Everyone believed that Shi Juanjiu, the chief disciple of Treading Moon Peak at Bupo Sect, was hopelessly in love with his master.
He had pleaded with others on his master's behalf, broken a leg, and nearly exhausted all his cultivation. He handled affairs inside and outside the sect, managed its daily business, and taught and cared for his junior fellow disciples. He was practically the mistress of the household.
Everyone thought he was deeply in love. Even the sect leader had gone from exploding at the mere mention of it to helplessly accepting the situation, more or less holding his nose and acknowledging this daughter-in-law.
Wei Ci was cool and austere, devoted to swordsmanship and wholly uninterested in romance. The stories of Shi Juanjiu's repeated failures had become the one diversion many fellow cultivators enjoyed between meditation and sword practice.
Some condemned him for disregarding the proper boundaries between master and disciple; others praised his candor and free spirit. Some seemed to pity him for spending a hundred years trying to warm a piece of cold jade. But most were simply laughing at him.
No one imagined that Shi Juanjiu had spent a hundred years working tirelessly and caring for Wei Ci, all to obtain a mouthful of his master's heart's blood and resurrect his former master.
Alas, after a full century of painstaking effort, he was still no match for the cycle of fate. On the day he and his master became cultivation partners, he laid out his entire plan. The lofty immortal Wei was indeed so furious that he spat out a mouthful of blood, but despite all his scheming, Shi Juanjiu ultimately failed to get what he wanted.
He became a traitor to Bupo Sect and blew up his core to end his life. But then Wei Ci personally came chasing after him with a sword, all the way to the Yellow Springs, and dragged him back to Treading Moon Peak. For the first time, the face that had been as frosty as a thousand winters twisted into a dark, menacing expression.
"We are cultivation partners now. Where do you think you're running off to, my dear disciple?"
One-on-one, happy ending, master-disciple romance, older top
A seemingly aloof but actually yandere master as the top x a scheming, skilled-at-acting disciple as the bottom
An unconventional reconciliation after a breakup, melodramatic but no groveling
Theme: Respect your teachers
