The Dragon Lord Is Pretending to Be Good Again

#My Shizun Hasn't Hit Me in Three Days#

#LOL, Shizun Can't Bear to Hit Me#

Qi Yuan, descendant of an ancient divine dragon and the last dragon in the world, was a prodigy of unparalleled talent, just one step away from ascending. He never expected to be betrayed by the human he'd taken in, imprisoned in an underground palace, and bled every day for medicine to keep that person's beloved alive.

Reborn in one moment, Qi Yuan's remnant soul attaches itself to a three-year-old child at the foot of a fishing village. A few immortals descend from the sky and take him in. They temper his body, teach him immortal arts, and make him the youngest disciple in the sect. His Shizun, senior brothers, and senior sisters spend their days pinching his cheeks and teasing him.

Qi Yuan: "..." How can a dignified Dragon Lord abandon his dignity and cling to life, letting others toy with him as they please?

After several failed escape attempts, Qi Yuan decides to lie low for now and wait for his chance. Then he spots the person who imprisoned him and drained his blood standing before his Shizun, respectfully calling him "Grand Ancestor" and addressing Qi Yuan as "Little Martial Uncle."

A perfect stroke of luck. Now he doesn't have to waste time looking for him.

Qi Yuan sneers inwardly and lashes Luo Yun'ai across the face. "You have no respect for your elders! Do you have any regard for Shizun?"

Shizun: I'm face-blind. What was this person's name again? Does my good disciple know him?

Senior Sister: That whip of Junior Brother's is really something. I'll borrow it later.

Senior Brother: Got it. I'll use this to curry favor with Shizun.

Polite Luo Yun'ai: "...You what???"

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Immortal Lord Zhan Ye is skilled at divination. One night, he observes the stars and sees an ominous star fall in the southeast, foretelling great upheaval in the world. When he rushes there, he finds only a child who nearly became a beast's prey.

As the red threads of fate intertwine, he discovers he can hear the child's thoughts.

The Immortal Lord picks him up, and suddenly hears a childish, furious voice say, "Don't touch me, damn it!"

The Immortal Lord: ?

"Never mind. I can't beat him right now. I'll settle this with that bastard another day."

"What a shame. I was this close to killing that stupid bear. Tsk."

The Immortal Lord: "..."

He looks down. The child in his arms blinks up at him with an expression of adoration and asks in a soft, obedient voice, "A-are you an immortal?"

The Immortal Lord: "..."

After the apprenticeship ceremony, he pays ever closer attention to this disciple with two sides. Then one day, he hears his little disciple raise his chin at Luo Yun'ai, who has come to pay his respects, and laugh wildly in his heart. "You really couldn't have made this easier for me."

"Now, how should I torture you?"

His words sound tough, but the Immortal Lord senses the anger, pain, and grievance he's holding back.

The Immortal Lord rests a hand on his sword hilt and thinks absently: How could anyone make his beloved disciple suffer?

Cover art used with permission from Yi Ye Shu A Guang

Theme: Good and evil will always be repaid.