Master Is Losing His Memory Every Day

[Third-person narration, xianxia, younger love interest, short story]

I once took a disciple. He later fell to the demonic path.

I expelled him from my sect and took another disciple, but before long, this one ran off after his former senior brother, too.

A group of immortal lords earnestly advised me to stop supplying the demonic path with promising recruits. I sighed. "You don't understand. This is the loneliness of an empty-nest elder who's lived too long."

So I took a third disciple.

He'd had a rough upbringing, but he was thoroughly upright and had no desire to turn to the demonic path. I was relieved.

The only thing was, he was far too devoted to me. Every night, he'd hover outside my room and earnestly say, "Master, I love you."

It gave me a headache.

To help him focus on cultivating the righteous path, I had to lose my memory once a day.

"Master, do you remember what I said last night?"

"Dear disciple, what are you talking about? I seem to have lost my memory. I probably don't remember."

Empty-nest old immortal lord Master, the shou x reserved, devoted puppy-like disciple, the gong

Theme: