Did the Demon Lord Have Enough Fun Before His Identity Was Exposed?

Good and evil have been at odds since ancient times, so the Demon Venerable Mei Jie came up with a devious plan.

He would choose a child with excellent spiritual roots and raise him to become the leader of the righteous path. Then, when they faced off on the battlefield, he'd reveal his identity and give those sanctimonious righteous cultivators a good scamming.

The future looked bright. Mei Jie happily put on his secret identity and personally took the child under his wing.

"I am the Flower God from the heavens, descended to help you temper your body and ascend to immortality."

When the child advanced, he gave him a sword. When the child was injured, he applied medicine. If the child was cold, he gave him his clothes. If the child was tired, he kept him company with jokes and laughter.

He shoved countless opportunities into the child's hands and personally led him to one extraordinary encounter after another. He gave the child his heart, his soul, and his money, wishing he could make the boy the sole winner of every rare treasure in the cultivation world.

He diligently raised the boy into a celebrated sword sect's chief disciple, a paragon of grace and virtue.

Famous across the three realms, he was known to everyone.

But then the child was afflicted with a love poison, and his cultivation was about to be destroyed. The bright future Mei Jie had imagined looked likely to turn to dust.

In his panic, Mei Jie had a sudden inspiration:

"The Flower God is also the deity of matchmaking. If there's someone you love..."

He'd already given him delicacies and precious treasures. It would be nice to find him a beauty, too.

But the child only stared at him with red-rimmed eyes, saying nothing, his sword-calloused hand restrainedly gripping Mei Jie's waist.

Mei Jie:

Mei Jie: This is bad.

Song Wuyuan's parents parted ways when he was young. Before anyone had ever cared for him for even a single day, he was sent away to become someone else's senior brother.

Caring for his fellow disciples took all his time and energy, while his position as chief disciple kept him from ever letting his guard down.

It seemed no one ever saw him as a living person. They only wanted to wring from him the unprecedented achievement of uniting the righteous path.

Fortunately, there was still a god in this world who cherished him, willing to wipe away a warm tear and share a connection of hearts with him.

But after receiving the god's kindness for three hundred years, Song Wuyuan's forbidden feelings only grew stronger.

He secretly kept the immortal's silk handkerchief and a lock of his hair. Their faint fragrance of plum blossoms haunted his dreams night after night.

He had never let worldly things distract him. He was unattached and free of desire.

But when it came to this one thing...

His desire was boundless. He wanted to drag the immortal into the mortal world.

Steady, restrained, and virtuous chief disciple of the sword sect gong x free-spirited, arrogant, and mentally unstable demon venerable shou

Both sexually inexperienced, devoted to one another for life~

[Cultivation realms: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Out-of-Body, Spirit Division, Body Integration, Great Ascension]

Special thanks:

Character design artist: 2611 Yi Dada (Mi)

Boundary with the upcoming wuxia story next door

"The Young Marquis Insists on Throwing Himself at Me"

[Grim, world-weary wandering swordsman gong x lively, pampered young heir shou]

Young Marquis Luo runs into danger while traveling through Jiangnan. A passing swordsman rescues him, and Luo becomes utterly devoted to his savior.

Every day he wears a beaming smile and follows him around, loudly proclaiming his benefactor's unparalleled martial arts skills.

He covers all their expenses as they roam the martial world, presenting him with pearls and precious swords as if they cost nothing.

When his benefactor goes out to eat, Luo clears the place out for him. He'd even snatch away the pipa and play and sing for him himself when they went to a brothel.

The swordsman who saved him was a low-key man. He never imagined he'd meet someone who repaid kindness by making his life difficult. But no matter how much he tried, he couldn't shake the young man off, so he finally asked:

"Which family are you from, young master? Why are you wandering around on your own?"

Luo Chunshi replied with a grin:

"Because someone told me, 'Jiangnan is lovely.'"

He couldn't remember who said it. He was just naturally restless and always found an excuse to run away from home.

The grim swordsman turns out to be an imperial uncle who faked his death!

The regent is about to be assassinated, so the swordsman races north through the night to protect him. Luo Chunshi puts his "throwing himself at him" plan into action to the fullest and follows close behind.

Along the way, they encounter countless extraordinary people and events, and witness more peerless martial arts than they can learn:

A mysterious Thief Sage who appears and disappears without a trace, a blind imperial merchant whose wealth rivals a nation, a reclusive miracle doctor who delights in spreading rumors and slandering the kingdom, and the former dynasty's empress dowager's curious saber technique, "passed down to daughters, never sons"...

The martial world is vast, too full of love and hate to contain it all. The past is gone and cannot be revisited, let alone the royal family's old gossip...

Luo Chunshi can only focus on making his little wish come true:

To hell with his identity and gender. He's taking his savior home.

Older love interest! Both sexually inexperienced! Enjoy a smooth adventure through the martial world together!

Theme: Love should always be freely chosen.