My Master Reopened as a Ghost

In the third year of Wushui, the Ghost Domain turned on the thirteen cities of the Taibai Dao. Evil spirits poured out overnight, seized human lands, and devoured human flesh and blood. The road to the afterlife was destroyed, leaving the dead with nowhere to go. As time passed, they wreaked havoc among the living. Lin Qiuchen, a true immortal from Penglai, sacrificed the blood of ordinary people from three cities to set up a great formation. After splitting open the road to the Ghost Domain with a single sword strike, he joined the hundred immortal sects to seal all eight gates of the Ghost Domain. Unfortunately, humans and ghosts had already become intertwined...

Lin Qiuchen once pacified the northern domain with a single sword, inspiring countless young men to enter the cultivation world with dreams of becoming sword cultivators. But in the end, even he couldn't overcome fate, and he died before ascending. A hundred years passed in the mortal world, the flowers blooming and fading, before he returned as a member of the ghost clan.

By chance, he attended a debate on the Dao at Jianghua Terrace. At a glance, he spotted someone seated in a place of honor, with cool, refined features and an elegant bearing. It was his disciple. His disciple had lived up to expectations and become one of the four great masters of Lingxiao Sect. His little stone-faced disciple had even taken on a little disciple of his own. It seemed he really had been dead for a very, very long time.

When he left, his precious stone-faced disciple's tears streamed down. His entire face was smeared with mud and blood. He wondered whether he would ever see that once-in-a-century sight again when they met next time.

Lin Qiuchen was guilty of three transgressions: first, violating the ethics between master and disciple; second, betraying the Dao he cultivated; third, mistakenly killing countless people.

He had no intention of renewing their bond as master and disciple, but by a twist of fate, his disciple recognized him. His disciple was so obedient, even after a hundred years, he still knelt and called him Master, and followed his orders without question.

*Older gong and younger shou, endgame pairing

*The cover was commissioned from an artist. The title and cover don't match because of a personal mistake.

Theme: Respect between master and disciple, and a harmonious teacher-student bond.