Master, She Doesn't Want Me Anymore

[Completed works: The Villain's Rabbit Spirit Ran Away and Waiting for Her in the Snow Season]

Yan Ruzhao was the strongest fighter in the cultivation world. She had stayed in seclusion for thousands of years, living a leisurely life on her mountain.

Then one day, the Heavenly Dao gave her a task: raise a cultivation prodigy, one in ten thousand years, whose fate was cursed with ill fortune.

With nothing better to do (and under pressure from the Heavenly Dao), Yan Ruzhao went down the mountain to watch her sect's disciple selection and find that "prodigy."

He was a destitute youth being bullied by others, with a red mole between his brows and eyes as beautiful as black gems.

Yan Ruzhao took him as her disciple, taught him magic, strengthened his foundations, and gave him magical treasures.

But the youth was far from grateful. He stubbornly said, "I'm not your plaything."

Yan Ruzhao smiled warmly. "Be good. You're not."

The youth advanced by leaps and bounds. When he reached the Transcendent Realm, Yan Ruzhao held a grand ceremony to mark his graduation and let him leave.

What she got in return was a sword thrust into her heart by the youth.

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Xie Jifan understood that he was Yan Ruzhao's plaything. She had built him a gilded cage, at the cost of his freedom.

He resented it deeply, and when he learned that Yan Ruzhao was the enemy who had slaughtered his family, his hatred became all the more unbearable.

He quietly bided his time, waiting until he was strong enough to strike his sword of revenge.

But when the day finally came, he was thrown into confusion and panic.

Yan Ruzhao easily blocked his sword. She did not punish him. She simply no longer wanted him. From then on, she rode phoenixes with the Demon Realm's crown prince, listened to sermons with Buddhist cultivators from the Mystic Sect, and went to see the lanterns with the mortal emperor...

The gentle gaze she had once given him would never fall on him again.

"Master..." Xie Jifan went back to find her and knelt beneath her immortal robes, his voice choked with tears. "I was wrong... Don't leave me behind."

He no longer wanted to become stronger or take revenge. He wanted to return to Yan Ruzhao's mountain, play the zither for her, and stay by her side day and night.

But Yan Ruzhao merely turned away with a cool sweep of her sleeve and said indifferently,

"But I've already completed the Heavenly Dao's task."

A gentle master who dotes but does not love x a disciple, a little wolfdog who regrets everything too late.

[The blurb is a little old-fashioned. You can check the completed novel's rating before deciding whether to read it~ Mwah]

Theme: To gain and then lose, to lose and then regain