How to Raise a Temperamental Heart Demon

[Main story complete] Original title: He Came from the Snow. Here's a little preview of my upcoming story, Sprout 🥰: The Frail, Pitiful Boy Was Raised Like a Cat by the Demon Lord. Blurb below.

The sole heir to a top immortal sect fell from grace overnight. His cultivation was crippled. His parents knew that the person who had plotted against him was his father's illegitimate son, yet they still brought the boy into the family and devoted themselves to raising him. Then they told him:

"From now on, he'll be your little brother. You two must support each other and harbor no resentment."

But once they turned away, they sighed.

"The eldest is as good as ruined. All those years of effort went to waste. But the family can't fall apart with him, so we'll have to place our hopes in the younger son."

"From now on, just stay home and be a useless young master."

Before Ling Zhou Yu could say a word, his inner demon exploded first:

"I'll plant you in the ground and grow ginseng out of you!"

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As an inner demon, Que Feng was sick to death of his host, Ling Zhou Yu. He hated his posturing, his stubbornness and his kindness. He mocked him for actually believing the praise people heaped on him, thinking he was some cool, compassionate, immaculate jade beauty.

Bah. A hypocrite.

If you can do it, do it. If you can't, get lost and give him the body. Let him take over and wreck this stupid world.

Que Feng dreamed of killing Ling Zhou Yu.

But when he returned to his room, the beautiful man with black hair and snow-white skin let down his long hair and bent over to look in the bronze mirror. His eyes, as pale as glass by day, now rippled with a faint smile.

Que Feng swallowed despite himself.

The white robe slipped to the floor. The beauty lifted his hair, revealing the deep hollow of his collarbone in the shadow of his neck. He tapped the mirror and said softly, "You were so good today. You didn't come out to cause trouble at all. What else do you want to see? I can give you a reward."

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After the two of them split into separate people, someone asked Que Feng why his name was so strange.

Que Feng smiled faintly. "I took my wife's surname."

My wife has no parents, no home, and no surname. Neither do I.

We were born at the same time, on the same day, in the same month and year. We will die at the same time, on the same day, in the same month and year.

We share a surname in life and a grave in death.

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A shou who isn't kind at all

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A gong with eight hundred layers of rose-colored glasses

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The original self x the inner demon

A once-adored, beautiful and powerful prodigy brought low, and an ambitious monster

[Reading notes]

The protagonist was once the strongest under heaven. The main story is mostly about him recovering his cultivation, with some flirting on the side (?).

The original self gets to lie flat and enjoy himself, while the inner demon handles food, clothes, shelter, travel, cultivation, revenge, fighting, and cursing people. That's the arrangement.

Actually, it's about the inner demon raising his lazy original self. ()

SC/HE

Written on November 22, 2024

Revised on February 16, 2025

Upcoming story blurb QwQ:

A pitiful little guy (?) who can fight / beautiful catboy shou

Big shot / top translator / guide / cultivation manual repository / sugar daddy (all crossed out) / cat-raising gong

Li Yanqing was born with physical disabilities. His eyes, ears, and mouth were all afflicted with chronic ailments. Though born into a prestigious family as its legitimate eldest son, he was never valued. By the time he was eighteen, he still hadn't reached the Qi Refining stage, and everyone regarded him as a disgrace to the family.

Knowing he wasn't liked, he kept to himself for years. Then disaster struck out of nowhere.

After his younger brother was born, golden clouds appeared at his birth, and he was blessed with a single spiritual root. An Immortal Venerable took him as a disciple, but he was born unable to walk properly. To ensure he could cultivate, the family paid an enormous price to obtain a medicinal recipe. It needed one final ingredient.

That ingredient was his only full-blooded brother.

The family barged into the small courtyard where Li Yanqing had lived in seclusion for years, lecturing him about the glory of the righteous path and urging him to put the greater good first.

But when they opened the door and saw the family disgrace, who couldn't see, speak, or hear, they were all utterly shocked.

Li Yanqing had already attained the Venerable rank.

He was among the top ten of the age.

And he was the junior brother of the head of the greatest immortal sect of the age.

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No one knew that Li Yanqing had been reborn. Since birth, he had been unable to see the world, hear the sounds of mankind, or speak with ease.

After turning eighteen, in his reborn life, he began to hear a voice from beneath the earth.

A smiling voice came from below, sounding at once like a murmur and a coaxing whisper.

Cultivation manuals and magic treasures, anything he needed, the voice could provide.

It taught him to speak and listened to him ramble.

Li Yanqing could see a hazy silhouette, belonging to the demon lord sealed beneath the earth. The demon lord was wrapped in chains from head to toe, yet seemed not to notice them. He simply taught Li Yanqing in a gentle voice.

Li Yanqing knew all too well that beneath that gentleness lay nothing but desire and obsession.

This demon lord was definitely raising him so he could possess his body!

But when Li Yanqing slew his own kin in a duel and incurred heavenly punishment, the other man emerged calmly from beneath the earth, and the heavenly punishment vanished without a trace.

Li Yanqing braced himself for a fight, but the other man merely reached out and...

Gently pinched his cheek.

"Kitty."

"I've caught you."

Theme: To live freely is ambition itself.