There's a Fake Dandy in the Cultivation World

Blurb: The junior uncle of Tianyu Sect was only twenty when he died. The cultivation world's verdict on him was: extraordinary talent, dead before his time. When Rong Yu opened his eyes, he found himself back in his youth. Back then, his extraordinary cultivation talent had yet to be discovered. To avoid the same tragic fate as in his previous life, when his spiritual root was dug out and he died young, Rong Yu decided to become a wastrel. Tianyu Sect, the greatest sect in the cultivation world, had recently made a name for itself not because one of its geniuses had advanced again, but because it had, for once, produced a wastrel. As for everyone's opinion of him, Rong Yu had one objection: Although I throw my weight around, love food and fun, and am a sucker for beauty, I'm really a good person. The cultivation world's response: Bah! Have you no shame? * The demons suddenly attacked, and everyone in Tianyu Sect, from the sect leader to the outer disciple who swept the grounds, took up their magical weapons and went to the battlefield. As for Rong Yu, he was the deadweight nobody paid any attention to. Until one day, a young man in black robes arrived on a flying cloudship, sword on his back. His robes billowed in the wind as he stood tall and graceful between heaven and earth. With a swing of his right hand, his sword cleaved mountains and rivers, its force enough to shatter the Nine Provinces. With his left, he drew talismans, creating the long-lost Demon-Sealing Talisman Array. In an instant, the skies and earth changed color, and the tide of battle shifted. Only then did people realize that even a wastrel could be a fake, and that Rong Yu was the cultivation world's one and only genius! Yusheng Yan was a scruffy little fox, abandoned by his clan as soon as he was born. One day, he was captured and set to be made into a fox-fur coat for a young master of a powerful family. As he stared at the dazzlingly sharp knife before him, the palm-sized fox curled into a trembling ball. The blade came down. Yusheng Yan squeezed his eyes shut and waited for death in despair. But the pain never came. Instead, he felt someone gently lift him by the scruff of his neck. When he opened his eyes, he saw a handsome young man teasing him with a careless smile. "Oh, you poor little fox. Want to come home with me?" He was the most beautiful person Yusheng Yan had ever seen, and those were the kindest words he'd ever heard. Someone called Rong Yu an inept good-for-nothing who lacked ambition. Yusheng Yan bared his teeth and lunged at them, but the young man caught him and gently tapped his head. "Hey, I'm not even angry. Why are you? Be good." Only Yusheng Yan knew that he was standing up for Rong Yu. Because nobody knew how hard Rong Yu worked when no one was watching. He couldn't do much to help. Whenever Rong Yu was injured, all he could do was gently lick his wounds and curl up beside him. After taking human form, Yusheng Yan was unquestionably the cultivation world's greatest beauty. Everyone said that Rong Yu must have burned incense for three lifetimes to be so lucky as to have such a beauty by his side. Rong Yu nodded in agreement. "Mm, that's right." But only Yusheng Yan knew that he was the truly lucky one. A genius who cultivates both swordsmanship and talisman arts, outwardly carefree and indulgent gong x an adorable, delicate (not really) fox beauty shou Please note before reading: 1. Gong-focused, mutual pampering. Extreme gong or shou fans, please do not read. 2. Don't be fooled by the blurb. The shou isn't actually that weak. 3. Updates at midnight. 4. The writing and logic aren't that great. The whole thing is made up. 5. This isn't a traditional cultivation novel, so don't take it too seriously. 6. Six is a lucky number. Theme: Love the world, love life