My Master Is So Strange, I Have to Take Another Look [Book Transmigration]

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* A beautiful, tragic disciple who has transcended worldly emotions x a goofy master who struts like a peacock

* A scumbag master goes all out to win his wife back: goofy comedy + a groveling redemption arc

Qing Rushi transmigrated into a cultivation novel as a descendant of the phoenix bloodline. As a villain, he scraped by in the world for a hundred years, doing his best to stay alive.

Fortunately, he was helped by Lan Zhuochi, the fallen sect leader, who kidnapped him to bring him back as the sect's lucky mascot...

No, as his precious little bird.

Lan Zhuochi gave him peach blossoms in early spring, called him a natural beauty, hunted demons for him, treated his injuries, shared meals and clothes with him, and held his fingers as they sat together. Beneath the falling snow, he showered him with peach blossoms.

Every bit of sweetness Lan Zhuochi gave Qing Rushi made Qing Rushi accept it gladly and fall more deeply in love.

Lan Zhuochi smiled and said, "Good disciple, after the demon-hunting campaign, I'll open that jar of nu'er hong and become your Dao companion. How does that sound?"

Qing Rushi replied with innocent cheer, "Sounds good."

Then Lan Zhuochi ascended to godhood. To prove his Dao, he sacrificed Qing Rushi, sealing his soul on Sanqing Mountain.

Only Qing Rushi knew how hard it was to remember one person for a hundred years. The single word "hate" was all that sustained him through three hundred years on the Three Paths.

So the feelings the immortal had given him were lighter than a feather.

*

What no one knew was that after Qing Rushi died, Lan Zhuochi searched the bitter Three Paths for fragments of his memories and the feelings Qing Rushi had lost.

He searched through piles of bones with his bare hands, only to find the jade pendant Qing Rushi had given him long ago, shattered beyond repair.

Snow fell endlessly on Sanqing Mountain. Lan Zhuochi knelt before the white jade steps for three years, confessing his regret. He bowed and kowtowed nine more times, leaving a trail of blood with every step. He begged the High God to help him find Qing Rushi's soul and restore his memories:

"Please, stop cultivating the Ruthless Dao. I beg you, come back to me."

But the little sparrow demon who used to follow Lan Zhuochi around, bouncing along as he told him amusing stories; the obedient disciple who sweetly called him "Master Sect Leader"; the Qing Rushi who lay by his side, cheek to cheek with him: none of them would ever come back.

*

In his next life, after losing his memory, Lan Zhuochi transmigrated into the Demon Venerable of the Three Realms. All bowed to him, yet he yearned for... no, admired the Nine Profound Emperor, who cultivated the Ruthless Dao, for a long time.

Lan Zhuochi (leaning against a wall with a flower in his mouth.jpg): Good disciple, are you in the mood to go flower-viewing with your master today? It's good for your physical and mental health.

Qing Rushi: Get lost. I'm cultivating the Ruthless Dao. /smiling face

Lan Zhuochi: Good disciple, I wiped out the other Demon Venerables. Praise me. I also brought down the Heavenly Venerable who's secretly in love with you. Rest easy and cultivate, good disciple. Your master will always be by your side.

Qing Rushi: Aren't you the Demon Venerable?

He also took up a long sword and a spatula and chased the scumbag all over the city, offering a reward of three thousand taels to anyone who killed Lan Zhuochi.

But Lan Zhuochi only grew more determined with every setback. He chased after his beloved for three thousand years, until rumors spread throughout the divine realm that the Ruthless Dao Emperor and the Demon Venerable were involved. Qing Rushi finally couldn't take it anymore.

My master is so weird. Let me take another look.

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"All I want is for you to give me the world."

--Reading Guide--

1. As is customary, a happy ending! The love interest becomes the center of everyone's attention later on. Updates every other day, eight to ten thousand words each time. Take note!

2. A melodramatic groveling redemption arc with a happy ending. The top changes his name but not who he is. The later part focuses heavily on the top suffering for his love. From then on, it's all about winning his beloved back.

Upcoming story: "After I Ran Away with His Child, My Obsessive Imperial Brother Begged Me to Return"

Blurb:

In the twentieth year of the Taiyang era, Xie Shuangyue first met his imperial brother, Xie Changhao, in the Cold Palace. He was exceptionally handsome, with a beauty mark beneath his brow that made him look all the more striking.

During the ten years Xie Changhao spent in the Cold Palace, his heart was dead, and even the red palace walls looked gray. The vast palace was lively everywhere except the Cold Palace.

The palace attendants said his imperial brother was born a worthless, vicious mad dog who bit anyone he saw. Only Xie Shuangyue believed there was nothing wrong with him.

Before the flowers had fully bloomed, on a dewy night, Xie Shuangyue secretly gave him an early spring plum blossom. But his imperial brother refused to take it and snarled like a rabid dog:

"The red plums in the palace bloom beautifully all year. Nothing has ever sprouted in the Cold Palace. Everyone favors you, so I hate you."

He would tell his imperial brother about the latest palace gossip, bring him books from the school at the first opportunity, and make him smile with his words.

But to Xie Changhao, he was nothing more than a pawn to use for revenge, disposable and easily deceived with a few words.

With the country falling apart and no martial skills of his own, Xie Shuangyue risked his life to save him.

In a daze, he seemed to hear his imperial brother call his name. The next moment, he stepped into the deadly trap his imperial brother had set.

Only then did he realize that his half-brother, who had always doted on him, had used him as a stepping stone to seize the throne; his loyal confidant was a spy from an enemy state; and even Xie Changhao had approached him for a reason.

So this was the royal family: the most heartless place in the world.

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Years later, Xie Changhao manipulated the court, cold and merciless. Yet some said that when he went to war, he always wore a plum blossom in his lapel. People wondered what peerless beauty his beloved must be.

His obsessive longing grew ever more maddening, and Xie Changhao searched for his ninth imperial younger brother like a madman.

Anyone who tried to curry favor by pretending to have news of his brother met a bad end. In the end, he returned to the desolate palace hall.

Only then did he realize he had lost that innocent boy.

One day, Xie Changhao caught sight of a face identical to Xie Shuangyue's and sent three divisions of the imperial guard out that very night, all to bring him back to his residence.

Xie Changhao's eyes reddened. "Please, come back to me."

But Xie Shuangyue held a child by the hand. His eyes no longer held the innocence of his youth, and his voice was perfectly calm:

"You must be joking, General. I'm Luo Qinghui, the owner of a teahouse."

Theme: Find your beliefs and remain true to them