The Immortal I Raised Turned Out to Be a Hopeless Romantic

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After arriving in another world over three hundred years ago, Qin Ye rose from an obscure junior member of the demon race to the position of Demon Venerable.

He had become the most powerful cultivator in the cultivation world.

Yet after finally reaching the top, the newly appointed Demon Venerable found it all dull and meaningless. He was even showing signs of merging with the Dao.

Rather than let the Heavenly Dao benefit, he decided to stir things up and change his frame of mind. Qin Ye planned to personally nurture a future Immortal Venerable, otherwise known as a useful tool.

Wen Jue had suffered one misfortune after another. With no knowledge of the future and no glimmer of hope in sight, he struggled to cultivate through the mire.

His striking beauty had attracted unwanted attention since childhood. Even though the man who sought him out was noble and proud, Wen Jue could not help doubting his intentions.

Watching his useful tool's cultivation get closer and closer to the goal, Qin Ye was very satisfied.

That was until the tool successfully became an Immortal Venerable and came to challenge the Demon Venerable, just as Qin Ye had hoped. Qin Ye was ready to fight with all his might, but stared in astonishment as the young man clung tightly to his waist.

Wen Jue's eyes were bloodshot as he pleaded hoarsely, "Don't leave me."

A steel-straight Demon Venerable gong x a suspicious Immortal Venerable shou who wins himself over through wild imaginings

Reading Guide:

1. This is a gong-centric novel, 1v1.

2. Extreme gong stans, please steer clear. The author welcomes constructive criticism, but trolls should kindly go away.

The next novel will be: My Buddha Does Not Save Sword Cultivators

The day after Shen Wang and He Liancheng got married, a hundred sword cultivators from the great cultivation sect, Myriad Sword Sect, arrived on their flying swords.

No one could have imagined that He Liancheng, an ordinary merchant family's illegitimate son, was the reincarnation of the previous sect master of Myriad Sword Sect.

After regaining the memories of his past life, He Liancheng once again became the aloof Sword Venerable he had been, and left for the sect with his people without a backward glance, leaving Shen Wang compensation worth a fortune.

Before leaving, He Liancheng looked back at Shen Wang with eyes devoid of emotion. A mortal's lifespan was no more than a hundred years. They would never meet again.

At a grand gathering of the cultivation world, He Liancheng, who had been in seclusion for many years, attended alongside the current sect master as an elder of Myriad Sword Sect. His gaze happened to sweep over the seats of Pure Mountain Brahma Palace. His unbreakable sword heart trembled, and he nearly developed a heart demon.

The handsome Buddhist cultivator in black robes had the same deep, familiar eyes. He smiled and nodded to him from afar.

"Patron He, it has been a long time. I hope you are well."

Shen Wang, Dharma name Shifang. A Buddhist cultivator brought back from the mortal world by the Buddha himself. Since birth, his spiritual platform had borne twin golden lotuses. His Buddhist affinity was heaven-sent.

Later, everyone in the cultivation world knew that He Liancheng, the aloof and lofty Sword Venerable of Myriad Sword Sect, had pursued Buddhist cultivator Shifang in vain. His sword heart shattered, he abandoned immortality and became a demon.

Watching He Liancheng's white robes grow dusty and demonic markings spread across his body as he went mad for him, Shen Wang casually toyed with his Buddhist prayer beads and said softly, "I'm sorry. This monk does not save sword cultivators."

A scheming, vengeful Buddhist gong who knows how to flirt x a solitary sword cultivator shou who finally finds love after years alone, only to regret everything too late

Theme: Fear no hardship; break through adversity