Fallen to the Demonic Path

A hundred years ago, during the stand-off between the immortals and demons, Venerable Beichen entered the realm of Suihui alone to negotiate with Wen Que. He offered himself as a hostage in exchange for the heads of the great sects, becoming the possession of his former disciple. Wen Que defied his elders and forced Rong Lin into a marriage pact with him. The restraint and coldness instilled by the sect’s rules and precepts meant that even as he was swept into a sea of desire, Venerable Beichen never developed the slightest affection. When they met again a hundred years later, Wen Que thought he should be grateful if Rong Lin didn’t draw his sword and stab him. His master had always rather shatter like jade than bend like a roof tile, and had never known how to show weakness or compromise. Who could have guessed... “Huai’an, I’ve missed you so much.” Was he possessed, or was his master possessed? This wasn’t how the story was supposed to go! Reader’s guide: The story is mainly told through flashbacks, and it isn’t a fluffy romance. I’m not very skilled, the logic is a mess, and my writing is terrible. If it’s not to your taste, please don’t force yourself to read it. Just leave. Thank you. Coming soon: The Rumored White Moonlight Everyone in the industry knew that Fu Yu had a white moonlight he loved but could never have. That wasn’t especially unusual; who didn’t have a white moonlight these days? But abstaining from worldly pleasures for the sake of one was a little too absurd. Everyone was curious about who this white moonlight was, but to this day no one had ever seen their face. They didn’t even know the person’s name. The gossip spiraled out of control, and the rumored white moonlight was gradually turned into a flawless paragon. One day, a friend happened to see the two together in public. Lin Zhi, Fu Yu’s white moonlight, was his contradiction: irritable and gloomy, with gaudy taste. The only thing he might have in common with the rumored white moonlight was... that face of his. Theme: Right and wrong are yours to decide; praise and blame belong to others.