My Disciples Want to Kill Me to Prove the Way

The thing Lu Qingyan is proudest of in his life is having four exceptionally talented disciples.

His eldest disciple is composed and stern, a born prodigy.

His second disciple is like snow atop a mountain, a cool and beautiful man.

His third disciple, whom he adopted, has a half-demon bloodline, outstanding talent, and a studious approach to cultivation.

His fourth disciple was entrusted to him by an old friend. He inherited a unique skill and a fortune, and is a little rich kid.

Every one of his disciples is brilliant and makes rapid progress.

The only downside is that they all want to kill him to prove their Dao.

Worse still, they succeed.

Later, he gets lucky and comes back to life. He packs up and runs away that very night.

He goes as far away as possible, and brings along the ugly egg he just picked up.

Who would have thought that his disciples, having succeeded in proving their Dao, would regret it and chase after him one by one, eager to profess their true feelings and pour out their hearts?

Lu Qingyan: I'm already dead. Can't you all just leave me alone?

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