All Eighteen of Your Disciples Are Me

Venerable Ling Feng cultivated the Path of Passion. She was still missing one of the seven emotions and one of the six desires. That day, the sunlight dazzled her eyes, and she sensed her destiny in a trance, discovering the way to ascend.

Was she really supposed to have a passionate master-disciple romance?

So the greatest sect in the cultivation world issued an announcement across the land: Venerable Ling Feng, the strongest cultivator, would take a disciple in one month's time. She would accept only one, and they had to be beautiful, clever, and willing to fall in love with their master.

The first disciple she received came from a poor background but was clever and resilient, like a vibrant green bamboo. Unfortunately, he was far too much of a simp. Venerable Ling Feng didn't like him and sent him back.

The second disciple was the youngest son of the imperial family, graceful and refined. Unfortunately, he was too rigid and bound by etiquette. Venerable Ling Feng didn't like him either, so she sent him back.

The third disciple was sometimes resilient and eager to learn, sometimes graceful and refined, sometimes too much of a simp, and sometimes rigid and bound by etiquette. Venerable Ling Feng still didn't like him...

Later, Ling Feng had an epiphany: disciples couldn't be found by sending them back. She would have to find one herself.

So she went down the mountain in person and carefully selected a handsome, free-spirited, pitiful, and adorable young boy whom she rescued from a demon beast.

Her new disciple was obedient and well-behaved, and he was beautiful. He blushed whenever she teased him. Ling Feng adored him.

After relying on her little disciple to overcome her tribulation, Ling Feng prepared to ascend.

She left all her possessions to her disciple, considering it compensation for their brief romance.

But on the day thunder roared and auspicious clouds filled the sky, just as Venerable Ling Feng had stepped onto the clouds, her disciple grabbed her sleeve in full view of everyone.

His beautiful face was full of panic and reluctance. He said that all the disciples Venerable Ling Feng had taken were him. He said he had driven off tens of thousands of people just to become her disciple. He said he dreamed of being with her.

He begged her through tears, "Don't go."

A beautiful immortal master and her sweet, puppy-like boy

Theme: Stay true to your goals and be honest