A hundred years after the death of the sword master Jiang Zongyue, he was inexplicably reborn as an inconspicuous little monk.
In the past, the number one person in Jiange's cultivation was brilliant; now, the Immortal Alliance is "thriving", and everyone is involved in cultivating immortality, just to rush to that glorious "ascension" as soon as possible.
And Xi Yuzhou, the most well-behaved and obedient young disciple he had personally trained, has become a notorious demon in the world of cultivation who loves to "pick off people's immortal bones and cut off people's spiritual roots".
Until Jiang Zongyue was presented as a "consumable material" in front of the big devil's throne——
On the high seat, Xi Yuzhou raised his chin, and there was a dark color in his eyes that was unfamiliar to him, but his smile was as playful as ever: "New here? Call Master and listen."
Jiang Zongyue: "...???"
Bastard, you'd better not recognize me.
After his rebirth, he and his evil disciple actually became "each other's masters". This ridiculous seniority made him speechless and choked.
What made him even more speechless was that this traitor actually inherited his legacy and silently took up the banner against the entire Immortal Alliance.
When the army of the Immortal Alliance pressed on the territory, Xi Yuzhou's white clothes were stained with blood, but he firmly protected him behind him, and his voice shocked the whole world:
"Do you think that by killing my master, you can cover up this cannibalism?!"
Jiang Zongyue finally sighed, walked out of the crowd, and wiped the blood from his apprentice's face.
"Have you had enough trouble?" His tone was calm, but he took Xi Yuzhou's sword, "This time, stand behind me."
——His evil disciples, no matter how crazy they are, can only be disciplined by him.
Later, when everything was settled, Xi Yuzhou pressed him against the wall, his eyes red, but his tone was aggrieved:
"You taught me back then, and now I teach you. What's wrong?"
Jiang Zongyue: "... Is this why you asked me to call you Master?"
Xi Yuzhou lowered his head and rubbed the crook of his neck, feeling unreasonable and strong:
"Yes. Master needs to be dignified and prudent, but I can be disrespectful."
Jiang Zongyue×Xi Yuzhou
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