[The next novel, "Big Shot, I Died Again," is on hiatus for a major rewrite.]
Yaoli was born from chaos and took forty thousand years to awaken. Taught by the ancient gods, he helped the Father God create all living things. He became the sole Divine Venerable in the highest heavens.
Wulu was born from the murky qi of chaos, evil from the start: heartless, ignorant, and shameless. In the desolate Demon Realm, might made right. The people of every realm besides the divine and demonic ones groaned under his rule, and he even brazenly threatened to invade the heavens, killing any god or Buddha who stood in his way.
The war between gods and demons raged until heaven and earth were overturned. In the end, the demons died and the gods were wounded. The beings of the six realms suffered terrible losses. The Father God expended all his spiritual power, turning into rain to nourish all living things. The world came back to life...
For the next ten thousand years, under Yaoli's protection, the six realms enjoyed peace and prosperity. But while passing by Zhaoyao Mountain, he discovered a surviving fragment of Wulu's soul. Nourished by ten thousand years of spiritual energy, it had grown a physical body, though Wulu's primordial spirit had been completely scattered all those years ago.
Wulu was now only a helpless baby, and Yaoli couldn't bring himself to kill him. So he sealed Wulu's primordial spirit and memories and sent him to the mortal realm to mend his evil ways. After a hundred years of reincarnation, perhaps he could even become an immortal.
Seventeen years later, unusual events in the mortal realm pointed to the Demon Realm. Yaoli descended in person to restore order, and came across Wulu, who had stumbled into a cultivation sect. With his primordial spirit sealed, Wulu had no foundation and only average talent. Yet for some reason, he insisted on cultivating. If he kept at it, wouldn't he go into qi deviation?
A demon? He couldn't let history repeat itself! With no other choice, Yaoli took it upon himself to teach Wulu, and ended up becoming this demon's Immortal Venerable...
"Master, would you give your disciple Zhouque?"
"No."
"Why not? Are you reluctant to part with it, Master?"
"No. It isn't suited to you."
"Mm, I understand. If Master says it isn't suited to me, then it must not be."
"Would you give your disciple Zhouque?"
"No."
"Oh? Why not?"
"It... isn't suited to you."
"Hahaha, what a fine excuse, 'isn't suited'! Fine! Fine! Then tell me, Master! What is suited to me?"
"Oh, right! The sword you gave me for my birthday. It was so ordinary, and I was such a fool to treasure it! Hahaha! Master, you never trusted me!"
"You taught me to fly on a sword, taught me immortal arts, taught me to tell right from wrong... Ha, it was all a lie!"
"You taught me so carefully for the sake of all living beings! You never left my side for the sake of all living beings! In the end, everything you did was for the sake of all living beings! How ridiculous!"
"This Venerable... misses him."
Reading guide:
1. Happy ending! Read with confidence! (There will be some angsty parts, hehe.)
2. They fall in love over time, so there won't be sweet moments right away.
3. A lot of xianxia historical novels share similar tropes. Any resemblance is purely coincidental, and there is absolutely no plagiarism.
4. Thank you all for your love and support. Lots of kisses.
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