The Little Sister of the Hehuan Sect Only Wants to Cultivate

As a young disciple of the Hehuan Sect, You You had to descend the mountain and find a Dao Lord to cultivate with if she wanted to pass the sect trials.

After a long search, she finally took a liking to a stern sword cultivator. You You immediately disguised herself as a helpless, delicate maiden, let him take her back to his sect, and became his disciple.

He wore white and was cool and aloof, untouched by the world. Though exceptionally handsome, his brows seemed forever dusted with frost and snow. No matter how hard You You tried to win him over, he remained unmoved.

You You had planned to give up, but then she unexpectedly dreamed about him.

In the dream, she couldn't resist teasing the aloof master she'd seen during the day. When she woke, she found her cultivation seemed to be on the verge of a breakthrough.

A little hand-holding gave her a small boost, and a kiss gave her a big one.

Could dreaming really give her cultivation? What a deal!

You You decided to go all in and dragged him straight into bed.

The dreams continued for a while, and then she discovered two astonishing things.

One: Her master's cultivation had plummeted.

Two: Her master's gaze had started to seem a little strange.

Thinking her identity had been exposed, You You fled the Sword Sect in the middle of the night. Having tasted the benefits of dual cultivation, she soon set her sights on someone else.

But just as she had taken off half her clothes, a flash of sword light startled her pale with fright. A graceful, otherworldly figure descended from the sky.

The newcomer was dressed in white, as pristine as a mirror in the moon palace. With his cold sword, he lifted her thin cloak and draped it over her. He gave her a chilly look. "Shameless."

Why would a disciple of the Hehuan Sect need shame? :)

Her neatly arranged clothes fell open again. Slender fingers hooked into his sash, and You You's eyes turned faintly red as she gazed at him with seductive affection. "Why don't you help me, Master?"

At her words, he frowned and swept away.

He didn't want to get close to her, but he wouldn't let anyone else near her either.

"..." What was his problem? :)

One day, You You went down the mountain to buy wine and found an unnamed cultivator on the brink of death.

He wore white and had stunning, otherworldly looks. His brow ridge even resembled her master's. You You went to great lengths to save him, then forced him to repay her by marrying her.

After a moment of silence, he nodded and agreed.

After they married, You You feared her master might make trouble, so she and her husband treated each other with perfect politeness all day long. She never got any action and sighed about it every day. Then, one day, she found a sect bulletin outside her front door:

[The top sword cultivator of the Ruthless Dao has entered seclusion for five hundred years.]

Overjoyed, she hurried home and dragged her husband straight into bed without another word.

The next day, You You opened her eyes in the arms of her cool, taciturn husband. Her voice was unbearably languid. "He's been in seclusion for so long. You don't think he died in there, do you?"

The unnamed cultivator: "..."

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Jiang Zhan had been born coldhearted and dispassionate, with an unwavering Dao heart. Just one step away from ascension, he had an absurd dream.

First, his little disciple held his hand.

Then, his little disciple kissed his lips.

Until finally, his little disciple drew him behind the bed curtains.

From then on, his heart demons multiplied. Whenever his little disciple looked at him with innocent, pure almond-shaped eyes, he remembered those eyes brimming with tears as she begged him for mercy in the dream.

So the closer he got to her at night, the more distant he became during the day.

Until one day, he suddenly realized two things.

One: His little disciple shared his dreams.

Two: His little disciple didn't want him anymore.

A bewitching, flirtatious enchantress with no conscience and a cool, abstinent Immortal Venerable who's proper in public but secretly a flirt.

A few things to know:

1. Both leads are each other's first and only, one-on-one romance, happy ending.

2. The male lead is an untouchable flower on a high peak who willingly descends from his altar.

3. The female lead is a magnet for admirers.

Theme: Harmony, democracy, equality, and freedom