A reborn, calculating and possessive bottom who plays the fool to catch his prey x a naturally goofy, devoted big-dog top with overwhelming fighting strength
In his previous life, Xie Suisheng was bright and refined, extraordinarily gifted, and exceptionally talented in the way of the sword. At sixteen, during the Qizhou Flower Banquet, his breathtaking bearing and looks left a deep impression on everyone his age. Yet this heaven-blessed prodigy, envied by countless people, ultimately fell into demonic cultivation before everyone's eyes.
In his previous life, Xie Suisheng treated everyone with genuine sincerity and was willing to lower himself to please his master and senior brothers. He never imagined that the truth behind his fellow disciples' inexplicable rejection was that he was only a stand-in, a sacrifice prepared for the entire immortal sect's beloved white moonlight. The very people he had treated with sincerity were secretly preparing for the day he would be sacrificed.
After his family was wiped out, Xie Suisheng was framed for demonic cultivation and locked in a gloomy water prison. His immortal bones were carved away, his sword heart destroyed, and his immortal marrow severed. The peerless talent he had spent twenty years cultivating was sacrificed in its entirety.
One day, he wakes from his dream and returns to the year he first sought a master. Facing his former master and fellow disciples, clad in white and as aloof as an exiled immortal atop the platform, everyone is astonished to discover that the much-anticipated young lord of Muyang City is a sickly youth with a frail constitution. Everyone watches in secret, eager to see which sect he will choose.
Ignoring the mocking looks around him, Xie Suisheng gazes at the man on the platform, bold and unruly like a ball of fire. "I choose him."
Shang Yingfeng, forced by his master to attend the sect selection: "Gah...?"
2.
Shang Yingfeng is the sect's only disciple. An elder found him out in the wilderness and brought him back. He had assumed their shabby little sect would never have another disciple. Who would have thought that at the Flower Banquet, a pretty young man would choose their sect without a second thought?
Shang Yingfeng pauses to think. "Hmm... I think little junior brother might not be all there."
3.
On the day his great revenge is finally within reach, Xie Suisheng stands amid a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, the blade in his hand slowly dripping with blood. He has become a demon from hell. Everyone looks at him in terror, but he merely raises a hand to wipe the splattered blood from his cheek. His phoenix eyes lift, and he says hoarsely, "Shang Yingfeng, I'm hurt."
Everyone watches the former number one swordsman of the Nine Provinces awkwardly pull Xie Suisheng into his arms and whisper, "Where does it hurt?"
The top and bottom belong only to each other, in body and heart.
The bottom is in poor health at first, but don't doubt it: he's strong.
A mountain of original worldbuilding. This is an unconventional cultivation story with a male-lead power-up progression.
The main characters are both my precious darlings. No insults, please~
I'm open to criticism and suggestions, but not baseless attacks.
Theme: All things embrace yin while carrying yang
