I Only Date People with the Highest Cultivation

[Preorders: Back to My Younger Brother's Youth and The Famous Racer Raises a Sweetheart Cat, please add to your collection] Gong Zhao was a born prodigy of noble heritage, wild and proud, with admirers flocking around him. Favored by the heavens, he held a lofty status at the academy. Ming Hualian had the most beautiful face in a cultivation academy full of people with immortal bearing. Excellent in both character and academics, he was the model child everyone else's parents wished they had. The two were inseparable, and everyone knew they were friends. Wherever they went, they were the academy's most eye-catching sight. * No one knew Ming Hualian had secretly loved the prodigy for three years. Unfortunately, his unrequited love was not going well. Because of his most hated classmate, Jiang Yugu. Jiang Yugu was tall and handsome, just as famous as Gong Zhao. Like a second sun in the sky beside Gong Zhao, he was another prodigy at the academy, as well as Gong Zhao's childhood friend and closest confidant. He was gloomy and aloof, always quiet, and always appeared alongside Gong Zhao. The other man would pick the worst moment to interrupt their conversations. Ming Hualian was annoyed: He's deliberately getting in the way again. The other man would glance over as if by chance. Ming Hualian was sure: He can't stand me and is trying to compete with me. By then, he'd finally given up on his unrequited love. Jiang Yugu, who had always looked down on everyone, stopped him with an unusually serious expression. Ming Hualian thought he was there to cause trouble. Ming Hualian, facing a formidable enemy: "What do you want? Gong Zhao and I have nothing to do with each other anymore." Jiang Yugu: "I know." Ming Hualian thought, If you know that, why are you here looking for me? "...Shouldn't you be going to him?" "Why?" Jiang Yugu looked aggrieved. "I've been sticking close to you this whole time." "..." Huh? The other man then seemed to show off without meaning to, his expression actually a little bashful. "Besides, I'm stronger than him now. Could you try liking me?" "...!?" * Who would have thought that later, the prodigy would come to his senses? The man who had always been carefree grew red-eyed in front of him. But while the prodigy was searching the whole academy for him, Ming Hualian was trying to crawl out from under the bed curtains, his delicate toes kicking at the man's sturdy chest as he grumbled, "I'm so sleepy! I told you I was going to bed! Wait, not that kind of sleep..." * A rational, sly, selfish beauty on the bottom, adorable with a deadpan face x a secretly lovesick, gloomy and brooding top, always in a bad mood. Both are virgins, happy ending. The next book will be The Famous Racer Raises a Sweetheart Cat. Please add it to your collection! Everyone knew Grayson had a precious little sweetheart. A fluffy, blue-eyed Munchkin cat. Just how precious was he? Grayson would have laid the world at his feet. He had the very best food, clothes, and everything else, with a nutritionist and a caretaker accompanying him everywhere. Even one tiny sneeze would shake the whole mansion. Then one day, he opened his eyes and found himself human. The little cat was so sad, he cried sparkling tears. Ever since he was little, the man had carried him everywhere. The moment he was out of sight, Grayson would start looking for him. He ate food prepared by a top private chef, wore a dazzling diamond collar, and slept on a bed worth tens of thousands of dollars. This was a disaster. The man couldn't carry him anymore. Waaah, and most importantly, he couldn't get fur spas, climb his custom cat tree, or wear his diamond collar anymore Q‸Q!! * Grayson Barlow was the highest-paid racer in the WRC. He had won the championship for five consecutive years. The tall, muscular man picked up the boy and set him on the sofa, then wiped his feet and put on his shoes. The little cat's ears drooped. "I can't wear all those things you gave me anymore..." The man kissed him. "That's all right, baby. I'll give you even better things." The little cat had lost his fur spas and custom cat tree. But he got designer bags, custom-made clothes, a luxurious castle, and a holiday estate o.O... And the man carried him even more often. Even to bed. * At night, the boy with two snow-white cat ears on his head was held in the arms of a burly man. No matter how much he kicked his short legs, he couldn't reach the floor. The man's arm, muscles bulging and thicker than the boy's calves, easily supported his plump little bottom. The boy's waist went limp when the man gently stroked the tip of his tail. Burying his face in the man's chest, he yelled, "You jerk! You bully! Waaah, you're the worst!" "Sweetie." Grayson kissed those tearful blue eyes and coaxed him in a hoarse voice. "You sound so cute when you pout." (╬◣ ‸ ◢) Preorder 2: Back to My Younger Brother's Youth Everyone knew that Mr. Yu doted on his younger brother, Yu Qiao. The elder Yu couple were busy with work, so Yu Xuechen had raised Yu Qiao himself from the time he was little. Yu Xuechen was decisive, steady, and strong-willed. But as Yu Qiao's guardian, he doted on him in every way. Yu Qiao was used to Yu Xuechen coaxing him to eat, running his bath, drying his hair afterward, and telling him bedtime stories. Every time he went on a business trip, Yu Xuechen brought him a present. Even when he went abroad, they would make international calls, with Yu Xuechen keeping him company as he fell asleep while attending meetings. Yu Xuechen chose his school, never missed a parent-teacher meeting, and even turned down a business forum to watch his performance in the school arts festival. When Yu Qiao took up the violin, Yu Xuechen established a renowned orchestra just for him. When Yu Qiao said he liked the sea, Yu Xuechen bought him a mansion by the coast. He never failed to spend Yu Qiao's birthday with him each year. It was as if he held him in the palm of his hand. Yu Qiao grew up under the protective umbrella Yu Xuechen had raised over him, carefully cherished every step of the way. His dependence on Yu Xuechen grew stronger and stronger. Feeling that he was no longer a child, he began to let his feelings show, intentionally or otherwise. But Yu Xuechen never took him seriously. Then came a car accident. When Yu Qiao opened his eyes again, he was back at seventeen. Yu Qiao had always regretted relying too much on Yu Xuechen and acting like a child who would never grow up. Even his confession had sounded like a child's spoiled plea. After being reborn, he was determined to stand on his own two feet. He went to a music conservatory abroad of his own accord. On the day of his official performance, he noticed someone in the audience who looked a lot like Yu Xuechen. Afterward, at the celebratory party, he was so tipsy he could barely think when a fan handed him flowers. He forgot his brother's rules: don't accept things from other people, don't drink outside, and don't get into a stranger's car. He accepted the flowers, drank alcohol, and got into a car. But just as it pulled away, someone forcefully stopped it. The door was yanked open, and he was dragged into a scorching embrace. The man looked down at the boy he'd been longing for, day and night. The boy tilted up his small face, his eyelashes fluttering, his eyes misty. He sniffled. "Brother, I'm sorry..." The man held him in the crook of his arm and kissed him passionately, as if he meant to burn away years of restraint. His voice was a little hoarse as he spoke. "Qiaoqiao, you've been so very naughty... Looks like I need to teach you properly all over again." Yu Qiao cried all night. Clutching his tear-soaked little pillow, he was so angry he didn't want to talk to anyone. Yu Xuechen really had taught him a lesson from beginning to end. Waaah, and the worst part was, how could he treat him like a child and teach him so carefully, step by step, with his own hands?! * Yu Xuechen in the past: I would never sleep with a brother eight years younger than me. Yu Xuechen now: I take it all back! Theme: No matter the circumstances, keep striving to better yourself.