his return.
Jiang Hemian never came back. He died, his cultivation destroyed.
Everyone told Xu Daochuan that the former Immortal Lord was dead.
But Xu Daochuan waited for 2,000 years, and at last caught that lying master of his.
This time, he wouldn't let Jiang Hemian leave him again.
A smooth-talking, secret-identity-stacked savior bottom x a top who seems like an elegant gentleman but is actually a male ghost
They are the only ones for each other. The story features the bottom's many admirers, men and women, but there are no romantic subplots. Everyone sees him as their beloved, unattainable ideal.
Theme: Taking responsibility for the people's fate
