Warning: I forgot to mention that this is a top's POV story. It's my first novel, not very good in any respect, and I couldn't keep writing, so I wrapped it up hastily.
Blurb:
Zhongli Yidu knows his profession is the most dangerous and enduring one in the world of Jinjiang novels: master to a disciple.
According to the first rule of Jinjiang master-disciple stories, if you're a master, especially a young and handsome-looking one, you'll soon take in an unlucky disciple.
That unlucky disciple might just be the protagonist of the novel he's in.
The disciple may be exceptionally talented, or look like a good-for-nothing but secretly be exceptionally talented, or seem perfectly ordinary but actually be exceptionally talented.
After waiting nine hundred and ninety-nine years and turning away people of all kinds of backgrounds and abilities who wanted to join his sect, with two mishaps along the way, Zhongli Yidu finally meets the chosen one: Chunxiao, male.
"Looks like it's a boys' love story after all."
"Ah! Is my love story finally about to begin?"
A standard xianxia master patiently waits for his little disciple to grow up, while the story's tone gradually goes off the rails.
Thank you, dear readers. *bows*
Theme: Pursue love bravely!
If you find Mu Yao, you can still play and develop it!
Suddenly, he pretended to be a corpse and came to see the big boss to make up for the points.
It was so cold that I finished it hastily, and my collection has increased _(:з∠)_ Or should I do it all over again?
The counterattack is impossible to succeed! Finished spreading flowers!
Finished spreading flowers ~ spreading flowers ~ spreading flowers ~
When in danger, call Master!!
Is that sword a betrothal gift from Master?
Euphemism: Is there a duty to serve the master? To put it bluntly: I want to be a master's wife!
Huaiji: (Sleeping too easily) I hate it!
The dowry is all given! Master, hurry up and keep up with your betrothal gift!!