The Demon Lord's Work Diary

Three thousand years after the death of Xie Ling, the Supreme Demon Lord, he suddenly came back to life and found himself in the modern world.

After the spiritual qi revival, an international corporation that appeared respectable on the surface secretly worked to prevent spiritual qi disturbances.

The company was hiring. Other candidates struggled with the strange interview questions.

Question: Into how many major categories and branches are the demon and monster races divided?

The other candidates scribbled away.

Xie Ling: Who divided them up like that? Is it necessary?

Just cut them down.

Question: What are the key points of the first form of the Hongmeng Sword Technique?

The other candidates described it in painstaking detail, and some even wanted to demonstrate it on the spot.

Xie Ling: It's on page 32 of the original. Look it up yourself.

...As for how he knew it so well,

he had made the whole thing up.

He got into the company without shedding a drop of blood and spent every day drifting in late and leaving early, as if he were an immortal.

His coworkers all glanced at him. "Is this guy just here to collect a paycheck?"

Later, they dug up an obscure historical text from somewhere. They hadn't thought much of it until they read it, and then they were stunned.

The coworker who kept drifting in late and leaving early, sitting right beside them, wasn't just a real immortal. He was also the Supreme Demon Lord responsible for the spiritual qi drying up hundreds of years ago.

And his demonic cultivation came from the Hehuan Sect.

The coworkers: "..."

During an assignment outside the office, Xie Ling suddenly sensed a bone-chilling killing intent. He turned around, but all his coworkers were staring down at their noses and mouths.

When the man came closer, they all murmured, "Boss."

So this was the boss who had never shown his face?

A Bind-Immortal Chain wrapped around Xie Ling's wrist, its other end held in the boss's hand.

The man's features were strikingly vivid. He slowly pulled Xie Ling back toward him, and when he had him close, he whispered in his ear:

"Master, I'm here to tie up the one I love."

What kind of thing was that to say?

Xie Ling's mind rang.

Back then, when he was on the brink of death, he had opened his half-blind eyes, lifted a finger to trace the man's jaw, and teased him. "Your master won't get in the way of you finding someone you love anymore, okay?"

#MyDiscipleSuddenlyBecameMyBoss?#

Ancient-to-modern, younger love interest

Theme: Time cannot overcome it.