My Master's Persona Changes Every Day

[Exclusively published on Jinjiang Literature City] Qu Changyi failed his tribulation. When he awoke, he had become a madman, moody and unpredictable, throwing the cultivation world into a panic. With the former Immortal Venerable on the verge of becoming a demon who would bring calamity upon the world, the System finally jumped in and found the only person who could control its crazy Host: You Xuan, Qu Changyi's personal disciple in this world. You Xuan was surprised when the System found him. His master treated him well, but always kept him at a distance, as though there were an impenetrable layer of ice between them. It was enough to make anyone nervous... System: Don't believe it. He's pretending. You Xuan, nervously: Th-then should I try? The next day, Qu Changyi attacked the border again, just as he was about to cause trouble and break open the seal on the Myriad Demons. You Xuan finally worked up the courage to chase after him and gently hooked a finger around his sash. Qu Changyi turned around, his eyes filled with terrifying bloodlust. You Xuan's voice trembled. "Master, let's go back. I'm scared..." A moment later, the murderous aura around Qu Changyi dispersed. He really did stop causing trouble, silently picking up his soft, little disciple and carrying him away. From then on, You Xuan became the leash holding Qu Changyi back. The entire cultivation world wished they could treat him like an ancestor and worship him, terrified that Qu Changyi would go on another rampage. They couldn't beat him, but they couldn't scold him either. You Xuan gradually realized that his master's personality changed every morning when he woke up. Sometimes he was cold and cruel, other times warm as spring, with no rhyme or reason. The one thing that never changed was that he always listened to You Xuan. The old Qu Changyi had never gone easy on him. He scolded him when he deserved it and punished him when he needed it, so You Xuan had always assumed that his master, a heaven-sent genius, must regret taking on such a useless disciple. Until one day, his master hid him away in a gilded cage. Qu Changyi refused to see anyone and set layers of wards around the house. Only then did he finally relax, gathering his beloved treasure in his arms. Like an oversized dog, he nuzzled and kissed him, breathing in the sweet scent at his neck. You Xuan froze, calling to him like a fledgling. "Master..." Qu Changyi's gaze was obsessive and deep. His fingertip fell on You Xuan's lips. "Don't call me Master. Call me husband." - After ascending and becoming a god, Qu Changyi learned that You Xuan was the doomed, beloved white moonlight in a substitute romance novel. He had been envied and killed, and later the main character gong met the main character shou, who looked like You Xuan. They became entangled for years before finally getting their happy ending. At last, Qu Changyi understood why the mission required his intimacy with You Xuan to stay below 30 percent, and why it had hurried him to ascend. But it was too late. You Xuan had been pierced by thousands of arrows, his soul scattered long ago. Qu Changyi's inner demons multiplied. He defied the heavens and returned to the moment of his ascension. [A reborn gong with a broken mind x a gentle, sweet, soft beauty shou] ★ The gong is a dog, the shou is his leash. They have a mutual crush. ★ Qu Changyi is the gong, You Xuan is the shou. No switching. ★ The gong is reborn from the start. He's genuinely a little crazy, and the System isn't important. . Preorder: My Well-Behaved Disciple Can't Possibly Be the Villain [A nine-tailed fox shou who just wants to lie flat x a world-weary villain disciple gong] Jiang Han took one wrong step and became the first Sword Venerable on the cultivation continent to drown. Once the pinnacle of the Dao, he transmigrated to the modern world for twenty-six years, earning a basic salary while slaving away on a 996 schedule. Then the System chose him to return to the cultivation continent, and he discovered that a century had passed since he left. System: "You are the chosen one, a descendant of Qingqiu, and bear the blood of a demon god. You've been bullied your whole life, but all that is about to change. You will become the ruler of this continent!" Jiang Han touched his white tail. "Does it pay well?" System: ???? - After the System threw a fit and begged him, Jiang Han finally became the protagonist, though he wasn't very enthusiastic about completing his missions. That is, until the demons invaded and the System got excited. "Look closely. This man is called Ying Fuyai, your sworn enemy, destined to be entangled with you for life. He'll become the supreme ruler of the demon realm, but you'll defeat him, shatter his pride, and become his inner demon!" At the familiar name, Jiang Han's heart stopped. Wasn't that his obedient disciple? - Before transmigrating to the modern world, Jiang Han had only ever taken one disciple. Ying Fuyai was a little beggar he'd picked up off the street. He always called him Master in a sweet, youthful voice and was obedient, hardworking, and utterly devoted to him. But a century later, his well-behaved disciple had grown horns that marked him as a demon. His eyes were blood-red, and he was the Demon Lord everyone hated. They said Ying Fuyai was evil through and through, betrayed his master and ancestors, and willingly abandoned humanity to become a demon. Jiang Han naturally didn't believe those rumors. What nonsense! His precious disciple was obviously the kindest, most adorable child! The mission even required him to obtain Ying Fuyai's heart's blood. Jiang Han's fighting spirit flared. He turned around, clutched his tail, and went to plead pitifully with Ying Fuyai. "Demon Lord, could you give me a drop of your heart's blood to save my life?" The System's warning lights flashed red as it screamed. "Host, please don't get yourself killed. Stay away from danger..." But before it could finish, the great villain stopped and, without hesitation, cut his fingertip and dripped his heart's blood into Jiang Han's palm. - At first sight, Ying Fuyai knew that his master had returned. The demon put away his murderous aura and carefully cradled the spirit fox in his arms. He would never mistake him for anyone else. - Later, the System silently watched as the monsters meant for the protagonist to fight were hacked into bloody messes by the villain, who then brought them over to the Host. Jiang Han swung his little wooden sword. With a swift strike, a voice automatically announced: Congratulations, mission complete. Ying Fuyai looked at him expectantly. Jiang Han stood on his tiptoes and patted his head, then skillfully let his pretty white tail out for Ying Fuyai to play with. The System finally snapped. "Are you training a dog?" - At some point, a fox spirit appeared beside Demon Lord Ying Fuyai. He was clearly useless, yet Ying Fuyai treasured him, treating a fish's eye as a pearl and carefully cherishing him. Then the great demon rose to become the supreme ruler of the demon realm. The other tribes panicked, called a truce, and joined forces, deciding to strike first and kidnap his useless, tender-hearted weakness. They never expected that useless weakling to face them with a wooden sword. How hopelessly overconfident! But just as they prepared to attack, the wood in Jiang Han's hand transformed into a God-Slaying Sword, and snow began to fall across the whole world in an instant. Jiang Han's voice was icy. "It's been a long time since this sword of mine tasted blood." Everyone stopped in their tracks, their eyes wide with shock. "Lin... Linyuan!" The Dao's pinnacle, Linyuan. No one would ever forget that name. A thousand years ago, he suppressed all the races single-handedly, becoming the cornerstone who protected the cultivation world's peace for centuries. He was the greatest swordsman of all! ★ A villain disciple gong who's hopelessly devoted to his wife, with off-the-charts loyalty ★ The shou is a gorgeous fox spirit who expertly pouts and acts cute, but only for his disciple ★ A powerful reborn figure pretending to be useless, refusing all forms of rat race, inside and out. · Theme: Keep moving toward hope, and you'll eventually see the dawn.