You Wicked Disciple, You’re Asking for Death!

Years ago, the Eight Wastes Calamity left corpses strewn across the land and all living things suffering. Afterward, the Nine Provinces continent enjoyed a long period of peace.

Until one person appeared out of nowhere.

They say this person had the face of a Buddha but the heart of a beast, defied all convention, and came from a family of medicine cultivators. Yet he was not known for his healing arts, but rather for his mastery of seventy-two kinds of deadly poison. He was vicious to the core, and his father, brothers, and kinsmen all died at his hands.

After he left his sect, people with ulterior motives put his prescriptions to use and discovered that each one appeared to be a good remedy, but adding just one more ingredient would turn it into a deadly poison.

Those incomplete prescriptions spread far and wide, sustaining a host of demonic cultivators. In time, they banded together under that man's name, claiming him as the founding patriarch of their sect, and thus a new sect was born.

This was the notorious leader of the Poison Sect,

"Shewang Tower."

*

Lan Zhaochu had been dead for hundreds of years. For some reason, he had not gone to the underworld to be reincarnated, and his soul had lingered by his burial site all this time. All he could do was count how many inches and fractions of an inch the grass on his grave had grown each day.

Then one day, a silly thing calling itself an "object of destiny" suddenly found him. It immediately started wailing at his grave, crying,

"A-Jian, A-Jian, how did you end up like this?!"

Lan Zhaochu: "..."

But the silly thing was not actually silly. It had astonishing powers: it brought Lan Zhaochu back to life, flesh and bones restored, looking exactly as he had when alive.

Lan Zhaochu could hardly contain his laughter. "People always said a menace like me would live for a thousand years. They weren't wrong! I died with ten thousand swords piercing my heart, but Heaven hasn't destroyed me today, so I'll destroy the world instead!"

"You mustn't!" the silly thing said hastily. "A-Jian, you are no ordinary mortal. You bear a heavenly mandate. If you defy Heaven, the Nine Provinces will suffer another Eight Wastes Calamity, and both you and I will be reduced to ashes."

Lan Zhaochu frowned, looking rather displeased.

"What's this heavenly mandate?"

*

"..."

"..."

Lan Zhaochu's expression darkened. "Three children?"

The silly thing nodded nervously.

"What do you mean, my so-called heavenly mandate is to look after children? Do I look like I have milk to feed them?"

"N-no, they're not ordinary children."

"Then what are they?"

"According to the heavenly mandate, fifteen years from now, three utterly depraved villains will appear. They are all incarnations of fragments of the Heaven-Fiend Pearl. To prevent the Nine Provinces from falling into calamity and the continent from being destroyed, you must find them and guide and redeem them with kindness and love."

"Kindness and love? Don't talk nonsense. Do you think I have any? And even if I did, if they're utterly depraved villains, how could a little guidance and redemption turn them over a new leaf and make them good people?"

"Of course it couldn't. That's why you have fifteen years."

Qiu Yu x Lan Zhaochu

Gentle, smiling, scheming yandere white lotus gong X hot-tempered, delinquent, wicked shou with a mother's heart

#When the Old Little Demon Meets Three Little Demons#

#Do You Hate Me? Good, because your master loves watching you look so helpless, wanting to hit me but unable to#

#Every Day Starts with: Wretched Disciple, Looking to Die?!#

Content Warning:

Everyone is wicked. A chaotic pursuit of the shou. The shou is a beloved master with a thousand admirers.

The shou is strong, handsome, and, of course, wicked.

Theme: Even when trapped in hardship, never forget to treat life with kindness.