Reborn, I Took My Nemesis as My Disciple

[Both leads are reborn] In his previous life, Song Muxiu was the greatest sword immortal under heaven. He arranged a duel with the demon Wei Zhaoning, and they both died of their injuries. Song Muxiu was reborn decades in the past. The first thing he did was take up his sword and seek out Wei Zhaoning to kill him and eliminate future trouble. But he'd forgotten that he was born years before Wei Zhaoning. At this point, Wei Zhaoning was just a tiny child, barely reaching his waist. The Wei family estate went up in flames that night. Wei Zhaoning was the only one left alive. When Song Muxiu met those wide, tear-filled eyes, bewildered amid the ruins, he couldn't bring himself to lower his sword. In the middle of the night, Wei Zhaoning awoke from a fever, having been reborn. He found that the person who had stayed by his bedside all night was his sworn enemy, Song Muxiu. Wei Zhaoning slowly formed a question mark. -2- Wei Zhaoning naturally couldn't accept his sworn enemy wanting to be his master. But his current body was too weak, and Song Muxiu dismissed all his attempts as harmless little pranks. When he ran away, Song Muxiu brought him back and soothed him with good food and drink. When his poisoning attempt was discovered, Song Muxiu didn't punish him. He only stroked his head. Once a master, a father for life. Song Muxiu truly showered him with "a mountain of fatherly love." Wei Zhaoning: "..." To hell with fatherly love. But when he studied cultivation techniques, someone patiently taught him. When he was bullied, someone stood up for him. When danger came, someone put himself in harm's way... Having a master was wonderful. Wei Zhaoning gradually decided to lie flat. He'd never have guessed he'd come to love it! -3- Song Muxiu took Wei Zhaoning in, raised him right from childhood, and made him his first disciple in this life. He never expected him to become his only one. More than a decade later, Song Muxiu planned to take on several disciples from his previous life one by one, but things kept going wrong. The other disciples were all scared off by their senior brother. Even Song Muxiu himself was pinned to the bed by his eldest disciple, who demanded an explanation. The nature Wei Zhaoning had hidden for over a decade was finally unleashed. His eyes were bloodshot and ravenous, and his sharp teeth grazed Song Muxiu's neck. "Is having just me not enough for you in this life, Master?" * A twisted, sinister demon on top x an aloof, beautiful sword immortal on the bottom Theme: The young are teachable.