The Bright Moon Shines on Me

"Do you know what it means to have a glorious, prosperous realm, with its rivers and mountains in all their splendor?" "I don't. I only know it's what you want. Whatever it takes, I'll seize it and give it to you!" She wants to love someone. He tells her she mustn't. She wants to give her life for someone. He tells her it's not worth it. He seems like a saint. But she insists on being an ordinary mortal, tangled in desire and covered in mud, and clinging to him. When they first meet, Furong is like a grubby little kitten, soft and helpless. Xie Ci thinks he's picked up a useless scrap of metal, of no real value. He keeps her as a pet by his side, thinking she'll depend on his protection for the rest of her life. But after she's cleaned up and cared for a while, she not only has the loveliest, most lustrous appearance, but also grows the sharpest fangs. He still treats her like a house cat, indulging her until she grows bold enough to turn on her master. 1v1 + happy ending + the female lead has a dark side --Coming soon: Raising a Devilish Disciple-- Love in this world is often just a case of two people being made for each other. Peichuan was born into lowly circumstances and suffered endless humiliation. In the eyes of the world, he was the filthiest demonic cultivator. Even Nixia Immortal Valley, which claimed to teach everyone without distinction, refused to accept him. At the end of his rope, he knelt at the mountain gate and swore to himself: If any immortal took him as a disciple, regardless of status or ability, he would treasure his master like a precious jewel, serve them for life, and never betray them. Unfortunately, he knelt there for seven days and seven nights, and not a single immortal would even spare him a glance. Guizhen was the acknowledged failure of Nixia Immortal Realm: useless in ability, useless in background. She had nothing but the title of Lord Guizhen and the position of ruler of East Mountain, which others were already about to strip from her. She'd spent over a hundred years in seclusion, only to return just as useless as before. When Nixia Immortal Valley happened to be recruiting disciples, she suddenly decided she wanted one. His background, personality, and looks didn't matter at all. He only had to be strong, talented, and able to protect her. If a disciple like that joined her, she'd take good care of him, give him anything he wanted, and live happily with him for the rest of their lives. Unfortunately, when she offered her whole heart, the young disciples avoided her like the plague, afraid that being chosen by her would become a lifelong disgrace. And so the two outcasts, a little demon and a little failure, came together for warmth. At the moment they first met, each silently made a deeply sincere vow. In the end, neither of them kept it. One was noble as an orchid, the other lowly as mud. How could they ever walk the same path? ****Bonus scene**** Though Peichuan was the son of a demon, he had once sincerely aspired to goodness. He tried to purify his heart and rid himself of evil, even considering cutting out his bones and replacing his blood. He was determined to be a good disciple, upright to the core, protect his sect, and honor his master. But his good master, Guizhen, personally drove him step by step toward ruin, pressing him into the dirt until he had no choice but to take up his filthy bloodline and face the lowliness buried deep in his bones. He imprisoned Guizhen in the Copper Blossom Hall of the Demon Realm. His shameless master still had the nerve to nibble crystal grapes and lecture him: "See? I told you cultivating the immortal path was a dead end. Even if you really reached the ascension stage, no one would let you join in. Better to face the facts early and save yourself a few thousand years of detours..." Peichuan's face turned green as he cut off her endless prattle. "Master, do you know a single bunch of grapes costs a hundred thousand spirit stones in the Demon Realm?" Guizhen devours another handful. The clear, sweet juice bursts in her mouth. "I know, but I've already eaten them all." --"Then I'll have to get those hundred thousand spirit stones back from you another way." Theme: Who says a flower grown in the mud can't be noble?