Reborn as the Immortal Venerable’s Bedmate

Blurb One, Ye Nanying transmigrated into a cultivation novel, becoming a vicious cannon-fodder character with nothing going for him except a pretty face. In the original story, Ye Nanying was sickly and ill-tempered. He insisted on following his illegitimate younger brother, who had an immortal’s destiny, to Qingyun Mountain to seek immortality. Unfortunately, his spiritual roots were so poor that he had no chance of passing the sect’s selection trials. So he resorted to a crooked scheme: he drugged the senior disciple in charge of the selection and spent a night with him, hoping to use his looks to get special treatment. But the senior disciple had a secret crush on Ye Nanying’s younger brother. After that night, he despised Ye Nanying even more for throwing himself at him. Not only did he refuse to help Ye Nanying pass the selection, he secretly sabotaged him, leaving him to die horribly beneath the beasts’ fangs during a stampede, with no body left intact. Meanwhile, his younger brother used Ye Nanying’s corpse to hold off the beasts, passed the trial with ease, and rose to great heights, eventually finding his happy ending with the senior disciple. Ye Nanying, who hated being taken advantage of, smiled faintly. “Huh? Who threw himself at whom? Who died horribly? Me?” Unfortunately, by the time he arrived, it was already too late. Ye Nanying had already been drugged. Wearing nothing but a soaked, snow-white inner robe, he collapsed onto the silk bedding, his whole body burning hot. Beneath layers of gauzy curtains, the youth’s slender, pale body lay limp, as if he might melt into a pool of water. The senior disciple from the book hadn’t arrived yet. Ye Nanying sneered, forced himself to his feet, and left the room. Outside, he grabbed some unlucky man who looked good enough and dragged him into the library to sleep with him. The man had a chilling air about him. He was tall and handsome, with a pair of dangerous, dark-red eyes that seemed more ghost than man, more demon than mortal. Behind the warm red curtains, beneath the weeping red candles, the Ye beauty was boneless, burning hot and fragrant, but ill-tempered. When it hurt, he didn’t hesitate to leave scratches and bite marks on the man’s muscular back... The next day, Ye Nanying felt refreshed, as if his health had improved considerably. He tossed down a thick stack of banknotes with an air of superiority, then left. They met again at the Qingyun Hall after the selection trials. Ye Nanying had successfully been chosen. He stared, dumbfounded, at the cold-as-snow sect leader, Immortal Venerable Lingxiao, seated high above him. Apart from the different eye color, his new master was unmistakably the very man he’d used to cure the drug and then paid off! Ye Nanying: !!! Fortunately, Lingxiao seemed not to remember him at all. He also cultivated the Path of Ruthlessness, so Ye Nanying slowly let out a breath of relief. That night, Ye Nanying slept soundly in his new bedroom. What he didn’t notice was the tall, oppressive shadow that silently appeared beside his bed, the man’s dark-red eyes fixed on him with utter obsession... Blurb Two, Lingxiao was born with an immortal’s bones, yet was cold and unfeeling by nature, and despised romantic love above all. He had always known that he possessed a defiant, arrogant secondary soul that occasionally broke free of his control. They didn’t share memories, and Lingxiao couldn’t be bothered to pay it any mind. He simply suppressed it with increasing ruthlessness and force each time it appeared. But ever since this latest batch of disciples joined the sect, the secondary soul seemed to be growing harder to control. It had even started taking the rare treasures from the main hall... One day, he was stunned to discover that his life-bound soul bell, which no one else could touch or command, had appeared around the slender waist of his disciple Ye Nanying. Ye Nanying even found it cumbersome and wanted to throw it away. The soul bell, usually so aloof and haughty, was clinging stubbornly to him and refusing to let go... Lingxiao: ? Bonus Scene: Lately, rumors had been spreading through the immortal sects that the exalted, cold-blooded and heartless War God Lingxiao had taken a mysterious lover to his bed. Some said an incompetent disciple under the Immortal Venerable had shamelessly schemed his way into the man’s bed, making a scene and demanding a title, and that the Venerable was about to throw him out of the sect. They said the arrogant, overbearing young wastrel really was a rare beauty. Clad in spotless blue, with a golden bell at his slender waist that chimed with every step... When he wandered through the misty mountain rain with a plain umbrella in one hand and a wine jug in the other, even orioles would perch on his shoulder... Countless people were waiting for him to be cast aside so they could take their turn. They’d even be happy to hide him away and keep him as a cultivation cauldron... Even the senior disciple, who hated the youth with all his heart, thought he might grudgingly lock the useless brat up in his own cave and give him enough to eat... But all they got to see was... The youth cut down demons across the sea with a single sword, his sword aura shaking the heavens, and his name resounding throughout the world. Meanwhile, the arrogant, cold-hearted Immortal Venerable in white pinned his disciple to the bed, his possessiveness on full display, and smiled as he pressed him: “Do you love your master more, or your other master?” Ye Nanying’s eyes were red at the corners. He bit down on his sleeve with all his might, barely managing to keep quiet. “...” How the hell was he supposed to answer that? Notes: Pairing: Lingxiao x Ye Nanying The gong has two personalities, but they will merge later on. Little Ye never seduced the cannon-fodder character. Added on 2026.0926 Theme: Courage is the noblest of virtues