When a Xuanmen Grandmaster Encounters the Supernatural

Xu Wu Qiu, once the pinnacle of the mystic arts, is reborn!

When he opens his eyes, Xu Wu Qiu finds himself in a graveyard.

With countless tombstone photos staring right at him and eerie winds tugging at him like hands... how could he not panic?

Xu Wu Qiu: "Of course I'm panicking! I actually got reborn!"

Ghosts: "We're the ones panicking! What kind of monster is this? He took me out with one move!"

After being reborn, Xu Wu Qiu discovers that life has lost all its challenge.

Whether it's the White Wax Bodhisattva, the coffin beneath the bridge, or the corpse hanging from a beam in a Republican-era mansion... They're all too weak. He can't even be bothered to take them out in one hit.

So he simply finds a corner, pours himself a cup of tea, and snacks on sunflower seeds while watching his fellow exorcists get scared out of their wits, weeping and wailing.

Sigh! Life is just too dull.

His fellow exorcists are at their wits' end. "It's not that life is too dull, it's that you're way too strong! Hey, ghosts, would you mind looking over there? That guy's snacking on seeds like he's having the time of his life. He clearly doesn't take you seriously!"

The ghosts turn their heads slightly and see the golden protective light around Xu Wu Qiu nearly blinding their titanium-alloy dog eyes.

They turn away trembling. Can't see it, can't see it. They can't see a thing.

In his previous life, Xu Wu Qiu did whatever he pleased, idled away his days, and spent his time drunk and lost in worldly pleasures. He thought no one in this world truly wanted him to live.

But who could have guessed that someone had always treated him with all their heart, even willing to die for him?

...And that person was the highest-ranking leader of the mystic sect, who had openly treated him with disdain for ten years.

He idled away his days; that person performed their duties impartially.

He talked nonsense; that person was calm and quiet.

He was frivolous; that person was aloof and ascetic.

He was a rogue all his life; that person was serious all their life. They were born to be at odds...

So, even as he lay dying, Xu Wu Qiu couldn't understand why that lofty figure had given their life for him...

He scoffed. Why would they do that?

In his new life, he won't go against that person anymore. He wants to be a "good boy"... at least in front of them.

He wants to change many things, such as his attitude toward the world, and, more importantly... the ending he shares with that person.

The bottom's good behavior is only temporary. The more upright he acts in front of the top, the more disastrous things will get when his true nature is revealed.

Bottom: You can't catch me... la la la...

Top: I want to beat him to death, but I can't bring myself to.

* Aloof, ascetic older top vs. powerful, sweet-on-the-outside, black-hearted bottom.

* The bottom remembers every kindness and wrong, and always repays them in kind. Don't expect him to play fair.

* Little angels, feel free to point out typos. There are little red packet rewards!

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