I'm writing the master-disciple trope I love, hehe.
An aloof, self-possessed master whose mouth is harder than stone x a pitiful disciple who's innocent and carefree at first, then goes off the rails
[Blurb]:
Zhou Fanchun's birth name was Zhou Pu. He was born into a prominent family in the Jiangnan region, but his mother was of low status and died young, so he had a miserable life.
Later, on the day he and his elder brother both came of age, a white-bearded Taoist came to the Zhou family's gate and pointed at Zhou Fanchun, saying he was destined for immortality.
So the Zhou family happily threw him out.
Zhou Fanchun followed the old Taoist over mountains and ridges, finally reaching the immortal mountain and meeting a man as ethereal as an immortal.
The immortal's surname was Xie, and his given name was Wangxuan. He had come from the heavens, his white robes and hair whipping in the wind. Zhou Fanchun would never forget him.
Later, the immortal became his master, and he went from being Zhou Pu to Zhou Fanchun.
There were no seasons on the immortal mountain. Spring peaches, summer lotuses, autumn osmanthus, and winter plum blossoms all bloomed at once. Zhou Fanchun spent years there in vain, his cultivation never improving.
During a mission down the mountain, Zhou Fanchun was attacked and killed. With his dying breath, he learned that Xie Wangxuan had placed a restriction inside his body to suppress his cultivation.
No wonder, after all those years of cultivating with everything he had, he couldn't beat junior disciples who had joined just a year earlier.
In an instant, all his gratitude and reverence vanished, leaving only a blazing hatred.
Zhou Fanchun's soul fell into demonic ways. He endured the Great Heavenly Tribulation and became a Demon Venerable unseen in the Demon Realm for a hundred generations.
He was going to kill Xie Wangxuan.
The human world became a living hell as the two stood facing each other, swords drawn.
"I should have let you die in that secluded courtyard back then. It would have been better than letting you become the calamity that now brings chaos to the world... you wretch."
Theme: Stay calm and speak kindly to reduce misunderstandings.
