After My Disciple Mistook Me for His White Moonlight

[The former leader of the immortal sect lazes about: carefree, unruly, moonlight-white master top x divine second-generation immortal who descends to repay a favor and pursue love: devoted, stone-faced, adorable disciple bottom]

Pei Lezhi transmigrated as the greatest genius in the cultivation world. Only when he was about to ascend did he learn that he'd been someone else's hired fighter for five hundred years.

The original was the reincarnation of a wisp of a celestial lord's soul. The day the celestial lord's true body woke up would be the day this incarnation returned to its source.

Everyone in the world knew his name for a lifetime of vanquishing demons. It had all been paving the way for someone else.

His cultivation was tainted, and the Daoist Master Changle was displeased. He personally split their souls apart, ending their ties for good.

The celestial lord ascended to heaven with his lover and returned to the celestial realm to report in. Pei Lezhi, drained and dying, had only three years left to live.

But he adjusted to his circumstances quickly: life is short, so enjoy yourself while you can!

He spent his life savings on a luxurious immortal palace and hired a crowd of servants. He fell from being the leader of the immortal sect to becoming a cautionary tale for cultivators everywhere, and he was having the time of his life.

But his blissful retirement was disrupted by a new disciple.

This boy's talent surpassed that of everyone across the Nine Provinces. He was even more astonishing than Pei Lezhi had been in his dazzling youth.

This peerless talent, whom the ten great immortal sects would fight over, had chosen to seek out Pei Lezhi, a useless invalid, and insisted on becoming his disciple.

When Pei Lezhi asked why, it turned out they were old acquaintances. The kind he had no memory of.

What did the celestial lord's unpaid romantic debts have to do with him?

Pei Lezhi politely asked him to choose another master, but the youth, with his handsome brows and bright eyes, immediately teared up, looking just like a puppy that had been abandoned.

"Master, it took me so long to find you. Please don't reject me."

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A jiao is not a dragon, but is related to dragons.

Yuan Yao became a jiao thanks to a drop of the Heavenly Emperor's blood, but as a young creature without anyone to rely on, he suffered constant bullying.

When the villagers tried to beat the "monster" to death, Daoist Master Changle, who happened to be traveling through the area, recognized the little jiao's true form, saved him, and shielded him.

Daoist Master Changle named him, treated him, taught him to read and write, and taught him immortal arts.

It was the happiest time in Yuan Yao's life as a jiao.

He had been saved, and he would repay that kindness a hundredfold.

But when he returned to repay his benefactor after transforming into a dragon, he discovered...

His benefactor didn't remember him.

#MyMasterReallyIsntYourMoonlightWhite#

#WhatDoYouMeanIDidntMistakeHim#

CP: Pei Lezhi (top) x Yuan Yao (bottom)

■Reader's guide■

☆ A melodramatic amnesia-and-puppy-training story. The top is frail early on.

☆ The master is a mischievous one who says, "What's this? A disciple? I should tease him.jpg"

☆ The disciple is an obedient little puppy (jiao) who thinks, "Master! Love him! Agree with everything!"

☆ My own take on cultivation, with countless original settings. Levels: Qi Refining -> Foundation Establishment -> Golden Core -> Nascent Soul -> Deity Transformation -> Great Ascension -> Tribulation Crossing and Ascension

▼Upcoming novel, My Nemesis Reborn as My Dao Companion, please add it to your favorites:

Immortal Lord Fuling died.

He died in a desperate battle with Evil Li, the Demon Venerable.

Xie Huaize was reborn with a heart full of hatred and immediately ran into Ji Qianyue's utterly punchable pretty-boy face.

His old enemy, whom he'd just blasted to ashes, was holding him close and whispering in his ear, calling him "wife."

Xie Huaize got goosebumps, and the hand holding his sword trembled slightly.

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Good news: He hadn't changed sex.

Bad news: This body belonged to Ji Qianyue's late lover.

The Demon Venerable Evil Li had poured all his magical power into summoning his beloved's soul. How could he have known he would summon this dead man instead?

The whole demon realm knew the Demon Venerable loved his lost-and-found future Dao companion with such fierce devotion that he'd lost his reason, his heart, and his life!

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Xie Huaize had originally resisted this rotten, decadent life of leisure.

But having his former nemesis cater to his every whim was seriously addictive.

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On the day they became Dao companions, on their wedding night,

The Demon Venerable gazed dreamily at his newlywed little Dao companion.

Ji Qianyue swore that the nurturing atmosphere of the demon realm would keep his wife from growing thin and fading away again.

Xie Huaize thought: Is he going to do it or not? If he won't, then I will.

So he took the initiative and thoroughly devoured his old enemy.

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Many years later, Xie Huaize regained his immortal form and led the celestial army in an attack on the demon realm.

The Demon Venerable came to face him alone, without a single soldier. Before the battle, he quietly asked a question.

Ji Qianyue: Immortal Lord, do you still remember who I am?

Xie Huaize: I do. You're my wife.

Ji Qianyue: You want to die! I'll kill you!

Xie Huaize: In... in bed?

#WhatDoIDoMyNemesisSeemsToLoveMeTooMuch-GorgeousButNeverSerious-Top x RevivedHisBelovedButBroughtHisNemesisBackToLife-IncrediblyFierceButDimwittedPuppy-Bottom#

■Reader's guide■

☆ Beautiful top, handsome bottom. One-on-one from beginning to end, and they're each other's first love. No third person.

☆ As for why the one who appeared when Evil Li revived his beloved was Fuling... Read the story to find out!

☆ A little cross-dressing by the top, but no feminizing him or objectifying him, only when the plot calls for it.

Theme: Where there are people, there will be conflict, but where there are people, hope will be born too. Immortals have feelings as well; through individuals, we can see all living beings.