After My Peacock of a Master Got Clingy

[Master gong x disciple shou]

[70% anti-theft ratio, 24 hours]

Su Bai: penniless and a good-for-nothing at cultivation.

As luck would have it, Heaven bestowed an evil sword upon him. Its sword spirit was born beautiful, powerful, and... a lunatic!

The first time they met, the sword spirit asked him to become his master. Fine, he put up with it.

The first time he received a gift, the sword spirit was so moved he teared up. Fine, he put up with it.

The first night they shared a bed, the sword spirit climbed right in without so much as asking. Fine... he couldn't put up with that!

Su Bai: "I'm not gay!!"

But never mind. Su Bai was a man of principle who knew when to bend. He borrowed the sword spirit's strength, passed the trials, and took first place. Excellent. His dream life as a cultivator was...

Ruined.

All he'd done was go out on a little training trip and help someone get justice, yet he received an order for his execution.

What could he do? Run, of course.

He ran in a hurry, without taking much with him.

Then he saw his sword-spirit master, relying on his good looks to earn a living by performing in the street.

Su Bai: "?"

All right, Su Bai. I approve of you now.

If we overlook the fact that you are utterly incapable of taking care of yourself.

The road of cultivation is no smooth journey. It has been beset by countless obstacles since time immemorial.

Though Su Bai's strength had improved by leaps and bounds under the tutelage of a certain deadbeat, making him the envy of the world, he still couldn't withstand a million people coming at him all at once.

At the critical moment, he saw his carefree sword-spirit master, who never did anything useful, suddenly make a move...

Whoosh! One strike subdued everyone present.

At last, his identity was exposed. He was none other than Qingchuan, the Immortal who had fallen a century ago.

Seeing things going south, Qingchuan scooped up Su Bai and ran for it.

Great. Su Bai had angered everyone all over again.

Everyone: You're the legendary Qingchuan, the Immortal who fell a century ago? Where's that aloof, noble manner? Where are those simple white robes?

Su Bai, give us back the image of the Immortal Qingchuan!!

Afterward, master and disciple stared at each other in silence.

"Master, hear me out."

"Master already knows."

Congratulations to the Immortal Qingchuan: his secret identity has been completely exposed, his image shattered to pieces, and he's been dragged off to bed.

Su Bai smiled faintly. "Shall we settle our accounts?"

Reader's Guide

1. Older master and younger disciple, but the shou is in control.

2. Includes scenes of cross-dressing, especially for the gong. He's a peacock, but not remotely effeminate.

3. The shou isn't as beautiful as the gong, but he's quite handsome too, with a youthful, innocent charm.

4. Both are virgins, one-on-one pairing.

5. This might bother you: The shou calls him "Master-father" because he had a stutter in his previous life. The gong thought it was funny and told him to keep saying it. In this life, he calls him "Master" in public out of respect, and "Master-father" in private as a term of endearment.

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[Next story, same universe, blurb subject to change]

[Master and disciple, older master, narcissistic romance, angst]

Listening to the Wind and Snow at Dusk

In this world, the strong always win.

I cast aside my emotions and cut off my nine tails, all to hide my identity as a fox demon and ascend to godhood.

I worked diligently and was adored by all, but one day the officials of the divine realm discovered who I was. My status plummeted overnight.

I was stripped of my divine rank and cast down to the mortal world. My powers could keep me alive for only one more year.

I watched snow fall from the heavens, and people laugh across the wide earth.

A little fox, absurdly large and covered in scars, pushed food toward me and tilted his head.

I studied him for a long time. He seemed like someone I once knew, and I gave a hoarse laugh.

I made up my mind to pass on everything I had learned in my life and named him Cong An.

May he follow his heart and live a peaceful, happy life.

That day, snow swept across the sky, and the candle was nearly out.

I warmed wine and brewed tea when I saw Cong An carrying a snow-covered flower in his mouth. I was speechless.

I said, "Little fox, come watch the snow."

The little fox transformed into a human before my eyes. I caressed his face and kissed him, then departed into the long night.

May no one ever bully you again, little fox. Goodbye.

Or perhaps I should say, my other self.

Immortal Master Wan Qilian x fox-demon disciple Cong An

Reader's Guide

1. The book has two points of view, and the main text is in third person.

2. A narcissistic romance: the two look exactly alike.

3. An angst-filled story with a happy ending.

Theme: Save all living beings.