The Senior Disciple Doesn't Want to Be Won Over

As the senior disciple of a righteous immortal sect in the cultivation world, I have always been prudent in speech and action, kept to my duties, been kind and helpful, and studied diligently. I devoted myself wholeheartedly to setting a good example for the sect. In my spare time, I sometimes guided my junior brothers and sisters in their cultivation, and sometimes went down the mountain to help people. At some point, all sorts of men and women began gathering around me. Some were as sweet and lovable as little flowers by the roadside; others were as resilient and aloof as white lotuses in the water. Without exception, whenever they came near me, they wore a peculiar look in their eyes. After thinking about it, I realized it was probably maternal love. I know why they want to get close to me. Because I'm a character in a book, the cool-on-the-outside, warm-on-the-inside, handsome, expressionless, and highly skilled second male lead. In the future, I'll fall in love with a man as pure as a lotus emerging from the water. His name is Tang Musu. I'll become infatuated with him, go mad for him, and bang my head against the walls for him, only to die with ten thousand swords piercing my heart. I also know they're approaching me because they all want to win my one-of-a-kind love. But honestly, there's something I'd really like to tell them: Compared to delicate little flowers, I prefer sultry sluts :) Cool and aloof on the outside, snarky on the inside sword cultivator gong x sultry slut demonic supreme being shou Gong-centric, HE, younger gong Two natives falling in love Theme: My heart has someone it loves, and nothing else can sway it