This Master Isn't Quite Up to the Job

A gas explosion sent Mo Changhuai's soul into a world where everyone cultivated immortality. His senior brother, the sect leader, forced him to take in a tiny disciple who looked like a bean sprout.

Mo Changhuai: I have no experience. I don't know how to raise a disciple.

Senior Brother: It's fine. Just keep them fed.

So, with the idea of raising the little flowers of the motherland to become pillars of the nation, he finally completed his task after putting his disciple through countless ordeals.

Just when he thought he could spend the rest of his days carefree, wandering the world, he discovered a serious problem.

His disciple, a little lamb on the surface but a big bad wolf underneath, not only remembered his past life, but also seemed to have some rather abnormal preferences...

Li Qingzhou smiled wickedly. "Master, I've always wanted to get to know you more deeply. The kind of knowing where you know my length and I know your depth."

Mo Changhuai darkened his expression and cursed, "Get lost! You wicked disciple! No way!"

The most frightening thing in the world is that some people grow bent as you raise them, and some roads go crooked as you walk them.

Dominant, obsessive disciple gong VS easygoing, unreliable master shou

Theme: Only after enduring the torments of hell can you gain the strength to conquer heaven.