My Deranged Disciple Took Me by Force

[Third-person narration]

I was a cold, unfeeling master for hundreds of years, yet in the end, I was defeated by the very disciple I had accepted on a whim out of compassion.

When that boy first arrived, he was a pitiful stray dog, someone anyone could kick. I thought I'd toughen him up, so I rarely protected him and let others bully him. After all, I cultivated the Unfeeling Dao and had to be cold and heartless.

Who could have guessed that as he grew up, he would turn into a mad dog, eager to kick anyone he saw? In the end, he kicked heaven and earth aside and became a great demon feared by all.

I was ordered to eradicate evil and purge the sect. Just as I was about to kill him, he suddenly raised his reddened eyes and looked at me pitifully, as weak and helpless as he had been in his youth. "Master, it hurts so much."

My heart softened again, but the weakness and grievance in his eyes instantly turned into cunning and madness.

He struck back and killed me. When I woke again, the world outside had changed, and everyone said I had died at my disciple's hands.

Some time later, rumors spread that my unfilial disciple had gone completely mad and had married a woman who looked exactly like me.

Actually, I wanted to say that the woman was me, and I hadn't wanted to marry him either. He forced me to.

But I couldn't reveal the truth to the world. I couldn't bear the humiliation.

I'd rather die than let everyone know I'd become that madman's captive.

He only wanted to destroy me to avenge my heartlessness.

But I couldn't just swallow this insult, either. I decided to lie low and bide my time, waiting for a chance to kill him.

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Xue Muqing's old ailment flared up, and she convulsed in agony. Yan Ming panicked and pulled her into his arms. Taking advantage of the moment, Xue Muqing plunged a knife into his heart.

When Yan Ming opened his eyes again, Xue Muqing had escaped. Yet Yan Ming smiled, his expression dark and obsessive. "Only a madman like me could ever be worthy of a cold-blooded person as heartless as you."

We really are made for each other.

The child in your belly is sure to be ruthless and insane, capable of killing everyone under heaven.

[You trust me, and I am heartless. You destroy me, and I kill you. You go mad, and I stay cold. A love-hate pairing]

[Cold, noble, unfeeling master x dark, obsessive, unhinged disciple]

[A love-hate romance between two lovesick lunatics]

Theme: Do not take things to extremes