The Whole Point of Living Is to Inherit My Master's Wife

In the seventh year since he went up the mountain to study under his master, the young man who often visited his master and teased him tossed Song Ze a sword and told him to call him "Master's Wife."

Song Ze glanced at the fine sword, then at the smiling young man. He said nothing and turned to leave.

From then on, until his master disappeared, Song Ze never spoke to him again, nor did he ever call him "Master's Wife."

His master was the greatest cultivator under heaven, unmatched by anyone.

As the only disciple of the greatest cultivator under heaven, Song Ze also became the greatest cultivator years after his master's disappearance.

After defeating his final opponent and confirming that no one could stand in his way, Song Ze returned to his cave residence with his sword.

The man who had once told him to call him "Master's Wife" had collapsed in his sleeping quarters. His features were exquisite, yet Song Ze still dared only to caress his face in the shadows.

"Now, I can be the one."

"Master's Wife."

*Master's Wife is the gong.

Standard content warning: If you don't like characters who are consumed by love, don't read this.

Yes... it's their story again. Every time I write a book, I reward myself by writing one about them (proudly puffing out my chest).

Theme: Pursue what you want with all your strength.