The day Shen Cihan, Venerable Qingxiao, failed to break through, he glimpsed his fate.
In the vision of destiny, he saw his meridians shattered and the immortal sect brought to ruin. The culprit pinched his chin and sneered, "Venerable Qingxiao, when you drove me out of the sect all those years ago, did you ever imagine this day would come?"
When he opened his eyes again, the bloodthirsty, brutal demon from the vision had become a boy, kneeling before him in a wretched state and pleading to become his disciple.
Shen Cihan coughed up blood and casually tossed out his sword, smiling mockingly. "Fine. Pick it up."
After confirming that the demon from his vision was now just a boy who didn't even know how to hold a sword, Shen Cihan took him in as a disciple and raised the little wolf like a dog.
The luckiest and most painful thing that ever happened to Li Jiming was entering Shen Cihan's sect and becoming Venerable Qingxiao's only disciple.
His master was gravely injured, frail, and unpredictable, leaving him constantly anxious and uncertain. So he practiced day and night, hoping to earn even the slightest bit of his master's favor.
Who could have guessed that one day, covered in blood and holding the spirit medicine he had fought to obtain for his master, he would hear his aloof and transcendent master scoff to someone that he had raised him only to take his bones in the future?
Shen Cihan thought he had done a good job teaching his disciple, and gradually let down his guard under the boy's thoughtful care.
He never expected this rebellious disciple to use underhanded methods to chain him to the bed.
Shen Cihan cursed himself for misjudging people. As he watched the rebellious disciple approach step by step, eyes red and breath unsteady, he lifted his wrist, the black iron chains jingling, and sneered, "Want to kill me?"
But the rebellious disciple climbed onto his bed, tears falling as he bit his lips. "Master, what will it take for you to look at me properly?"
Sensitive, suspicious, loyal-dog disciple gong who turns dark x spoiled, cold, cruel, sickly master shou
The master is occasionally kind early on, while the disciple is reasonably filial. Later, they turn into mad dogs tearing at each other, drowning in a sea of resentment and passion. Expect plenty of melodrama and sickly-character elements.
Both are virgins, one-on-one, happy ending. Once the misunderstanding is cleared up, they pursue each other mutually.
Important, so I'll say it three times: the story is told from the shou's perspective, the story is told from the shou's perspective, the story is told from the shou's perspective. Not recommended for extreme fans of either character. Finally, if you like it, welcome!
Starting December 1!
Theme: Master and disciple of one heart, sharing life and death, and the same bed.
