[Investiture of the Gods] Ao Bing Doesn't Want Nezha to Rip Out His Dragon Tendons

Ao Bing was reborn, returning to the moment he first met Nezha. He wanted to live. He didn't want his dragon tendons ripped out. The seven-year-old little menace had a short temper and could turn on a dime, but he was easy enough to handle. Praise him and he'd get smug; give him candy and he'd calm right down. Ao Bing did a good job coaxing him. Nezha no longer wanted to kill him, but he didn't want to let him go either. He stuck to Ao Bing all day and took him everywhere. Refusing was useless. Nezha was strong enough to carry him off. Running away was useless, too. Nezha had so many magical weapons, from the Red Armillary Sash to the Universe Ring, that he could always catch Ao Bing and bring him back. Ao Bing: ... Did he... coax Nezha too well? *Reading Guide* 1. One-on-one, both virgins, happy ending. 2. They only start dating after Nezha rebuilds his body as an adult. Ao Bing will lay a dragon egg later in the story! 3. There will be a scene where Ao Bing fakes his death and Nezha goes crazy looking for the dragon. 4. The side couple is Di Long, with a few scenes. The plot gets dark, with forced love. 5. This isn't exactly a serious story, though it gets serious sometimes. I'm writing for fun, and it's a loose adaptation, so please don't nitpick~ 6. 🚫 No switching, reverse pairing, or dream stand-ins. Coming Soon ✨The Eunuch's Godson The Liang kingdom has a powerful and influential eunuch known as the Nine-Thousand-Year-Old. He is a trusted aide to the emperor and a confidant of Noble Consort Wan. He is ruthless and vindictive. People often curse him behind his back, calling him a childless bastard who deserved to be castrated and would remain a cripple forever. Everyone thought someone as cruel as the Nine-Thousand-Year-Old would spend his whole life alone. No one could have guessed that one day, a naive little shadow would start following him around. The Nine-Thousand-Year-Old took in a young eunuch and became his godfather. * * * The Nine-Thousand-Year-Old raised the boy as his precious treasure, afraid he might drop him if he held him, or melt him if he kept him in his mouth. Gu Quan was growing, so he needed new clothes. The fabric chosen for him was Sichuan brocade. Gu Quan got a craving for fresh fruit, and the fresh lychees on Noble Consort Wan's table were in his mouth that very day. Gu Quan had delicate skin and complained that his bed was too hard, so the Nine-Thousand-Year-Old carried him straight back to his room and had him sleep with him on a priceless white fox fur. Gu Quan grew ever more lovely as he was pampered, attracting many people's attention. Even Prince Seven was taken with him and directly asked the Nine-Thousand-Year-Old to hand him over. This was a golden opportunity to climb the social ladder. It had to be better than staying with a eunuch like him. With a dark expression, the Nine-Thousand-Year-Old personally sent Gu Quan to the prince's mansion. Unexpectedly, that very night, Gu Quan wounded the prince and risked his life to run back to him. He knelt at the Nine-Thousand-Year-Old's knees, crying like a child, and choked out that he didn't want mountains of gold or silver. All he wanted was his godfather. The Nine-Thousand-Year-Old stroked Gu Quan's head and waved away the hidden guards who had escorted him to safety. Three days later, Prince Seven was exposed for plotting rebellion. His estate was confiscated, he was placed under house arrest, and he died of poison. No one could lay a hand on the Nine-Thousand-Year-Old's precious boy. If someone coveted him from a position of power, then the Nine-Thousand-Year-Old would climb over thousands of corpses and ascend to the very peak of power. Theme: Live well.