Song Qingzhuo transmigrated into the cultivation world. In his first life, he went too far while living under a secret identity, got stabbed clean through, and died.
When he was reborn a hundred years later, he discovered that the world he had transmigrated into was actually a collected edition of melodramatic danmei cultivation novels. He was the universally hated cannon-fodder villain, destined to be humiliated and brutally tormented by the protagonists before meeting a tragic end.
There was no way he was going to get face-slapped. By the time he woke up, his previous incarnation had already tricked the beloved protagonist into a bet and used the Ascension Immortal Token he won to become a disciple of the foremost immortal sect. From now on, he was a cultivator with an official position.
It was a pity that his new master was in seclusion, but that was still better than being a rogue cultivator...
Wait, his master had emerged from seclusion! Fifty years earlier than in the novel!?
Just a moment ago, he had been laughing at the protagonist for losing the bet. The next, a breeze swept peach petals into his face, and a handsome young man with silver hair cascading like a waterfall stepped into view amid a radiant glow. His low, magnetic voice rang out: "You became my disciple, yet you still haven't come to Lingxiao Peak. So I had to come find you myself."
Song Qingzhuo did his best to look composed and nervously called him "Master," but his feelings were complicated.
In his previous life, he had spread plenty of rumors about this Immortal Venerable and made quite a bit of money by trading on his name. Now that he was face-to-face with the real person, it was impossible not to feel guilty.
It was his first time being anyone's disciple, and at first Song Qingzhuo felt rather awkward. He thought he would repay his master's kindness someday, but his master treated him so well that even selling himself would not be enough to repay him.
His natural aptitude was poor, so the Immortal Venerable sent him a pile of rare treasures, talismans, and elixirs to cleanse and strengthen his body.
The cold poison had injured his soul, so the Immortal Venerable found a treasure to nourish it and held him close while he was delirious.
When he stole an opportunity from the protagonist and provoked resentment, the Immortal Venerable took his side, and no one dared cause trouble anymore.
Song Qingzhuo was overwhelmed by the attention. "Master, why are you so good to me?"
The Immortal Venerable replied, "Didn't you say you were once my abandoned Dao companion? A treasure regained after being lost naturally deserves to be cherished twice as much."
Song Qingzhuo: "?"
Song Qingzhuo: "??!"
SOS!
I was wrong, I was wrong! I'll never keep fleecing the same sheep again!
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Rumor had it that a crystal coffin lay in a secret chamber deep within the Demon Venerable's bedchamber. Inside was Song Wuming, the righteous path's lapdog whom the Demon Venerable had killed with his own hands.
They also said that after his death, the Demon Venerable had searched for his soul many times, just so he could kill him again and sate his hatred.
But no one knew that when the peerless and immaculate Immortal Venerable Fuxiao lowered his eyes to gaze at his one and only disciple, a crimson glint briefly flashed in his eyes...
*A fiercely proud, sharp-witted, and vengeful shou x a paternal, morally ambiguous gong whose long-dormant passion suddenly catches fire
*Mutual pining
*Cultivation stages: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Spirit Severing, Tribulation Transcendence
Theme: Never stop striving to improve yourself