What Is It Now, My Young Lady?

[Please don't genderbend him; "Miss" is just teasing]

Huo Shi had a childhood friend who was a total grind machine: Shen Yuning, recognized throughout the cultivation world as the number-one grind machine. No, wait, the number-one genius.

When others had just learned to hold a sword, he had reached Foundation Establishment.

When others had just reached Foundation Establishment, he had formed his core.

When others had finally formed their cores, good grief, he had reached the Nascent Soul stage.

He never took a single break.

And Huo Shi happened to have a special identity: Shen Yuning's fiance.

So every time Shen Yuning made a huge leap in cultivation, the onlookers took turns twisting the knife:

"Look at him, then look at yourself. If you don't work harder, are you even worthy of him?"

Huo Shi: "..."

I'm not worthy, all right? Happy now?

Sob.

Shen Yuning had a dramatic childhood friend and fiance named Huo Shi, recognized throughout the cultivation world as the number-one pretty face with no substance.

According to the rumors, this beauty had a face that could bring ruin to a kingdom, but was like an expensive flower without a scent: undeniably pretty, but undeniably boring.

But other people did the gossiping, while Shen Yuning was the one who suffered for it.

The next day, Shen Yuning, who was always impartial and severe, made an exception and dragged off the gossips for a scolding.

When Huo Shi found out, he rolled up his sleeves. "I accept that I'm pretty, but calling me a pretty vase? Come on, let's have a proper discussion."

Someone else muttered, "If the head of Jingxu Sect hadn't acted fast back then, who'd ever want a pretty vase like that?"

Shen Yuning: ?

Who's going to speak up for me?

That afternoon, just after Shen Yuning finished his work, Huo Shi stormed into his bedchamber, bristling with anger.

"What is it this time, Miss?"

Shen Yuning kept a straight face, thinking: Those gossips are to blame. Huo Shi wasn't a pretty vase when he was little. Even if he was one, he was the prettiest vase there was.

The moment Huo Shi heard the word "Miss," he blew his top. "How many times have I told you? Don't call me Miss!"

"All right, Miss."

His smile remained unchanged, and his insincerity was plain to see.

"..."

Huo Shi ground his teeth in anger, but then thought: Forget it. I like him, after all.

^_^

Still, it wouldn't hurt to play a little trick on him, would it?

The next day,

the disciples of the entire sect were stunned to see several suspicious red marks on the neck of Shen Yuning, who had always been pure-hearted and untouched by worldly dust.

The shape, the position, the way they were just barely visible...

The disciples silently looked away. They didn't dare look.

The junior brother's possessiveness was terrifying.

Reading guide:

1. Lazy pretty-vase top × grind-machine genius bottom

2. Happy ending, one-on-one

Theme: Love yourself, love others, love the world