I Heard Everyone Wants to Be My Leg Accessory

Up next, a danmei novel: My Master's Virtue Is Mine to Protect

Blurb:

Du Yi was just cursing how every master-and-disciple novel was all about romance.

Isn't being single great?

Then, in the very next moment, he transmigrated into the novel he'd just been complaining about, as its master.

Du Yi: :)

My time to shine!

He absolutely would not take on any disciples!

Potential disciples? Kick them out!

Servants? Only married old folks!

Cute, fluffy little things? Let's all be sisters!

Let's see who can still come bother him while he eats his fill and waits to die!

Every day, he drinks tea, teases birds, reads storybooks, and rushes to the front row whenever there's gossip.

He's turned into a little groundhog in a melon patch.

But he'd forgotten one thing.

All things in nature have a spirit, and the person he'd transmigrated into was a peerless genius, a spiritual vein even when standing perfectly still.

And so...

One night, Du Yi feels someone standing on his bed.

He gathers his courage and opens his eyes.

A figure rushes into his arms and says in a clear, bright voice,

"My dad said that I should repay the kindness of being given a new life by giving myself to you."

"And only my wife is allowed to touch me, so you have to take responsibility for me, big brother."

"I'm not! I didn't! Don't try to pin this on me!"

"But you said I was handsome today."

Du Yi is at a loss.

The only thing he'd praised today was the nice paper in the storybook he'd just bought.

When did he sexually harass someone's kid...?

Wait?

That very night, a post appeared on the Immortal Net.

Some nameless cultivator: Offering a fortune for a magical artifact that can turn back time! Waiting online! This is urgent!

Cultivator A: Dream on. Anyone powerful enough to have that artifact wouldn't be using the Immortal Net!

Cultivator B: The big brother's right! Stop dreaming, poster!

Later, the post was updated, and everyone went to see the poster's reply.

Poster: Big brother has already fallen asleep on my arm. I'll thank everyone on his behalf.

The cultivators were furious: So single people's lives are worthless, huh? Get back to him and spend every day and night together!

Theme: The source of life: sweet romance