My Fake Death Failed, and the Puppy Turned into a Wolf

Ji Ling's cultivation of the Unfeeling Dao had hit a bottleneck, so she requested to descend to the mortal realm and undergo a tribulation of love.

Considering her circumstances, Siming opened the "master-disciple romance" script that was least likely to go wrong.

Siming said, "You need to take in a poor, helpless little disciple. Do everything you can to care for her, accompany her, and understand her. Whatever she lacks, give it to her. Ideally, just as she reaches the most dazzling height, you should die suddenly and become the white moonlight she'll remember for the rest of her life."

Siming said, "For instance, there's the puppy in this script, a Listening Dog with royal blood destined to become an emperor, but whose entire clan was slaughtered. More than anything, she wants to become a ruler capable of subduing all the demons... You understand what I mean, right?"

Ji Ling: Understood. I'll raise an excellent ruler for the Demon Realm, then fake my death.

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Di Guanxing suffered the massacre of her entire family as a child. Her spiritual roots were destroyed, her meridians shattered, and she had one foot already through the gates of death.

Just as despair swallowed her, a pair of clean hands carrying a heart-soothing fragrance held her securely in their arms amid the bone-chilling snowstorm.

"Don't be afraid. From now on, I'll protect you."

Her master gave her a new name, rebuilt her spiritual roots, pieced her meridians back together, and gently taught her everything she knew.

Di Guanxing carried the bloodline of the Listening Dog, and could hear people's inner thoughts. She knew that everyone around her had their own motives.

She would trust no one but her master.

And yet her master's thoughts were the only ones she couldn't hear, no matter how hard she practiced.

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Her master's death came too suddenly. Then the demons attacked the city, and before Di Guanxing had time to grieve, she was swept up in her responsibilities and forced to turn the tide.

When everything had finally settled, the whole city was celebrating, yet she felt as if a piece of her heart had gone missing forever.

There was no way to fill the void.

Especially after she returned to her chambers. She saw the chair where her master used to sit, found words written in her master's own hand, and even caught sight of a pastry her master loved among the food brought by a maid. Memories surged like a tide, cutting at her heart like a dull knife.

Every extra moment she stayed there made her miss her master more.

Everything associated with her master reminded her that the master she loved was gone from her forever.

Even if she had to form a pact with a demon, she would bring her master back to life and return her to her side!

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After faking her death, Ji Ling waited peacefully to return to the Upper Realm, only to open her eyes and find her disciple still there, overjoyed to the point of madness.

She was puzzled: Didn't I follow the script and finish everything already?

Siming: ...Don't ask. It's punishment from the Heavenly Dao.

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A master who dotes on her disciple but only to overcome her bottleneck, and who is punished by the Heavenly Dao and sent back to her disciple after faking her death x a disciple raised by her master, originally pure and harmless, who becomes obsessive after losing her master. A loyal, lovesick dog disciple who is a real puppy demon. 1v1, mutually devoted, mutual spoiling.

[The cover depicts the master and disciple. Thanks to the artist Amamiya Minato.]

Theme: One must give sincerity to receive sincerity.