[Unless something unexpected happens, this will be my next novel!]
Zhong Hui is a mediocre, vile, vindictive little man.
Yet he somehow became a disciple of Yan Bugu, a man devoted to the world, noble and unsullied. Yan Bugu even raised him as a beloved disciple, without holding his faults against him.
He bullied his fellow disciples, stole and cheated, flirted with his junior brothers, beat up anyone he disliked, and did plenty of things to disgrace his sect. Yan Bugu always forgave him, every time.
But only Zhong Hui knew the truth: Yan Bugu raised him to use him as a cultivation vessel and siphon off his energy to cultivate.
Zhong Hui detested being controlled by others, even though night after night he pinned Yan Bugu beneath him and had seen him strike every kind of tempting pose.
Then one day, his vessel energy ran dry. A lifetime as a petty villain, a lifetime as an ant. At last, it was all about to end.
But
When he closed his eyes and opened them again, he found himself wielding the power to destroy heaven and earth.
With a casual wave of his hand, a surge of spiritual power forced Yan Bugu to his knees, unable to struggle. Zhong Hui leaned over him, pinning him in place, his smile never reaching his eyes:
"My dear master, look at you now."
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Zhong Hui was always getting into trouble. Now he was killing people without restraint.
Yan Bugu tried to stop him, only for Zhong Hui to pin him down on the bed:
"How about you become my cultivation vessel, Master? If I'm in a good mood, I won't have to use them for cultivation~"
He humiliated Yan Bugu in every way, trying to reclaim the dignity he'd lost through him. He hated that Yan Bugu was used by him day after day, yet still acted as though it was all for the greater good. He wanted Yan Bugu to be trapped in his hands for all eternity.
A truly vindictive villainous disciple top X a lofty, proud master who cares for the world, a flower atop a high peak bottom
Theme: The benevolent love others, and others will always love them in return
