Why Does Cultivating the Heartless Way Involve Dual Cultivation?!

When Yu Yue, the third prince of the demon race, woke up, he discovered he had transmigrated to a parallel world.

He was still the next head of the Demon Alliance.

He was still on his way down the mountain to make a name for himself.

Yet somehow he got caught up in a melodramatic love triangle, saddled with an intelligence-lowering buff, and before he could even speak properly, he was already learning to be a stand-in, the kind of worthless, clingy loser who throws himself at someone for nothing.

That was an insult to a player like him.

Being a stand-in was out of the question. He'd show everyone what it meant to be the ruler of the ocean!

So today, he'd admire flowers beneath the moon with the Sword Pavilion's senior disciple. Tomorrow, he'd invite the young uncle-master of the Joyous Union Sect to boat on the lake. He also had one, two, three, four, five friends, all holding numbered tickets of love and lining up to enter his fishpond.

But they were far too easy to win over, and they gave him very little energy.

His master, on the other hand, was aloof and ascetic, the most powerful person in the whole world. Winning him over once would earn him 198,000 energy points.

So Yu Yue turned around and ground ink for his master, carved jade pendants, learned to cook for him, brought him pastries and a sword scabbard, and became a well-behaved, obedient saber cultivator.

He succeeded, though he wasn't sure when.

His master's gaze grew more and more strange.

But when he tried to overpower his master during dual cultivation, he was the one who got pinned instead. Yu Yue was so mortified that he couldn't face anyone. He left the mountain in the middle of the night to find someone else to farm energy from, and from then on, he avoided a certain someone whenever he saw him.

Until one day, there was nowhere left to run.

He was grabbed by the collar and forced into a corner, with nowhere to retreat.

Yu Yue had no choice but to plead, eyes red: “Master... please calm down! You cultivate the Unfeeling Dao!”

Then his chin was raised firmly. The white-haired god in purple robes leaned down slightly, his gaze dangerous. “A Yue, that night, you didn't say that. You told me to hurry up.”

What, don't you remember?

#So what if it's an angst novel? The one with the biggest fists is still the boss

#How can you call me a player?

#I just want to give every heartbroken boy a home.

#Retract, retract, retract that message. TT.TT

#I will always love only Master. Nobody forced me, nobody.

#Why does someone who cultivates the Unfeeling Dao like dual cultivation?!

Reader's Guide:

1. This is a story about someone who tries to flirt but ends up being flirted with instead.

2. The protagonist is a nine-tailed fox with maxed-out innate skills. He's a sucker for good looks but hates pursuing people, and he's a player in name only, since he's actually a Platonist. He's undergone genetic modification and is the ultimate weapons arsenal himself.

3. Cyberpunk cultivation x traditional cultivation.

4. A true Platonist and fake player who loves to flirt x an aloof, ascetic Heavenly Dao love interest

Theme: None for now.