I Lost My Memory After Flirting with My Dao Companion

One-line summary: Wake up from a nap, and you've got a partner.

Bai Su, a fox demon imprisoned in the Demon-Suppressing Tower, realized something strange was happening to him. Every few days, he would wake up aching all over, as if he'd fought the little demons during the night.

The little demons all claimed to know nothing and kept their distance, too afraid to approach him.

Then one day, he woke from a daze to find himself lying on a stone bed. Beside him slept a handsome man with a slender build and delicate features, bound with rope.

Still dazed, Bai Su noticed that one end of the rope was in his own hand. Who was this?

The man looked up at him. "Playing dumb? Where's the bravado you had last night when you forced me to marry you?"

A few days later, Bai Su found the man lying beside him again, watching him with a cold gaze.

A pile of torn clothes lay scattered beside them, and the man was covered in scratches.

The little fox looked at his claws, panicked, changed back into his true form, and fled to his den.

What happened? Why can't I remember a thing?

Adorable little fox uke Bai Su × cool and aloof disciple seme Zhezhu

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Dao Shengli accidentally wandered into the Void Dao Mirror, where he found a dragon egg. The egg had formed from the spiritual energy of the Void Dao Mirror, and if its cultivation followed the righteous path, it could become an immortal.

But he accidentally glimpsed heaven's secrets and learned that this being would become a demon in a later age, straying further and further from the right path and plunging the human realm into an endless hell for the sake of his own selfish desires.

To prevent disaster once and for all, he decided to kill it first.

But the egg hatched, and a little boy emerged, obediently calling him "Master."

The child was pure and clear-eyed, nothing like the mad, obsessive figure in the prophecy. Since they were fated to meet, Dao Shengli had no choice but to keep him by his side for now, guide him in cultivation, and name him Jun Tong.

Jun Tong was afraid of the dark and didn't dare sleep alone. "Master, I'm scared. Can I sleep beside your bed? I've learned to recite the Daoist scriptures."

Jun Tong was afraid of pain. Whenever he got hurt, he went to his master. "Master, it hurts. Could you blow on it for me?"

Jun Tong was afraid of bitter medicine and needed his master to hold him while he drank it. "Master, it's so bitter. I don't want to drink it."

No matter how you looked at it, Jun Tong didn't seem obsessive or mad in the slightest. He was so obedient that it made your heart ache.

Then one day, Dao Shengli's destined partner appeared, and he realized that Jun Tong's obedience was all an act.

Jun Tong twirled a lock of his hair and smiled. "Master, wasn't I good at pretending to be obedient? Why are you still looking for him?"

Dao Shengli didn't answer. He only gazed out the window beside him.

Jun Tong didn't care. "Master, I know you have no heart. I don't mind. So, Master, how about having a child with me?"

Dao Shengli turned to him in disbelief. He never imagined that the disciple he had raised with his own hands could harbor such thoughts.

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The immortal and ghostly paths had been at war for tens of thousands of years. He, Wen Shuyan, and Jun Jianxing had been entangled for thousands of them.

For a thousand years, he had relished it. Just thinking about dragging the lofty Daoist Lord down from his high seat had filled him with excitement.

But after an accident, his subordinates betrayed him. Jun Jianxing captured him with a sword and took him back to the Daoist sect, where he became a prisoner.

In the dungeon,

he looked at the sword pressed to his forehead. Far from being afraid, he was intrigued. Smiling, he said, "Daoist Lord, is this love turned to hate? Did you kidnap me, young master, because you want to... cultivate together?"

Jun Jianxing frowned at his joke, then glanced at the filthy dungeon. "You want to do it here?"

Wen Shuyan: ????

In the days that followed, Wen Shuyan saw Jun Jianxing more often than he had in the previous thousand years. He was even moved out of the dungeon and into the Daoist Lord's residence.

If they hadn't been on opposite sides, he might have thought Jun Jianxing was genuinely interested in him.

Still, if the Daoist Lord wanted him, Wen Shuyan wouldn't refuse. Who wouldn't want a taste of the Daoist Lord?

When he eventually returned to the ghostly path, rumors spread that he had betrayed it for the Daoist Lord, the number one in the immortal way, and even gone to suffer punishment in the Infernal Prison for his sake.

Wen Shuyan: Nonsense! Which idiot with a death wish is spreading this crap? If the young master catches him, I'll rip his arms off.

"Young master, it's bad! Jun Jianxing is here!"

"So what if he's here? He can't just break into my palace. What's there to be afraid of?" Wen Shuyan said unconcernedly.

But the next moment, the palace gates were kicked open, and Jun Jianxing appeared, his aloof figure framed by the doorway. He fixed Wen Shuyan with a cold gaze. "Come back with me."

Wen Shuyan raised an eyebrow as he watched Jun Jianxing venture alone into the ghostly realm and all the way to his palace.

The number one Daoist Lord in the immortal way really was naive. He believed ghostly lies.

He gave a soft laugh. "It was just an act, Daoist Lord. You actually believed it? Still, if you're willing to stay and serve me, young master, I suppose I could play along a little longer."

Making the Daoist Lord serve him would surely break the hearts of everyone in the Daoist sect.

Even if Jun Jianxing refused, the offer was humiliating enough.

Jun Jianxing looked at him, then said, "All right."

Wen Shuyan: ????

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