My Dao Companion Always Thinks I'm a Scumbag

[The plot is melodramatic and the logic is dead. There will be a love-triangle showdown later on, so proceed with caution.] [Coming soon: After My Bedmate Seized Power. Blurb at the very bottom.] Immortal Venerable Qingyuan and the Demon Lord became cultivation partners, but the Demon Lord's cultivation went awry, leaving him constantly split into different personalities. Every time, he gets jealous of himself. The Immortal Venerable rubs his temples as he gathers his partner's scattered souls and pieces them back together. It's... honestly a tough job! One: The man's features are sharp and exquisite, and beneath his ink-black eyes, the ice on a lake seems to glint. He speaks softly, as if whispering sweet nothings to a lover. "Worried about him, hmm?" The man scoffs, malice dripping from his voice. "What a pity. I'm about to kill him." Qingyuan: ...Don't be silly. He's really just my disciple. Two: His partner smokes and drinks late into the night. Qingyuan kindly tells him to cut back. The man looks up through the smoke, revealing bloodshot, drunken eyes. He speaks with a self-deprecating smile. "That's true. This way, I don't seem like him." Qingyuan: Hold on. Explain yourself. Who are you supposed to be like? A few days later, he receives a string of messages: Can we please not break up? Qingyuan: ...I never meant anything like that. Three: The man, dressed in a suit, stands straight as a snow-covered pine. His gaze is dark, yet his voice is astonishingly calm. "My younger brother will never come back. You can think of me as him." Qingyuan: ...This time there's too much drama. I can't keep up. He thought the love triangle between the older brother and younger brother was as complicated as it could get. Then a showdown involving an emperor and the Creator God came along. ----- Blurb for After My Bedmate Seized Power ----- Top's POV: Top's POV: The year Xi Han first met Yin Yansheng, Yin Yansheng was only nineteen. In a glittering, booze-filled club, fear and ferocity mingled in his eyes. He looked like a wild little beast, rebellious and frightened all at once. Xi Han took one look and softened, bringing him to his side. Five years have passed, and Xi Han has lost his grip on power. The company now belongs to Yin Yansheng. His bedmate still looks the same, but all the awkwardness and innocence have faded away. Calmly straightening his cuffs, he says, "I can leave you with nothing now." His dissolute friends laugh and say Xi Han raised himself a little wolf cub. Xi Han only lowers his eyes and lights a cigarette. In the flickering glow, he says evenly, "I'm afraid I'll lose both my money and myself." Bottom's POV: Yin Yansheng met Xi Han at the lowest point of his life, at nineteen. He married him at twenty-two, and even after five years together, he still feels he hasn't truly won Xi Han's heart. So what can he do? Yin Yansheng thinks he can only use these material things to force Xi Han's hand. This novel focuses on the top's perspective. It may not suit readers who are fans of the top, the bottom, or either character in particular. If you don't like it, don't hesitate to leave. Theme: The road is long, but none of it is wasted. As time passes, we all become better.