My Master and I Don't Talk About Love

- Let’s Talk About Hate

Older/aloof/low desire x younger/cruel/possessive love

Immortal Master Baishu x disciple Jingmo, a spiritual herb

A rebirth-and-power-grab cultivation story: the disciple suffers early on, then the master suffers later… A bittersweet romance?!

In his previous life, Ye Jingmo was a spiritual herb nourished by Baishu. After sixty thousand years, when its six leaves formed a pill, it could bring the dead back to life, and both the immortal and demon realms fought to claim it.

But that day, Jingmo died at the hands of the master he loved most. As Jingmo fought back with all his might, Baishu’s cool eyes revealed no emotion. His voice was as soft and ethereal as a sound from beyond the heavens.

“The spiritual herb I raised truly has my bearing.”

Yet he struck with a lethal move, without the slightest hesitation.

Infiltrate the demon realm, endure the heart-devouring agony of a curse, and seize the throne through ruthless means.

If you don’t love me, I’ll make sure your Dao heart is shattered.

If you want to kill me, I’ll make sure you beg for a death you can’t have.

Don’t blame me. Though I’ve weathered countless trials, hate lasts longer than love, yet I still can’t be more heartless to you than you are to me.

The untouchable flower on the mountaintop that no one dares approach? I’m going to pluck it, crush it, and hold it in the palm of my hand.

Seated on a throne piled high with corpses, Jingmo toyed with a venomous insect and spoke coldly. “Should I call you Immortal Master Baishu, or should I call you… Master?”

She really was cruel to her.

She killed me and took my pill just to save the person she loved. Her life matters, but mine doesn’t?

She truly had no real feelings for me at all. She locked me in the dungeon, and the venomous insect burrowed into my body, leaving me covered in wounds. One of us suffered in the flesh, the other in the heart.

Aren’t you so high above everyone else?

Aren’t you cold and desireless?

The demon realm is so cold. Come keep me company.

*The disciple is a cute, frail little bunny at first, and a cultivation failure whom everyone looks down on.

There’s a very high proportion of female characters, though there are a few villainous old men. No matter, once the heroine takes power, she’ll kick them to the curb and rebuild the demon clan.

Later Jingmo: My rules are the rules!

*Not a fast-paced, face-slapping wish-fulfillment story. There’s a mystery surrounding the characters’ origins.

*Happy ending. They are essentially switch, but the younger one goes fully dominant during her dark phase.

*Both are virgins; absolutely monogamous 1v1. Come on, Master, let’s get it on!

Coming soon: What’s Wrong with Being a Sister-Obsessed Siscon? Pseudo-incest

At six years old, Jiang Kele was taken from the cramped room she lived in at the orphanage. It was the depths of winter, and she shivered in her thin clothes beneath the falling snow.

Her adoptive mother pointed to the detached villa in front of them and told her that this would be her home from now on.

“Hello, Kele. I’m Shen Shuyi.”

“We’re family now.”

Family…

Years later, even as an adult, Jiang Kele still couldn’t say the words she’d buried in her heart.

Who wants to be your family? I only want to be your lover.

Cold/possessive/unrequited love x gentle/pure/guiding type

“Height, weight, birth date and time, bra size.”

“Big Sis, is there anything about you I don’t know?”

She rolled over and leaned down to savor Shen Shuyi, marking her whole body with tiny red love bites before she would stop.

Is it wrong to fall in love with your big sister?

Everyone thought they were biological sisters, so no one suspected a thing, even when they acted intimately.

But only they knew what a kiss on the cheek, just three centimeters from the lips, really meant.

It was the restraint of swallowing down their desires in public.

*A little idea, but it’ll definitely have a happy ending.

*1v1, switch, with a younger-partner lean.

*They’re not blood-related; pseudo-incest.

Theme: My fate is mine to decide, not Heaven’s.