Scheming green-tea snake demon top × possessive widower righteous cultivator bottom
Five years after betraying his master and returning to the demon realm, Fu Chen found his former master at his doorstep, ready to kill him.
There was no chance to explain. Jun Moyan immediately snapped the venomous fangs Fu Chen depended on to survive.
Fu Chen spat out a mouthful of blood and didn’t dare fight back, afraid his master had developed a heart demon.
Instead, his cultivation was sealed, his talisman brush broken, and he was forced to sign a soul pact with his former master.
Weak and expecting to be tortured and skinned alive, he was gently placed in a cozy snake’s nest.
Fu Chen curled into a ball, waiting to die: “...”
Wait, what was that supposed to mean?
A few months after his former master brought him home, Fu Chen realized he seemed to have become Jun Moyan’s pet.
So he draped himself in gauzy robes, pressed close behind Jun Moyan, and lightly twined his fingers in his hair, his voice soft and tender:
“My lord, that secret realm your junior sister asked you to visit sounds so dangerous.”
“Why don’t we stay home?”
“My lord, I like that magic mirror your master asked you to find, too.”
“Why not give it to me to keep me entertained? I want it, too.”
…
“My lord, I’m a demon, after all.”
“If you won’t even let me kill a traitor, how am I supposed to cultivate?”
Clinging to his master’s palm, Fu Chen tried every trick in the book to stop Jun Moyan from doing things for other people.
A gentle flick of his tail was all it took to coax the little immortal, so full of righteousness, onto the broad road of selfishness.
But what was with his lord kissing him in the middle of the night?
The little immortal developed a heart demon, and whenever it took over, he dared to say or do anything.
After the little immortal dragged him into the lake, Fu Chen raised his slender hands to cradle Jun Moyan’s face. His gaze lowered as he gently sank his newly grown fangs into him.
My dear lord, why are you so determined to keep a snake?
Note: A sweet, satisfying romance with a bittersweet edge.
The top is vengeful, has little sense of morality, and is a nasty, scheming flirt who loves putting on an act.
A master of seduction, though a bit dense at first. He doesn’t realize he’s in love, is insecure, and has no limits when it comes to the bottom.
The bottom has been widowed for five years and is soft-hearted. When his heart demon takes over, he may hurt the top.
A senior disciple of a cultivation sect, with a somewhat stronger sense of morality.
Both are pure in body and heart, and belong only to each other.
Theme: Mutual healing and a complementary life together
