Poor Master, You Died Too Soon

Old embarrassing work. The writing is awkward, so read at your own risk. Better yet, don't read it. Luo Junrong had fame and fortune in this life, and considered himself to have no regrets. He began cultivating immortality as a child, and at a young age had already become an elder of Fuyun Sect, the greatest immortal cultivation sect under heaven. Everyone knew that Luo Junrong had taken in a peerless genius as his disciple. He treated this disciple wonderfully, gave him his whole heart, and taught him everything he knew. But nobody knew that he had fallen in love with his disciple. Even fewer knew that after making full use of his master, the disciple cast him into eternal damnation, where he would never be reborn. Before dying, Luo Junrong swore that he would make his disciple suffer a fate worse than death! Perhaps his hatred was too great, because he was reborn. And then there's our protagonist, Yan Qing. Yan Qing: That's right, I'm the unlucky disciple. Sob, sob. P.S. The author's writing is clumsy and needs improvement. Please don't flame me if you don't like it. I'm already working hard to practice! Theme: ...