Blurb:
They say the righteous and the demonic can never coexist?
Yan Tong refuses to believe in such nonsense. His master is his betrothed,
and he’s his master’s only precious disciple.
How could his master ever bear to go after him?
But the face-slapping comes fast.
Ten years after taking him as a disciple, his master tore out his heart and sealed him away.
A hundred years later, after finally breaking the seal and crawling out of the Demon Abyss,
he believes it now.
The righteous have their righteous path, and demons have their evil ways.
He should just return to the Demonic Realm, fight monsters, and be the Demon King.
But his master has come all this way, barely clinging to life, to find him.
This time, he doesn’t dare get his hopes up.
He’s sure his master has come to represent justice and destroy him.
He gets ready to fight.
But the cold-faced man in front of him says… “Come back and marry me?”
Yan Tong’s handsome face is utterly bewildered.
His master’s three-part marriage proposal: “Our parents arranged the engagement. I regret it. Will you let me love you?”
Yan Tong’s three-part rejection: “No. You’re sick. Get away from me.”
But as one unexpected event follows another, Yan Tong thinks he may be about to eat his words again…
Short version: Someone who has never been loved finds the deepest tenderness in someone who feels nothing.
I knew not what light was, so I made you my light.
1. Younger disciple. Severely touch-starved apprentice (Yan Tong) x emotionally detached master (Ji Heng)
2. Not a conventional cultivation story; neither lead has to worry about leveling up.
3. Both leads are each other’s one and only.
5. Not a scum gong and doormat shou story.
6. If you don’t like it, please click X.
7. A happy ending is my last stubborn conviction.
8. May the world be at peace, and may I be happy and silly.
Theme:
This is a book in which the author tries his best to be sweet, but the more he writes, the more sadistic he becomes. There is sugar, yes, sugar is basically in the memories, making it impossible to eat sweets properly and making you nervous. After returning to the present, the sweetness in the memories has turned into the bitterness of the present. After going back and forth for several rounds, the abuse points increased exponentially. To be honest, I cried from the beginning to the end, and I was numb until the last few chapters (including when Yan Yan died). ? All I can say is that the author is a good hand at sadism. Nowadays he is doing this unconsciously. If he writes about sadism in the future, I will definitely be heartbroken to watch it. I'm exhausted now and don't want to write a book review seriously, but I still want to correct my name. This is a good book: the plot is compact and coherent, and there is a proper buffer, so you can read it in one go without getting tired; the writing is excellent and adapts to the plot; the characters are flesh-and-blood, without rigid character labels; the plot is a bit bloody, but it doesn't feel vulgar at all... In short, highly recommended! Above.
I remember when I was reading the article, I went through the comments and saw many people saying that it was not abusive and that it was very sweet. I actually cried because it was so sweet that my heart ached. (っ╥╯╰╥C) The article is really, really, really good, very good, worth reading. I won't lose money by investing in it, but my tears in this article are worthless??
Damn, what did you do in Chapter 80? Why is it locked? I don't have to see what to do.
Damn... Let's catch insects...
Congratulations on the completion of my Spicy Chicken Beans, hahahahahaha, spread the flowers, mua.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… ah strip-going-old-too-old-too-old-too-old- almost-crying situations TT
Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh sweetness
I didn't have time to code, and the whole week of moving bricks has been wasted. I'll get up at six o'clock tomorrow to code! Ten thousand words updated tonight! Ah! Let's fight!
It's almost over. It's not sweet at all.