My Master Wants to Confess Every Day

After finishing his seclusion, the Real Person Haoge, Yan Wu, ran into an old fraud who spouted nothing but tales of immortality.

The old fraud said, "Your romantic star is shining bright."

Yan Wu didn't believe him. How could that be possible!

He had spent a thousand years walking alone (single), without even seeing the shadow of a disciple, let alone someone who could become his cultivation partner. So the cold and ruthless Real Person Haoge summoned lightning and gave the old fraud a thorough thrashing.

Hah. His romantic star shining? Impossible.

Then he saw Yuan Huaishui, the young disciple his senior brother, the sect leader, was about to take in.

Round cheeks, round eyes, sweet and soft. The little one's cuteness hit every single one of Yan Wu's weak spots.

The great alchemy cultivator, who had practiced for years, stared until his eyes went straight. He couldn't help thinking the little disciple was a pill spirit that had fallen from the heavens to tempt him.

This was definitely his disciple! So adorable!

Sect Leader: Huaishui, on the path of cultivation, you must choose your own way.

Yuan Huaishui: Sect Leader, I heard there's a Real Person in the sect who's skilled with the sword.

The Sect Leader nodded in approval: That's right.

Yan Wu: Exactly! That's me! I'm that sword cultivator! I'm definitely not the Real Person Haoge, the