The people of the Hehuan Sect are all bad news.
That's what every sect says.
The Hehuan Sect never misses.
That's what the victims say.
But no one has ever asked Gu Ming whether life in the Hehuan Sect is easy for a homophobic straight man.
Men? No way.
That's a matter of principle.
After the eighteenth time his sect gave him a dressing-down, his senior sister couldn't take it anymore. "Does it have to be one man and one woman?"
Gu Ming replied primly, "Yes."
His senior sister produced a little dress. "Fine. I'll find you a man, and you can be the woman."
Gu Ming: ?
His senior sister had her own reasoning. "Straight is just a persona. As long as nobody knows you slept with a man, everyone else will still think you're straight."
Gu Ming: Is that right?
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It was.
Gu Ming put on the little dress and let himself go completely. He slept his way through a refined Confucian cultivator, a wealthy talisman cultivator, a miraculous healer, and even a sword cultivator who practiced the heartless path. They all became items on his KPI list. When he was in the mood, he even adopted a male dog.
His senior sister was stunned. "Is your homophobia cured?"
Gu Ming: "...No."
Day after day, Gu Ming climbed out of a different bed.
Men are so disgusting, ugh... Their yang essence is so pure... Men are so disgusting, ugh... Their yang essence is so pure...
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Everyone knows that if you sleep with enough men, sooner or later, something will go wrong.
The day after Gu Ming's identity was exposed, he ran for the deep mountains with a belly full of yang essence.
The rich talisman cultivator put up a reward of ten thousand gold. The healer's silver needles glinted, ready to turn him into a doll. The seemingly harmless Confucian cultivator turned out to be a brutal demon cultivator in disguise. Even the dog he'd picked up was a demon cultivator who had transformed into human form and wanted to drag him back to make puppies!
Just as Gu Ming carefully moved all his belongings into a cave, ready to retreat with the yang essence he'd cheated out of them for ten years or so, the sword cultivator who had followed him the whole time, the strongest of them all, appeared behind him like a sinister ghost.
"Not wearing your dress today, baby?"
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A hapless newbie from the Hehuan Sect, whose homophobia consistently ranks dead last every year × the KPIs.
For now:
A heartless-path sword cultivator who seems like a gentleman, but is really a ghost
A frail, sickly, perceptive Confucian cultivator / a demon cultivator who kills without mercy and is illiterate (two souls in one body)
A genuine demon cultivator who becomes a dog for his wife
A wealthy talisman cultivator who spoils his wife and has an endless variety of talismans
[May add or remove characters]
[First draft written against a deadline, for reference only. Names for the top and bottom are undecided.]
Theme: Uphold the sect's traditions
