Reborn, My Master Became the Cultivation World's White Moonlight

The neighboring novel, "After the Pretty Fool Pretended to Be the Dead White Moonlight," is now open for follows! The blurb is at the very bottom! [Blurb] The novel is complete. Please support the official release! One-on-one romance, master and disciple, younger seme and older uke. An obsessive, devoted, multiple-personality disciple seme x a cool, aloof master uke. Since ancient times, famous generals have been like beautiful women: no one wants to see them grow old. When chaos engulfed the cultivation world, Lin Changci, an elder of a sect, rescued people across the land, repaired the souls of countless immortal officials, and turned the tide of the war. But after peace returned to the four seas, he was locked in the Soul-Severing Tower on charges that he had demonic blood or was a spy. In the end, his soul scattered and his spirit vanished. - Reborn in a small mountain village, Lin Changci thought that after having his soul scattered once, his heart had turned to ashes. Unexpectedly, he rescued a bullied little stray. Afterward, the kid followed him everywhere, like a puppy that couldn't leave its den. He thought of nothing but Lin Changci, and his bright eyes softened Lin Changci's heart. They lived in seclusion in the mountains for over ten years. The little stray grew into a handsome, elegant young gentleman, but only grew more dependent on Lin Changci, chasing after him every day to ask for a head pat. To correct the kid's dependence on him, Lin Changci finally decided to leave the mountains and see the world. He never expected that ten years after his soul had scattered, his name would still be known throughout the cultivation world. Only now, instead of being a controversial spy who colluded with demons, he was...the doomed white moonlight who had longed for the world and was desired by everyone? A junior fellow disciple from his sect: Senior Brother was always kind and upright, but he was harmed by treacherous villains. An immortal lord he once saved: Elder Lin is noble and spotless. He could never have been a demonic spy. The sect leader of Feiyan Sect: I've admired Elder Lin for a long time. Sadly, he's gone, and there's nowhere left to remember him. His senior disciple: Master was perfect in every way. He just left us too soon. The kid who left the mountains with Lin Changci: ... Is the whole cultivation world my rival in love?! Seme's POV: In Wen Huai's eyes, his master was like the moon above the mountains, visible but impossible to reach. He stayed by Lin Changci's side for nine years. Even though he received no more than a sliver of moonlight, his longing grew little by little until it became a madness. He wanted to drag his master down from his lofty heights, watch him sink into the muddy world and be unable to escape. Yet he feared that if he grabbed that moonlight, he would hurt it and crush it to pieces. Wen Huai always thought he had hidden his feelings well, and that he could stay by his master's side for a long, long time. Until Lin Changci's soul scattered. No one alive, no body dead. Wen Huai refused to believe his master was simply gone. He searched like a madman, even using a secret technique to split off a wisp of his soul and search for Lin Changci's scattered remnants. But he was nowhere to be found. That moonlight had shattered completely. Just as Wen Huai was about to cast off his peaceful facade and wreak havoc on the hypocritical righteous path, Lin Changci came back to life right in front of him. And he brought a new disciple with him. The disciple was younger and more lively than Wen Huai, and knew better how to win their master's favor. Watching it all, Wen Huai's eyes nearly split with rage. He was so jealous he could have gone mad. Only in the end did he learn that the new disciple was none other than the remnant soul he had split off years ago. Wen Huai: ?! #MyRivalInLoveIsActuallyMe# 1. The blurb was archived on Weibo on October 25. 2. The main romance is Wen Huai x Lin Changci, not the little stray x Lin Changci from the blurb. 3. The cover features Lin Changci. 4. Feel free to follow or unfollow. No need to let me know. [Blurb for "After the Pretty Fool Pretended to Be the Dead White Moonlight"] A pampered, pretty, silly actor uke x a composed, controlling, icy seme. Both are each other's first, one-on-one romance. Rong Xuanhe dreamed every day of becoming a star who'd taken the world by storm. One day, he opened his eyes and found himself transmigrated into a pretty young man's body in a cultivation-world pleasure house. The young man would rather die than give in. Just as Rong Xuanhe was weighing whether running away or fighting back would get him killed faster, an important guest suddenly asked for him by name. The kind of guest who takes what he wants by force. A white-robed god of slaughter, his expression cold, slaughtered his way through the pleasure house with a single sword. The blade flashed and landed in front of the hapless young man who hadn't managed to dodge in time. Everyone in the room trembled in fear. Not one dared to speak. "This one," the man said coolly, looking at him. "I want him." And just like that, poor Rong Xuanhe was forced to become his sugar baby. On their journey together, Rong Xuanhe happened to hear that the god of slaughter had been a widower for many years, and once had a long-dead Daoist partner who was his white moonlight. He looked at the god's sword, then at his own fragile neck, and squeezed his eyes shut. ...It's just a stand-in romance, right? He'd play along! He endured the immortal attendants' scorn and disdain as he brought the god food, fussed over him beneath his cold gaze, and secretly prepared a birthday gift for him. On a pitch-black snowy night, he even offered himself as a human warmer and crawled into the god's bed. Unfortunately, the bed didn't get warm. Rong Xuanhe caught a chill first and burned with fever, delirious. The god of slaughter, who had always been unmoved by everything, leaned over him. Rong Xuanhe thought he was about to be killed, so he clutched the covers tighter and tried to escape. The other man grabbed him by the waist and pulled him back, making him sniffle in fright. The god frowned. "You're this upset over taking medicine?" He set the bowl down and was about to get up when the young man's limp hand wrapped around him. Tears made the corners of Rong Xuanhe's eyes and the tip of his nose faintly red. He whispered, "It's so bitter. Kiss me..." That night, Rong Xuanhe was taken to bed by the god of slaughter while still dazed. The usually cold-hearted Sword Venerable Su Wenchuan kept a mortal by his side, granting his every request and spoiling him without limit. More incredible still, this person was suspected of being Su Wenchuan's long-dead, faithless black moonlight. The news caused an uproar throughout the cultivation world. A reckless cultivator sneaked into Zaiyun Palace, hoping to catch a glimpse of this "black moonlight," but happened upon the Sword Venerable chasing a runaway bird. With nowhere left to run, the young man curled up beneath the steps. A spirit lock circled his ankle, and the kiss marks on his snow-white neck were impossible to hide. He looked spoiled and aggrieved. "It was all an act. I already came clean... Why won't you let me go?" He didn't want to be tossed around in bed anymore. The white-robed immortal lord advanced step by step, his voice unnervingly calm. "I know." Rong Xuanhe froze. Wait, what do you mean, you know?! Seme's POV: #TheFaithlessWhiteMoonlightIsBack# #PretendingToHaveAmnesiaSoundsFun# #WhatWasThePointOfGettingMarriedThenRunningAway# Theme: Don't give up too easily. Light will always come after darkness.