The Lazy-Fish Master Is Actually a Great Master of the Cultivation World

As everyone knows, raising disciples is just like raising children.

Too much pampering and indulgence will ruin them.

Too much harshness and cruelty will ruin them.

Leaving them entirely to their own devices, with no guidance from their master, will ruin them too!!!

Shen Jiulin munched on a pear, thinking. It seemed he had nothing to worry about. Every disciple he took on had the makings of a protagonist destined for greatness.

His eldest disciple, Nan Keyin, was a once-in-a-century genius in the art of medicine. She had both talent and skill, was a formidable swordswoman, and would one day lead the Medicine Sect.

His second disciple, Yan Yi, was the young lord of Yunya. With an excellent constitution, he seemed destined to claim a third of the cultivation world for himself.

His youngest disciple, Gu Yuan, had half-demon blood, was sensitive and thoughtful, and knew exactly how to care for people. He had practically stumbled into the position of ruler of the Demon Realm.

Shen Jiulin tried to lie flat and live like a carefree slacker. He was still trying to struggle against it, but for now, he would put in some effort. Everything was for a comfortable retirement.

Oh, well. He probably wouldn't live long enough to be cared for by his disciples in his old age. He was already on death's door, so he might as well take his disciples for all they were worth while he was still alive. He wanted them to remember him for hundreds of years after his death, the kind of thing that would make them pry open his coffin lid.

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Gu Yuan knelt in the rain all night and met the master who would one day be his. The man was young, and Gu Yuan had heard that his master's eighteenth birthday was only a few days away.

Gu Yuan felt like he had been had.

In the Demon Realm, he had been everyone else's lackey. Here in Yunya, he looked after his master like a newlywed bride, taking care of his daily needs. He warmed his hands and wrapped him in extra clothes when it was cold, held an umbrella for him in the rain, and earned money fighting monsters to buy him roast chicken... All that was left was warming his bed.

Warming a bed would be much easier than fighting monsters.

His master was the target of complaints from half the cultivation world, yet held a lofty position among Yunya's immortal sects. He did nothing but lie flat and slack off.

Gu Yuan privately thought, What does the cultivation world have to do with the person I'm taking care of? If anyone says another word, I'll kill them.

Fortunately, his master was completely unfazed. He ate when he wanted and slept when he wanted.

Until one day, Gu Yuan discovered that his master had once been a prodigious young genius, the detached and merciless number one on the Heavenly Rankings, a legend of the cultivation world and an unrivaled powerhouse.

At the same time, he realized that his master was going to die.

He was going mad.

A short-lived, resigned, carefree beauty in the shou role x an utterly devoted dog-like gong

Theme: Love can take root without warning, then grow deep and unshakable.