[Inhuman and indifferent Immortal Master x Clingy Puppy and Loyal Dog Apprentice]
Ji Zejun's life can be called perfect.
Before the age of seven, he was the prince of the human world with golden branches and jade leaves; after the age of seven, he was the young disciple of Wu Wenjun, the best immortal master in the world, and was able to enter the immortal gate and follow the path of Qingyun.
The only flaw is that he has a broken sleeve. The target is his admired master.
The most unfortunate thing is that his little idea seems to have been discovered.
From a certain day, he can no longer stick to the other person's side, no longer be an exception, no longer receive preferential treatment, no more comforting touches, harsh praises, and individual teachings.
Another day, the other party coldly announced the indefinite retreat.
Jizejun didn't have his own title at that time, so he clung to the opponent's sleeve in panic, like a puppy, refusing to let go no matter what.
Until the other party gently cuts off the corner of his clothes.
But he never thought that this would be a farewell forever.
Before his death, he broke into the master's retreat in isolation and helplessness.
The baby bird curled up into the other person's cold embrace like a returning bird, clutching the Master's sleeves and thinking: God, why don't you care about me anymore?
"... It was my fault, don't let me go."
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Immortals go into seclusion and have a dream for hundreds of years.
When Wu Wenjun woke up, he vaguely saw a handful of white spider silk on his body. He was a little puzzled and coldly thought about where his little disciple went to play, and his cave was filled with dust.
You must be taught and punished well when you come back.
His five senses gradually awakened, and when he stood up, the white silk strands scattered in front of him, revealing a familiar face, as if the world had opened up.
It took the world's most perceptive Immortal Lord a long time to react... In his arms was a body that had been dead for a long time, and his fingers were still tightly grasping the corners of his sleeves.
This is his disciple.
Wuwenjun watched for a long time and gently cut off his clothes.
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Ling Qingzhou woke up one day, and his master, who had neglected him for a long time, was beside his bed, gently twirling his fingers around his white hair.
He said that something went wrong in his practice and he was in coma for several days, but now he is fine.
2026.12 Kaiwen
Intention: Mutual salvation, man can conquer nature
