What Bad Intentions Could a Younger Man Have?

Coming soon to my author page: "Immortal Venerable, Your Disciple Has Been Secretly Kept by a Taoist Priest." Please add it to your collection.

One-line premise: A bastard of a master drives his disciple to her death, then chases her through a hellish road to win her back. The Taoist priest abandons his vows and turns into a domineering CEO who spoils his wife without restraint.

Blurb:

When Qi Yan introduces Fu Xiao to everyone as her younger brother,

everyone agrees aloud, but their eyes fall on the possessive hand at Qi Yan's waist.

The owner of that hand turns around and whispers in Qi Yan's ear:

“That's not what you called me yesterday, sis.”

To Qi Yan, meeting Fu Xiao was nothing but an accident.

She has no idea that Fu Xiao had planned it for a long time and was always ready for the chance.

She still remembers the day she had just left the hotel when a friend called.

“Ms. Qi, I heard you didn't go home last night?”

A handsome young man's face flashes through Qi Yan's mind.

She curls her lips and says, “I found myself a treasure.”

But if she could turn back time, she would never have said that about Fu Xiao.

Qi Yan stares in disbelief as a client introduces his son to her.

And her treasure is now looking perfectly obedient as he calls her “sis.”

Qi Yan slaps away Fu Xiao's wandering hand and asks sternly:

“How old are you, exactly?”

Fu Xiao buries his face in the crook of Qi Yan's neck and chuckles.

“Don't worry, I won't make you break the law.”

Ms. Qi, who dutifully tutors Fu Xiao, has no idea that her wolf cub corners high schoolers every week to get their exams.

“Brother Fu, you're in college already. Why do you want our high school exams?”

“For tutoring.” Fu Xiao looks with satisfaction at the low-scoring math test in his hands.

That night, the wolf cub looks aggrieved.

“Sis, my math score improved a little this time, but I still didn't pass.”

When his lie is finally exposed, Ms. Qi storms off.

That night, Qi Yan is cornered in front of her desk.

Fu Xiao, looking utterly lost, holds her tightly in his arms, his eyes red as he says:

“Sis, you haven't spoken to me all day. Are you going to leave me?”

(Blurb screenshotted on November 12.)

Blurb for "Immortal Venerable, Your Disciple Has Been Secretly Kept by a Taoist Priest"

Everyone in the spirit realm knows that Si Qing died after summoning heavenly lightning upon herself.

No one expects her to come back to life, let alone in the mortal realm, where technology has advanced by leaps and bounds over the past ten thousand years.

Ten thousand years ago, in the Netherworld Sea

“Master, do you really want me dead that badly?”

Covered in blood, Si Qing looks at the ethereal Lord Yunhua with despair in her eyes.

“Si Yuan needs your spirit essence as an ingredient for medicine.”

Yunhua turns his gaze aside, but without hesitation he thrusts Wenqing, the sword in his hand, at his only disciple, Si Qing.

What he never expects is that Si Qing will summon heavenly lightning upon herself.

“Let Heaven and Earth bear witness, let the sun and moon be my testimony. Even if I am torn to pieces and my soul scattered, I will never become an ingredient for anyone else's medicine.”

Ten thousand years later, in the spirit realm

“Disaster! Lord Si Qing's soul lamp has reignited!”

The news sets the entire spirit realm abuzz.

The first to leave is none other than Lord Yunhua, who personally drove Si Qing to her death and has taken no disciples in the ten thousand years since.

The mortal realm

“Little Taoist, aren't you afraid I'll eat you?” A pair of beautiful legs slowly drapes over Feng Chi's shoulders.

The stern-faced Feng Chi furrows his brows, closes his eyes, and slowly recites a calming mantra, wondering what kind of demon he has rescued.

“You short-lived little thing. Do you know that my name is Si Qing?”

Later, the entire business world knows that the retired Taoist priest, now CEO Feng, spoils his wife without restraint, giving her the stars if she asks, and never settling for the moon.

The Taoist priest, who once constantly recited calming mantras, now massages his beauty's feet with rose oil in one hand.

“As long as you don't leave, I'd gladly let you eat me.”

Taoist Feng's motto on spoiling his wife: Don't think I won't touch you just because I'm wearing Taoist robes. Even without them, I'm still a rogue.

(Blurb screenshotted on March 18, 2021.)

Theme: Love the person who can't bring themselves to be harsh with you, no matter how angry they are. Stay devoted to what you love, no matter how exhausted you are.