An S-Class Guide, but Just a Nobody at the Aristocratic Academy

Coming soon: My Master Told Me to Get Out. Blurb at the end, please add it to your reading list!

Xu Xing (bottom) x Huo Mo Elliott (top)

A mild-mannered, sweet-faced, secretly flirtatious bottom x a cold-faced, adorable top who loves gossip

Xu Xing only took a nap during his lunch break. When he woke up, he discovered that he'd become a cannon-fodder character who had already been killed off in a melodramatic boys' love novel combining space opera, aristocratic academies, sentinels and guides, mechas, and more.

Climbing out of a bed in the morgue, Xu Xing was stunned to discover that it was genuinely hard to enjoy this ordinary rich-kid life. His cheap parents were forcing him to stay at school and compete with everyone else, or they'd drag him into an arranged marriage.

So he had no choice but to deal with his less-than-friendly classmates while studying late into the night, working hard to plan his escape from the original character's family.

Just as Xu Xing was trying to keep his distance from all the male leads and devote himself to becoming a background character, an NPC on campus, he was unexpectedly identified as a guide!

Xu Xing was once again thrust into the school's spotlight.

There was nothing he could do.

He grabbed a bottle of nutritional supplement and chugged it down.

Well, since things had come to this, he might as well eat first.

The sight of the whole school packed together in line for medical checkups was quite a spectacle. And with three of the F4 getting checked today as well, everyone was even more eager. St. Boming had never seen such a crowd before.

"Young Master Huo Mo was already identified as a sentinel over there ages ago. Why is he here too?"

"The Alliance has military academies test sentinels and guides before recruiting them. But with his family's influence, this is just a formality."

"I wish I could test as a sentinel or a guide too."

"What are you dreaming about? Our school only produces a handful every year."

"Hey, did you see the forum post? A second-year student tested positive as a guide!"

"Who? They sure got lucky!"

"That Xu Xing guy!"

"Who's a guide? Me?" Xu Xing pointed at himself in a daze, then looked just as blankly at the glowing scanner, and then at the little black leopard beside him, whose tail had curled around his pant leg.

Blurb for the upcoming novel

Cultivation, older top, 1v1, both pure

Shen Yunxiao was taken in by an immortal at the age of three and raised as his disciple. The immortal was graceful and radiant, and treated him wonderfully. This man, as cold as an iceberg, reserved all his tenderness for Shen Yunxiao.

He remained the immortal's only disciple until he was sixteen.

That year, he reached Foundation Establishment and gained several junior brothers and sisters. Perhaps it was the stirrings of adolescence, or perhaps possessiveness, but his feelings for his master changed into something more.

At twenty-eight, he formed his Golden Core. When someone discovered his feelings, Shen Yunxiao could no longer pretend. Overcome with regret, he begged Yu Ji not to send him away.

Instead, he was expelled from the sect. From then on, Mount Shengling had one fewer senior disciple and one more name that could not be spoken.

Heartbroken, Shen Yunxiao hurriedly left Mount Shengling without taking anything with him.

After he left, Yu Ji stood in Shen Yunxiao's room, staring at the storage ring he had given him for his birthday. Not a single thing inside had been taken.

Then the ring crumbled to dust.

Three hundred years later, Shen Yunxiao opened a small tavern on the edge of the continent, at the border between the immortal and demonic realms, where travelers could stay and eat. His cultivation had remained at the Golden Core stage all these years, and he had lost his drive to cultivate. All he wanted was to live out the rest of his days peacefully in his tavern.

He thought five hundred years, the lifespan of a Golden Core cultivator, would be enough. If the immortal hadn't taken him up the mountain back then, his life might have ended when he was three. All those extra years had been given to him by the immortal.

He was deeply grateful to that immortal, and of course wouldn't dare hope for anything more.

Until one day, a very unusual guest arrived at the usually quiet tavern.

Shen Yunxiao almost dropped the teapot.

He forced himself to stay calm as he served the guest. When he turned to leave, the immortal suddenly grabbed him by the wrist.

The immortal's ethereal face was filled with disbelief. "Where did you get all these injuries?"

"And why has your cultivation stopped at the Golden Core stage?"

The immortal returned to Mount Shengling with someone in tow, without a word. Those who came to ask were given just one answer: "My immortal partner."

The immortal's disciples looked at one another. When had they gotten a new master-wife?

Some people seemed very calm.

Theme: He's really been trying his best!