The World-Destroying Demon Lord Just Wants a Life with a Wife

Fang Tiaosheng was born into a family of physicians. Approaching thirty, still unmarried and chaste, he ran a medical clinic and was known far and wide as a gentle, refined gentleman.

These days, almost no one knows that in his youth, he once went mad with love.

When he was eighteen, Fang Tiaosheng stole money from his family and eloped with his childhood friend Lu Yangguang.

Lu Yangguang was the illegitimate grandson of a prince. His mother had died young, and he had been sickly since birth. From the age of six or seven, he was abandoned at a country estate to fend for himself. Everyone said he wouldn't live to adulthood.

Fang Tiaosheng couldn't bear to watch Lu Yangguang die.

If ordinary medicine couldn't help, then he'd go find an immortal.

Clinging to the faintest hope, he carried Lu Yangguang over cliffs thousands of feet high, battered and bleeding, until he miraculously encountered an immortal.

It turned out that Lu Yangguang's illness was caused by an immortal root and bones rarely seen even once in ten thousand years. His body, however, had never been tempered and couldn't contain the abundant spiritual energy, so he frequently ran a fever, fainted, and vomited blood.

After becoming a disciple of an immortal master, his childhood friend was saved.

Lu Yangguang struggled to adjust to life in the immortal sect at first, so Fang Tiaosheng waited for him at the foot of the mountain every day, rain or shine.

He waited three years.

Watching Lu Yangguang grow confident and vigorous, no longer in danger of dying, and standing among his fellow disciples like a celestial being, Fang Tiaosheng lowered his head and said, "I want to go home."

Mortals and immortals belong to different worlds.

The first step to becoming an immortal was probably to cut ties with the mortal world.

That was what he thought.

His love for Lu Yangguang meant letting him go.

Seven years later.

One night of thunder and torrential rain, a servant reported that a traveler from far away had knocked at the door, claiming to be an old acquaintance.

Who could it be? Confused, Fang Tiaosheng went to see.

Lu Yangguang sat there alone, soaked through, his clothes in tatters and his whole body in disarray. He smiled meekly. "Ge, the people at the immortal sect kicked me out. I have nowhere else to go. Could you take me in?"

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What Fang Tiaosheng didn't know was this:

The person before him really was the childhood friend he'd thought of constantly for seven years. He was also the great demon who would destroy the world a thousand years later, then return through time.

# Sickly, possessive younger gong x gentle physician shou, both inexperienced, 1v1. During the thousand years after the shou's death, the gong remains a widower.

# I suddenly really wanted to write a bro-and-dog story. Nothing too dramatic, just romance.

Theme: Lovers will find their way to each other