How Do You Fix a Weak Master?

When Yu Feibai woke up, people inexplicably mistook him for a powerful cultivator who had reached the Tribulation Transcendence stage and brought him back to their sect for careful treatment.

Unfortunately, the sect was beset by internal and external troubles, and every disciple was a handful.

With tears in his eyes, Yu Feibai could only turn to his eldest disciple, who looked like the easiest pushover, for help.

The eldest disciple was very accommodating and could solve every problem for him.

It was just that the way the eldest disciple looked at him grew stranger and stranger. Yu Feibai could only force himself to keep up his master's facade. "G-Good disciple, why are you looking at your master like that?"

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Sang Zong found it very amusing. He had gone to all the trouble of summoning the heavenly tribulation to kill his master, only for the man not to die, and to undergo a complete change in temperament, apparently forgetting the bitter enmity between them.

The other man kept calling him "good disciple" and let him get close without the slightest guard.

Had some demon from who knows where possessed his body, or had he been completely replaced?

Sang Zong tested him little by little, slowly prying open a crack in Yu Feibai's clam-shell-like masterly facade.

This wasn't the man from before. This wandering soul from another world tasted sweet and tender.

From waking up to falling into obsession, from amusement to earnest devotion.

He really did love him.

He took him to secret realms, sought spiritual treasures, cleansed and strengthened his body, improved his constitution, and helped him cultivate. The disciple diligently watched his beautiful master become more and more dazzling.

It was time to savor him properly.

Watching his disciple become increasingly deranged and obsessed, Yu Feibai couldn't help trembling.

"Good disciple, aren't we an upright immortal sect?"

H-How could there be this sort of relationship between two men?

"Dear master, have you forgotten? Our sect used to be called the Hehuan Sect."

Sang Zong narrowed his eyes and smiled at him. "Besides, Master said you'd make it up to me."

If he couldn't...

Then he shouldn't blame Sang Zong for what happened next.

Disciple top x master bottom

Theme: A kind and beautiful soul will be loved.