Even After Losing My Memory, My Dao Companion Still Has Me Wrapped Around Their Finger

Blurb:

The wandering immortal god Xu Cangze was injured in battle and lost his memories, which regressed to those from thirty thousand years ago.

The Xu Cangze of thirty thousand years ago was arrogant, unruly, and impossible for anyone to control.

So when he woke and saw the wandering immortal Xiao Song at his bedside, his first thought was to throw him out.

Only later did someone tell him that Xiao Song was his Dao companion, and that they even had a child together.

Xu Cangze was deeply repulsed by the idea and instinctively wanted to erase this shameful past.

Just then, the upper immortal he had admired for a long time appeared. The other immortal's body had been damaged in his place, and it would take several spirit-herb cores to repair it.

As it happened, Xiao Song's child was a little spirit herb.

Xu Cangze thought disdainfully that it was only a mere spirit herb. A little coercion, and Xiao Song would surely hand it over.

But when he stood before Xiao Song, the wandering immortal, whose cultivation was beneath his, spoke rudely to him.

He not only cursed him and slapped him, but even drove him out of the immortal mansion.

Xiao Song said, "Fine, you've lost your memory. We can split up, then. I'm sick of living with you anyway. If you hadn't been so powerful and kept me by your side, who would want to live with a lunatic like you? The child is mine now, and so is the mansion. Get out."

Xu Cangze couldn't help scoffing, thinking it was ridiculous.

Even more ridiculous was what happened as he listened to those words from someone who didn't know his place. A loud "thump" suddenly rang in his ears. He looked down.

He had actually dropped to his knees against his will!

What? Why is this happening?!

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Theme: Love is instinct