The Genius Was Crippled and Became My Dao Companion

[Content warnings: The gong has an ex. They’re a disposable side character, not someone he still cares about, and they only get face-slapped! There’s a scene where a side character tries to humiliate the gong! They die within half a chapter. The shou heals the gong! The shou handles the pastoral lifestyle, while the gong face-slaps the vicious antagonists! At first, the gong thinks the shou is here to humiliate him, but that’s not the case. Later, he falls hard. Please respect the author and readers who enjoy this story.] Lazybones Ye Huangui was dragged out by a friend to watch the festivities, never expecting to catch a wedding ball falling from the sky and accidentally become the husband of Tan Duozhi, a crippled former genius from a cultivation sect! Still dazed, he was sent into the bridal chamber, where he saw Tan Duozhi sitting in a wheelchair, his face ashen. As expected of a genius. Even as a cripple, he was so devastatingly… captivating… Having been disabled in his previous life, Ye Huangui immediately sympathized with him and found himself a goal for the future: he would take good care of this beautiful man and help him rediscover his love of life! Tan Duozhi had extraordinary talent, and his cultivation had always progressed smoothly. Just when he was a hair’s breadth from ascending, his closest confidant betrayed him. His spiritual root was destroyed and his cultivation completely wiped out. Overnight, the pride of the heavens fell from his pedestal and became a useless cripple despised by his sect. The sect wanted to avoid trouble, so it decided to get rid of him by widely sending out invitations to the immortals, seeking him a husband. Of the cultivators who came, nine out of ten had a grudge against him, and the last was his love rival. Heartbroken, Tan Duozhi casually tossed the wedding ball. He wanted to see what other ways the Heavens could find to humiliate him. But the man who entered the bridal chamber was someone he had never seen before, and his cultivation was only a little better than an ordinary person’s. Tan Duozhi: They really went to a lot of trouble. They even came up with this way to humiliate me. Ye Huangui: Better to scrape by than to die. Once you’re dead, you have nothing, but as long as you’re alive, there’s hope. From now on, you can stay with me. If I have food, you won’t go hungry. I’m a great cook! Tan Duozhi: Hah… Useless. Years later, after avenging himself, Tan Duozhi wiped the blood from his sword and turned to leave. Everyone was astonished. “True Immortal Tan, now that you’ve avenged yourself, don’t you have anything to say?” Tan Duozhi: “No. My husband’s almost done making dinner, so I’m going home to eat.” Optimistic, resilient, little-angel shou x cool, reserved, reborn-from-the-flames gong [Thanks to @PolygonMoon for the cover art. Their illustrations are absolutely gorgeous; see their Weibo for the full-size version!] Coming up next: I’ll Keep the Three Realms at Peace [Gourmet], by yours truly Everyone in the cultivation world knew that the Demon Emperor Wu Mo and the Feather Emperor Leng Changtian were completely incompatible. Whenever they met, they fought, often injuring each other so badly that they had to return to their original forms and recuperate for a century before resuming their battles. The cultivation world had suffered for it endlessly. But this time, a century had passed and the two still hadn’t returned to disturb the peace. Everyone wondered if they were just saving up for something huge. Ji Ping’an listened to the gossip around him, smiled, and paid it no mind. Then he slung his basket over his back and headed home. The commotion in the cultivation world had nothing to do with him. All he wanted was a pot of clear tea, two acres of quiet farmland, and a peaceful life with his cat and bird. Recently, though, his peaceful life had been disrupted. His home seemed to be haunted. Food he put in the cupboard kept vanishing. One day it was sweet-and-sour fish; another, braised pork knuckle… The losses weren’t great, but it was still annoying. Usually mild-mannered, Ji Ping’an was fed up. He decided to hide in the kitchen and catch the little thief. But in the middle of the night, he watched as his cat and bird slipped into the kitchen. A flash of inspiration struck: the cat transformed into the peerlessly beautiful Demon Emperor Wu Mo, while the bird became the dashing Feather Emperor Leng Changtian. The two of them skillfully opened the cupboard. Wu Mo took out the braised pork Ji Ping’an had made. “We need to show some restraint. Ping’an has started to get suspicious.” Leng Changtian hurriedly stuffed a mouthful of meat into his mouth. “We can just come clean! Then you can pursue him openly. By the way, once you two get together, I can still keep coming over for meals, right?” Ji Ping’an: … Aaaaaah! How did the adorable little ones in his home turn out to be these two?! Also known as: The Demon Emperor Only Wants to Eat and I Picked Up a Little Cutie Who Turned Out to Be the Demon Emperor Recommended stories by friends: The Green Tea Villain’s Horror Livestream by Zhu Junling The Third Year After the Imperial Tutor’s Death by Dao Xuan Theme: Even geniuses have their troubles, and ordinary people have their own bright spots.