Play the pig to eat the tiger, lazy master (bottom) × revenge-driven, scum-crushing, overachieving disciple (top)
In his previous life, Su Tingji was a peak master of the world's number one sect, and was universally recognized as the greatest sword cultivator.
After an accident, he was reborn as a disciple in a small sect.
Su Tingji: “Being a big shot is exhausting. I'm going to slack off.”
While everyone else practiced swordsmanship, he slept. While they refined pills, he cooked. While they fought over spirit plants, he tended flowers. Everyone thought he was a good-for-nothing who ate his fill and waited to die.
He happened upon the young Shao Li, who carried a deep blood feud and practiced diligently with a wooden sword, clumsy but hardworking.
Su Tingji thought he could pass the time with something to do. “Young friend, how about becoming my disciple?”
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Shao Li was the true young master of the Shao family, but had been switched at birth. His biological parents ignored him, the impostor bullied him, and after his adoptive parents were killed and his spiritual meridians destroyed, the once-gifted prodigy became a cripple.
Shao Li rose from the muck and trained day and night, his bones as unyielding as iron.
“I refuse to accept my fate.”
In those bleak years, someone broke through his defenses. The man always wore a lazy smile, had an unremarkable cultivation level, and kept trying to take advantage of him. “How about becoming my disciple?”
Shao Li took revenge and crushed his enemies all the way to becoming a generation's Sword Venerable.
Everyone knew that a lazy good-for-nothing was always at his side. He could not fight, ran at the first sign of danger, struggled even to lift a sword, and shamelessly called himself Shao Li's “master.”
Until Shao Li was forced into a desperate situation, his life hanging by a thread. The useless, lazy master suddenly struck with his sword, unleashing a bone-chilling cold that astonished all nine provinces.
The disciples of the world's number one sect, who had rushed over at the news, knelt in a heap. “Greetings, Peak Master Su.”
Shao Li: “?” Who is this man who keeps begging me to call him “Master”?
The villains: “!” Say that again. Whose disciple did I offend?
-A little scene-
Su Tingji: “A Li, your master once wielded a hundred-jin greatsword and shattered ten thousand techniques with one strike. Blah, blah, blah. Everyone bowed in worship.”
Seeing that he could barely carry a bucket of water, Shao Li said coldly, “Keep bragging. Go on, really lay it on.”
Su Tingji: “Your master did give you some pointers, so how about calling me Master?”
Seeing that he could barely hold a sword steady, Shao Li said in exasperation, “I only want to take a sword cultivator from the world's number one sect as my master!”
One-on-one, happy ending.
Shao Li falls first. He keeps refusing to become his master's disciple because he wants them to be lovers, not master and disciple.
Su Tingji's fighting ability will gradually return.
Theme: Strive hard and grow stronger in adversity.
