After the Demon Lord Was Forced to Farm with His Archenemy

Same-series upcoming story: After the Ruthless Dao Falls into a Love Triangle

Laid-back immortal lord bottom x aloof, lofty demon lord top

Demon Lord Wen Xie ran rampant across the three realms, drenched Ziwei Palace in blood, and slaughtered everyone in Changyang Hall. The immortals trembled at his name, and his reputation was enough to frighten children into silence at night.

Who could have guessed that he would one day lose to his sworn enemy, have his spiritual channels shattered, become a mortal, and be sent to the Savage Prison to suffer humiliation?

The Savage Prison was built to hold criminals. Its skies were eternally dark, and bones littered the ground. They said it was a "death trap" that swallowed people whole.

Wen Xie stood beside two buckets of manure, staring at acres of lush green fields.

The white-robed immortal's smiling, flirtatious eyes appeared before him again, just as they had on the day of their final battle. Wen Xie kept his expression blank and clenched his knuckles until they cracked. He thought, The moment I fight my way out of the Savage Prison, I'll personally shove that bastard's head into a bucket of shit!

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Xin Zhou's proudest achievement in life was capturing his arrogant nemesis, the Demon Lord, and sending him to the Savage Prison to reform through farming.

Haul manure, feed pigs, kill fish, raise chickens, chop wood, light fires, plant crops, dig soil.

With a pair of infuriatingly flirtatious eyes, Xin Zhou watched the once-cold Demon Lord, now a frail, useless wreck, haul manure and splash himself, set the kitchen on fire while cooking, and get chased and beaten by the fish he tried to kill. Watching his lifelong reputation go up in smoke made Xin Zhou feel positively radiant and refreshed.

He thought he could lord it over the Demon Lord and make him work for the rest of his life, but the Demon Lord secretly found a spirit spring and restored his power to its peak.

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Beside a pale green bamboo fence, the white-robed immortal lord was forcibly pinned against it. Behind him, the black-robed Demon Lord leaned in, his expression cold.

Warm breath brushed against his ear, making his skin tremble. Xin Zhou's breath caught. He swallowed the scream that was about to escape him and heard the Demon Lord threaten him in a low voice:

"Now, let's settle our score."

Reading guide:

1. Bottom is the main character. The first three chapters are from the top's perspective.

2. One-on-one, both are each other's only partner.

Upcoming story: After the Ruthless Dao Falls into a Love Triangle

Wen Ren Jue, a legend among the immortals, was brilliant, gifted, and unconventional. He was hailed as the youngest genius sword cultivator, a top student of the Ruthless Dao, the future hope of the immortal sects, and...

The biggest lunatic in the Nine Provinces.

He took over as head of Penglai Island at seventeen and turned the cultivation world upside down.

His dazzling achievements in office included, but were not limited to:

In the name of encouraging harmony between immortals and demons, he ordered disciples from both sides who had been fighting to hold hands and sing love songs to each other. This made the Grandmaster of Taiji Palace's grandson cry so hard that he brought down the academy's main hall.

He canceled the sect tournament held once every ten years and replaced it with a "friendly exchange" between the two sides. The repair costs that year were ten times higher than usual, leaving everyone on Penglai Island living on a shoestring for three months.

He loved playing matchmaker and setting people up so much that a heartbroken female demon cultivator chased him up the mountain with a knife. The incident was reported in the papers and immortalized forever...

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The immortals had suffered through his antics for long enough. When they suddenly heard that Wen Ren Jue was about to face his tribulation of love, they were overjoyed!

The largest gambling house in the Nine Provinces opened a betting pool on who would finally tame the menace.

Three days later, a huge, anonymous bet was placed on the head of the Liu family, the foremost clan of the immortal sects. That same day, the Office of Affairs on Penglai Island arrived to shut the gambling house down.

Hall Master Qi Zhushui's eyes were frosty. "Gambling is prohibited among the immortal sects, especially this kind of wild gambling and debauchery."

Lord Liu was elegant and handsome, and smiled warmly. "A little wager is harmless fun. Why be so harsh, Lord Qi?"

Before he could finish, the young Demon Lord kicked the gambling house's doors off their hinges. "Anyone who doesn't want to die, bet it all on me!"

Qi Zhushui split the door panel flying at him with a single slash, his teeth grinding furiously. Lord Liu's smile never wavered, though a vein seemed to twitch on his forehead.

The clear sky darkened as clouds gathered. Far away on Penglai Island, Wen Ren Jue sneezed for no reason and stared at the distant flashes of lightning and thunder, baffled.

"...Why is it suddenly thundering on such a nice day?"

The crowd, who had witnessed three people fighting so fiercely that the sky went dark and the sun and moon disappeared, cried:

"??? Ahhh, stop it!!!"

"Stop fighting already!!!"

Reading guide:

1. My own take on cultivation, made up as I go. This isn't a wish-fulfillment story. It's a tragic romance full of bitter love and hatred.

2. Not a traditional Ruthless Dao, and not a typical love triangle.

3. The bottom isn't actually insane, nor is he as unreliable as he seems. Everything he does has a reason. He isn't perfect, and everyone has their own reasons for doing what they do.

4. A capable, domestic, tsundere junior disciple; a lovesick, childish Demon Lord; and a smiling fox with a sharp tongue. This is a stock-picking story. The outline is set and won't change.

5. The characters' values do not represent the author's. Please stop reading if it makes you uncomfortable.

Theme: Put the people first.