The Demon Saint Heir Just Wants to Be a Slacker

[There are tons of typos, and I'm honestly too lazy to fix them. Please bear with me _(:зゝ∠)_] The Demon Clan's holy son, Qifeng, was nearing his destined death. Before dying, he wanted to be a good-for-nothing second-generation demon. Step one to being a good-for-nothing: find a handsome man. Step two: cultivate with the handsome man. It's fun, and there's no need to seclude yourself. Best of both worlds. Step three: give up his status as holy son and travel the world with the handsome man. Qifeng had only three requirements for a handsome man: good looks, obedience, and wholehearted devotion to him. After a long search, following failure after failure, he finally found the handsome man destined for him. Yan Wu was handsome, obedient, and accepting of everything about him. Even their names sounded so well matched. This had to be a blessing from the Heavenly Dao. Without hesitation, Qifeng brought him back to the Demon Realm, where they spent their days in blissful indulgence. But... A month later, Qifeng was in bed... Another month passed, and Qifeng was still in bed, only now their positions had been reversed... What should he do when the handsome man seems to like him a little too much? Blurb Two: Yan Wu was an unaffiliated cultivator. As everyone knew, unaffiliated cultivators were poor, really poor, unbelievably poor. To cultivate, he took assignments from the Immortal Realm, saving up spirit stones and experience. To cultivate, he went to the lands of the demon beasts to hunt them and collect their cores. To cultivate, he entered a secret realm with the Demon Clan and nearly died inside. To cultivate, he climbed into the Demon Clan's holy son's bed. Then he realized that he had taken far too many detours in the past. Qifeng's bed was still the best place to cultivate. What's it like to have a young master whose wealth rivals a nation? Yan Wu says, "I don't feel much of anything." It's just that he cultivates a tiny bit faster. It's just that spirit stones and pills are piled up like mountains. It's just that Demon Clan elders give him one-on-one guidance. It's just that he's the holy son's husband, and can go wherever he pleases in the Demon Realm. It's just that Qifeng is blind enough to treasure him. He can't help it. He has to work hard to win Qifeng's favor, even though Qifeng only dotes on him. Yan Wu: We have to cultivate hard and reach even greater heights! Qifeng: ...This isn't how I imagined things Coming soon: Soul-Prisoning Gu Legend has it that southern Xinjiang once had a love gu called the Soul-Prisoning Gu. Like the red thread of the matchmaking god, it made those infected love only the one who planted the gu, lifetime after lifetime. Should they ever betray that person, they would be devoured by countless insects and die. But the Soul-Prisoning Gu had long been lost, and reincarnation was too fanciful a notion. Nobody knew whether the gu really had such power, so people treated it as idle gossip to chat about over tea. Lian Jingfan thought the Soul-Prisoning Gu was utter nonsense, like something out of a storybook, and a very improper one at that. Until he met a rascal with peach-blossom eyes at the age of nineteen. That very night, a dark red line appeared over his heart. It was alive, and seemed to point somewhere. That direction led to the place where he had met the rascal. * Soulmate concept, but with gu worms * They are switches. Read carefully, and don't read if you dislike that * A shameless little story. The characters are obsessive, and none of them are good people Theme: You must hold your fate in your own hands, and you have the chance to change it.