[Dual-personality, composed and darkly manipulative green-tea seme × (pretend) playboy, scheming and calculating master uke]
Xie Yingyuan, the pampered young master of the Jinru Sect, was born frivolous and flirtatious. One day, he found a filthy little bundle behind a tavern. The boy, Fan Mingxin, stared at him with bright black eyes and an utterly obedient expression.
A gentle, beautiful man appeared out of nowhere and smiled at him. "Would you like to be my disciple?"
Though they acted like a model master and disciple every day, everyone knew what was really going on: this playboy must have taken on a new cauldron to practice some wicked cultivation technique!
But Xie Yingyuan truly had no such intentions. He had simply taken the child in out of kindness and wanted to raise him. Fan Mingxin grew up to be handsome, courteous, and a model disciple among the great cultivation clans.
Until one night, Xie Yingyuan awoke to a hand squeezing his throat. Fan Mingxin leaned close to his ear and chuckled. "Didn't you say you'd take me as your cultivation cauldron? Why aren't you keeping your word?"
The next day, his little disciple looked at the red marks on his body and remarked sarcastically, "Master certainly had a good time last night."
For the first time, Xie Yingyuan wondered if his little disciple might have a split personality.
Several years later, chaos engulfed the human world.
Xie Yingyuan was imprisoned by villains. Refusing to submit, he drew his sword and took his own life.
The boy who had always been so courteous and proper knelt before the memorial tablet, unable even to cry. Then he turned around and raised his sword, throwing the entire cultivation world into chaos.
Xie Yingyuan, the White Soul Messenger of the Ghost Realm, was in charge of granting forgiveness to the dead. After a mistake at work, he was sent to the human world by a slap from the King of Hell, there to learn his lesson. Fan Mingxin, the Black Soul Messenger, insisted on going with him. Xie Yingyuan laughed. "You'll have to drink Granny Meng's soup when you reincarnate. You won't even remember me."
Fan Mingxin threw a childish fit. "You know Granny Meng. Just ask her to water it down."
That was why Fan Mingxin had Xie Yingyuan's name engraved in his heart from the moment he was born in the human world. But a voice in his head kept taunting him:
Haven't I been by his side for a thousand, a hundred years? Isn't that longer than these ten-odd years?
Back in the Ghost Realm, Xie Yingyuan asked, "So I've passed?"
The King of Hell replied, "Yes. Fan Mingxin has too many distracting thoughts. Let him cool off for a while."
Xie Yingyuan sprang to his feet. "I'm going back."
The King of Hell stared at Fan Mingxin in the long river of human life, now so ill-tempered that he was a different person from before. "Are you sure?"
Who would have thought that the moment Xie Yingyuan borrowed a corpse and climbed out of his coffin, he would see the boy's black boots standing beside him, dark enough to chill him to the bone.
After staring at each other for a long moment, Fan Mingxin suddenly laughed. The sound made Xie Yingyuan's scalp prickle.
P.S. The seme has two personalities. The watered-down Granny Meng's soup caused a problem: one half is the Black Impermanence, and the other is an ordinary junior disciple from a cultivation sect. They will merge into one later!
Theme: Start by cherishing your life
