My Master Is Going Into Qi Deviation Again Today

Everyone says Pei Yi is a model disciple of every sect, the sole student of the number one person in the cultivation world, gifted and diligent in his training... "Diligent my ass!" Shen Linyuan watched his disciple fall asleep in class again, exasperated. "What a waste of talent! Did all your cultivation end up in a dog's belly?" Pei Yi rubbed his forehead where he'd been flicked. Used to it, and still half-asleep, he snuggled into Shen Linyuan's arms and whined, "Master, I'm sleepy..." Shen Linyuan: "..." What was he supposed to do about his hopeless disciple? Asking online. It's urgent. But Pei Yi didn't know that his master had been reborn. In his previous life, Shen Linyuan watched helplessly as Pei Yi's soul scattered in his arms. He could only hate himself for not keeping him by his side. In this life, the restrained and self-possessed immortal lord had blood-red eyes, a gloomy and obsessive expression. He grabbed his clueless disciple, who was still leaning closer, and spoke in a dangerous tone: "This is your last chance. Are you leaving or not?" "Next time, I won't let you go." A lazy, easygoing bottom disciple who gets timid around the top x a restrained, self-controlled master top who worries himself sick Also known as My Disciple Keeps Wrecking the Roof Every Day What Do I Do After Driving My Master to Demonic Cultivation? One-on-one, happy ending Important: master-disciple, older top!!! A sweet little story full of clinging and flirting Since you're here, why not check out my upcoming novel? (Tugs at your sleeve pitifully) Another master-disciple, older-top story: My Disciple Is Wild and Unrestrained Blurb for the upcoming novel [Master-disciple, older top] In the twelve provinces of Quqing stands the city of Qiyin, whose residents are all wicked criminals, deserving of death. Rumor has it that the city's lord is a violent, capricious tyrant who makes life in the cultivation world unbearable. Everyone waited with bated breath for Sword Venerable Xie Qinghan to emerge from seclusion, believing at last someone could deal with this menace. But after years in seclusion following his beloved disciple's death, Xie Qinghan finally emerged. Instead, he took a new disciple under his wing and taught him devotedly, with no intention of setting foot outside the sect. Except... Where no one could see, the new disciple favored by the Sword Venerable was kneeling before him, his chin clamped tightly in Xie Qinghan's grip. Xie Qinghan gazed at the beloved disciple he had lost and regained, his voice low: "My dear disciple..." "Should I call you A Min, or... the Lord of Qiyin City, Yu Jimin?" Yu Jimin grabbed Xie Qinghan by the lapels, the chains around his wrists clinking. He only smiled as if it meant nothing, then kissed the person before him fiercely, his voice sweet and intimate, like a lover's whisper: "Naturally... whatever my master prefers." A mad, wanton bottom disciple x a composed, controlling master top Theme: Respecting one's teacher starts with me