My Childhood Friend Has Several Faces

-- Please add my upcoming novel, A Master's Guide to Self-Cultivation. Master-disciple romance, older top. The blurb is below this one. --

Ye Huai, only at the Golden Core stage, had a childhood friend and partner who was a powerful cultivator:

Duan Songyang, the Sword Saint. He was impressive, powerful, taciturn, and a total workaholic.

But Ye Huai himself was hopeless, and his cultivation had stagnated for ages.

So he resolved to stop holding back his bright and noble childhood friend.

But when he knocked on his partner's door, ready to discuss ending their partnership and breaking their contract, he was horrified to see Duan Songyang gazing at him with deep affection. That face, usually as cold as ice, called him tenderly, "A Huai."

Ye Huai shuddered with goosebumps and shut the door.

Sorry to bother you.

But when he came back that afternoon, Duan Songyang had changed again. Tugging on his sleeve, he called him, "Big brother Ye Huai."

Ye Huai, who was older than Duan Songyang by just one shichen, realized that things had gotten serious. He hurriedly dragged Duan Songyang to the Valley of Divine Healers.

At the Valley of Divine Healers, the Medical Saint checked his pulse and shook his head. "Sword Saint Duan has a split-soul condition."

Ye Huai was shocked. "A split soul?"

"How dare you!" Duan Songyang wrapped an arm around Ye Huai's waist and, refusing to let him resist, led him out of the Medical Saint's thatched hut. "How dare you talk to another man!"

Ye Huai ignored him and shouted, "Then, Medical Saint! How do we cure this?"

The Medical Saint's voice drifted over leisurely: "It's an illness of the heart. Only the heart can cure an illness of the heart!"

A split-personality, workaholic sword cultivator top x a sword cultivator bottom with a boundless urge to complain

* A (fake) jealous love triangle

* Childhood friends

This novel enters paid chapters on September 15, with chapters 1-23 becoming free-to-paid. There will be no anti-piracy lock. If you've read the earlier chapters, you can buy only the chapters you haven't read (probably starting at chapter 39), rather than purchasing the whole novel.

-- Upcoming Novel: A Master's Guide to Self-Cultivation --

A domineering, ruthless master who believes himself above all x a cute, kind, upright, and brave disciple

A Master's Guide to Self-Cultivation:

Rule One: Whatever your master says is absolutely right.

Rule Two: If your master is wrong, refer to Rule One.

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Lu Xiaosi had diligently lived as an ordinary mortal for sixteen years, but overnight he grew cat ears and a cat tail.

Terrified, he ran up Taiwei Mountain in the middle of the night, hoping the immortals there could "cure" him.

But he accidentally took a wrong turn and ended up among the candidates trying to join the Taiwei Immortal Sect.

Confused, Lu Xiaosi followed the others through one trial after another, then stood on Chuyan Platform, waiting for the immortals to choose their disciples.

A gust of wind exposed his animal ears for everyone to see.

The crowd gasped and cried out, "A demon spy dares to infiltrate Taiwei Mountain!"

Lu Xiaosi couldn't defend himself. All he could do was repeat helplessly, "I only came here to see a doctor."

His orange cat ears trembled and slowly flattened, faithfully reflecting their owner's feelings.

Suddenly, a streak of white light flashed and landed in front of him, transforming into a stunning immortal unlike anyone he had ever seen.

The immortal wore white, with silver hair. Even his eyelashes and brows were pure as snow. His beautiful eyes fixed on Lu Xiaosi coldly as he slowly raised his well-defined hand.

The people around them immediately backed away several steps, afraid the little demon's blood might splash on them.

Lu Xiaosi squeezed his eyes shut. But the immortal only gently touched his forehead with a finger, and a voice as clear as a mountain spring sounded in his ear:

"This disciple is mine."

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In an age of war between humans, demons, immortals, and devils, Taiwei Mountain gave birth to an immortal holy child prophesied to "end the age of chaos": Qi Jiuwei.

Blessed with the fortune of the Heavenly Dao, Qi Jiuwei cultivated at a tremendous pace. Before he even turned thirty, he had become the most powerful cultivator in the cultivation world, known as the Immortal Venerable Jinghua.

The Immortal Venerable Jinghua was noble and aloof, with a nature as cold as frost. He hated demons and devils most of all.

He killed any demon he encountered and slew any devil he met. Not one had ever survived more than fifteen minutes in his presence.

Except for his disciple, who had cat ears and a cat tail and was suspected of being a cat demon.

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Lu Xiaosi, taken in as a disciple by the Immortal Venerable Jinghua, idolized and trusted his master, the banished immortal who seemed like a savior.

Every word his master said was sacred, and he committed every lesson to memory. His goal in cultivation was to become an excellent disciple who put his master's wishes above all else.

Until one day, his master pinned him to the bed. His master's silver hair had turned black, and as he gripped Lu Xiaosi's chin, the face that was usually cold now wore a devil-may-care smile. "My good disciple, today I'll teach you your final lesson: don't trust anyone, including me, your master."

Theme: Face difficulties with courage and meet them head-on