How to Save the Disabled Beauty

The pretty young man was once an ordinary independent cultivator living in the mountains. He drank the morning dew and rested beneath the pines at night, living a carefree life. Sometimes, he helped woodcutters who had gotten lost in the mountains find their way home. He often went down to the market to buy vegetables from the old men and women at their little stalls, and he also helped injured animals in the forest. He knew that all these things he did were insignificant, so he worked diligently at cultivating, hoping to improve his cultivation soon so that he could help more people. But the Heavenly Dao showed no mercy to his sincere heart. Some brigands, their origins unknown, set their sights on him. They trampled him underfoot, ignored his cries, chopped off all four of his limbs, and left him in the wilderness. He lay on the ground, barely alive. Just as his tears had run dry and his blood was nearly gone, a few little demons found him and carried him back to their cave, saving his life. The pretty young man was remarkably open-minded. Though he was now disabled, at least his tiny inner core was still intact. He could still cultivate and use magic to make up for his body's deficiencies. The pretty young man and the little demons relied on one another and lived together in harmony. But once again, misfortune struck: cultivators discovered the little demons' home. Those people intended to wipe out the entire demon clan, regardless of whether its members were good or bad. The pretty young man used what remained of his body to help the little demons escape. Then he crawled out and clamped his teeth around the leading cultivator's trouser leg, refusing to let go. Fortunately, those people saw that he was a cultivator and thought he might have been forced to live with the demons, so they "rescued" him. The leading cultivator, an older brother, took him home and cared for him attentively. Afraid that crawling around the house would hurt him, he covered the floors with soft snow-bear pelts. The pretty young man had never studied much, so the cultivator brother held him and taught him to read and recognize characters. The pretty young man liked the cultivator brother very much and wanted to be with him forever. But everyone around him told him that the cultivator brother was a scion of an eminent family, a peerless talent. How could he possibly become cultivation partners with someone who had nothing but a ruined body? They told him to give up as soon as possible. The pretty young man wouldn't listen. He thought that even if the cultivator brother didn't like him, he still had to tell him how he felt. One day, he finally gathered the courage to crawl down the corridor and confess to the cultivator brother, only to see two familiar figures standing beside him. They were the two villains who had previously chopped off all four of his limbs. [One-on-one pairing. Xiao Xi will recover fully later on.] Theme: Even a frail, insignificant body can hold on to a kind heart