Tales of the Central Continent's Gossip

Over a thousand years ago, there was once a great demon in the Central Continent of the Upper Immortal Realm, known as the Demon Venerable Guangling. Then one day... he died.

After enjoying several thousand years of peace, the various immortal clans, who had nearly set off firecrackers to celebrate, never imagined that a man who was well and truly dead could reincarnate and cultivate all over again????

And so, eight or nine hundred years later, disaster is about to strike the Immortal Realm once more!

With my half-moon Kunlun saber in hand, I ride my horse, wild and free

When I meet a beauty, I whistle. Catch me if you can

My infamous name drifts everywhere, and I howl with laughter as I stir up trouble and watch the show

Then, one day, my boat capsizes. I'm left dumbstruck, caught by a rogue with no way to escape

Jun Zhuo has always loved beautiful people best. Whenever he sees one, he can't move on without stopping to flirt a little. Only then is his unmentionable desire satisfied.

He never imagined he'd finally get caught out one day: instead of successfully flirting, he'd get taken advantage of by a filthy rogue, who caught him and left him unable to break free or get away ever again.

Please note before reading:

1. Told primarily from the bottom's perspective. Both male leads are sexually inexperienced, and this is a 1v1 pairing: Shuyang x Jun Zhuo.

2. Sly, roguish, and flirtatious top x arrogant, carefree rascal bottom.

3. This story has no logic and no moral compass. If that's not your thing, don't read it.

4. The author is sensitive, so please don't flame the story.

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P.S. To be honest, this story has been sitting on my computer for years. Around three or four years ago, when I was playing the not-so-great Jian Wang 3, a new sect called Changge Men came out. Looking at the sect, a character suddenly appeared in my mind. Later, I dreamed of a man dressed in red vanishing into thin air in a desolate place. When I woke up, I could still hear the dream's piercing wail echoing in my ears. And so this story came to be. I mulled it over and revised it again and again. I thought it might end up gathering dust forever, but with my friends' encouragement, I decided to publish it after all.

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