Pei Yanqiu is the youngest junior disciple in his sect, aloof and transcendent, with extraordinary talent.
But he is blind in both heart and eye. When he dies, his cultivation vanishes, and someone even steals his core. After death, not a single wisp of his soul remains.
In his final moments, Pei Yanqiu is filled with grief as he thinks of his wild-grown disciple, Zhao Xuancheng. The boy took a sword blow for him and died at the Demon Lord's hands at just eighteen.
Given a heaven-sent chance to live again, Pei Yanqiu decides to sever all ties and abandon love, focusing solely on cultivation. He will concern himself with no worldly attachments and help his young disciple ascend alongside him.
To attain the Dao and ascend as soon as possible, Pei Yanqiu diligently cultivates and raises his disciple.
Feeling guilty, he shows Zhao Xuancheng exceptional favoritism, making everyone in the sect envious. They openly accuse him of being biased.
Pei Yanqiu thinks, Zhao Xuancheng lost his life for me. What's wrong with treating him a little better? If anything, he still feels he hasn't done enough.
*
On the night of the Qixi Festival, Zhao Xuancheng finds Pei Yanqiu in the back mountain, dressed in white as pure as snow and drunk beneath a tree.
A hint of helplessness softens his cold, sharp features. His swordlike brows lift as he bends down to pick Pei Yanqiu up, only for the other man to wrap his arms around his neck. "Zhao Xuancheng, do you like me?"
Zhao Xuancheng's dark eyes are as deep as the night. He presses his lips together and says nothing.
He carries Pei Yanqiu back to his room, carefully sets him on the bed, and asks in a low voice, "Do you have any feelings for me at all?"
Not long afterward, Pei Yanqiu is cornered at the mountain gate by the scumbag from his past life. Furious, he wants to blast the man with heavenly lightning. Just as he is about to strike, Zhao Xuancheng arrives on his flying sword and puts an arm around him, facing the Demon Lord. "My master is mine."
The Demon Lord looks at Pei Yanqiu. Pei Yanqiu steels himself, loses his head for a moment, and nods.
Zhao Xuancheng: As I thought, Master really does like me.
*
Zhao Xuancheng: "Today, I wish for my master and me to become Daoist partners. We shall bind our hair and wear our matching marriage crowns, our love lasting as long as the heavens."
Pei Yanqiu: "Wait, my disciple, I think you've misunderstood something."
[Reading Guide]
1. A scheming, quick-thinking, shamelessly direct, possessive puppy-like gong x a career-minded, talkative, laid-back beauty of a shizun shou. A master-disciple romance with a younger love interest, raised from childhood!
2. HE ending. Romance and melodrama in equal measure, both are each other's first, and they're both head over heels! A tsundere, sharp-tongued shizun x a direct, overthinking disciple.
Theme: Since ancient times, good and evil have never stood together.