Shy, daring, chatty little disciple x straightforward, homebody, cool and aloof master
Fickle, scheming little demon x steadfast scholar demon (a transmigrator and physicist)
Immortals and demons are sworn enemies.
Huai Yujun of Qingxuan Snowpeak is renowned far and wide for her celestial beauty, heart of ice, cold indifference, and lack of human desire.
Rumor had it that, for the first time ever, she had taken a little disciple. Everyone sighed, thinking the poor girl was in for a hard time.
The little disciple was determined to join Snowpeak, but she was also nervous about what Huai Yujun was really like.
Yet before she had even entered the sect, the supposedly heartless master had already tossed her an immortal sword and a pile of treasures (yes, a pile is the unit of measurement).
Feng Sheng: Ah...
The little disciple's cultivation methods were unusual. The master helped her “deceive those above and conceal things from those below,” while helping her “take an unconventional path,” letting her master the basics before moving on.
Feng Sheng: Ah...
The little disciple was exhausted from cultivation, so the master gave her close, hands-on instruction, then took away her sword. “No more cultivating.”
Feng Sheng: Ah...?
Huai Yu: My disciple cries too easily and insists on making things hard for herself. What am I supposed to do?
Feng Sheng: My master keeps stopping me from cultivating. How can this be?
Ming Yin was once an orthodox disciple of the immortal sects, exceptionally talented, diligent, and kind.
Her talent was both her greatest strength and her downfall. Her master wanted her spiritual root.
And so she became a demon, despised by everyone.
The demon realm was called Tiandu River. Competition there was fierce and brutal, and successive demon lords used lesser demons as nourishment.
When she had all but lost the will to live and was about to become nourishment, a weary, dust-covered great demon arrived in this frozen wasteland, wearing her master's face and claiming to be a visitor from beyond the heavens.
Ming Yin: You're crazy.
But the visitor from beyond the heavens really did save her, taking her along, keeping her alive and teaching her how to live. She even made the scheming little demon into a demon lord.
Ming Yin said she couldn't tell whose voice she heard in her mind.
Xuan Zhen took her to the Chuihuang Plains, to find the source of that voice.
Ming Yin was hesitant and exhausted, and didn't want to keep dealing with the irritating plan.
Xuan Zhen asked, “What do you want? Tell me the answer. Then whatever I say, you do, without overthinking or worrying.”
Xuan Zhen was steadfast and clear about her purpose, devoting herself to studying this wondrous continent.
But sometimes she felt lost: What else do I have here, besides all this?
The little demon, not tall but full of ambition, stood before her with open arms, wanting a hug, a kiss, and every more intimate gesture.
Xuan Zhen said she couldn't see the moon of her homeland.
So Ming Yin became her moon, her homeland.
In the stillness of the night, Ming Yin would sometimes ask Xuan Zhen about her hometown.
Before Xuan Zhen came here, she hadn't thought her homeland was all that precious. But every time she described it to Ming Yin, she realized it was a paradise with no sword marrow, no forest of steles, and no immortals or demons.
The little demon lord continued diligently meeting her quotas, though she had no idea whose quotas they were.
Watching her rush about, the great demon suddenly realized she was homesick. She would take Ming Yin and fly far away, never looking back at this wasteland.
“I'll take you home.”
Love, ability, and courage
Theme: Life is like morning dew. Act without regret.
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The sound of water, rain, and music can be heard all the time, but the world is very quiet. Suddenly, Feng Sheng hugged me. The noisy sounds returned to my ears. ——Stay on April 20, 2024
From the perspective of Master, Asheng feels so good, I like it so much (o^^o)
The master doesn't say anything, and the disciple doesn't answer. When the master said this, the disciple was surprised.
Sorry, my mind started thinking automatically. At that time, if you cry, will it become Master's hobby...
Wow, that last part feels so good, I am her earth. It well explains Huaiyu's sense of responsibility for master and disciple.
Feng Sheng worked too hard and worked too hard. It would be hard for God to forgive her if she didn't suffer all the hardships.
Why is Xiaofeng unwilling to mention the principle of micro-pulse method to Master? (Is it because it's too bloody?)
This one is so delicious! Both pairs inside are delicious😋Although I saw the duality of immortals and demons in the copywriting, I didn't expect that the two pairs of protagonists were so deeply in love. The immortal side has no sense of social responsibility, but the two demons have a righteous heart. This is also very interesting www. However, as a modern person, it is quite understandable that Professor Zhang would have such thoughts. A native monk in Mingyin actually has the same moral sense as Professor Zhang. This can be regarded as - "coming out of the mud but not stained" (?)
After reading the first twenty chapters, I realized that I had read it, but it felt like I had never been into v before? Then I realized that I felt like I had seen the ending, but why didn't I seem to have seen the extra episode 💔 💔 💔 Human memory is really...
What Huai Yujun is muttering in his heart is so cute 🥺